Two replacement sentinels saw them coming out and exchanged dark grins, scooped up two handfuls of snow to put out the campfire used for warmth, and then squeezed into their tents.
Damn it, even the foot soldiers have been bribed! They're trying to freeze me to death!
This was a very small encampment of about twenty tents, surrounded by carriages. There were not even barricades or caltrops set up on the outer perimeter, and the terrain nearby was flat with no strategic positions to defend. One look and you could tell they had no intention of settling in for the long haul.
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