“Their discipline is rotten as hell,” Workman put in. “If we kill enough, quickly enough, they’ll collapse.”
“That’s right,” Tennea agreed. “The soldiers seem to be deserters that the pretender recruited for his rebellion. I don’t expect many of them want to fight to the death.”
The men nodded. Mak spoke up.
“What about the goblins? And what about the city? People are rushing into town like sheep into a s*******r pen.”
“If we have the chance, we’ll help fight goblins. We do have one important stop on the way to the palace. But other than that, the mission is to recover Kingmaker. Understood?”
“Understood,” Workman said for them all.
“Then Quam and glory, men,” Tennea barked.
“Quam and glory,” the troopers echoed with a shout and a smart fist-to-chest salute.
The city was a devil’s
