ENCAMPMENT
“Who asks whether the enemy was defeated by strategy or by valor?”
– Virgil
Sir Saril of Red Thistle, chancellor of the Wild River Reach and Jarrod’s second in command, looked out over the battlements of the Tower of The Reach that afternoon as the sun broke misty and cold.
“That’s not a lot of fires,” he said.
Bevio nodded in agreement.
“A few hundred men,” Saril guessed. “A thousand, maybe.”
“This far extended, half of them will be support.”
“And where’d you learn so much about warfare?”
Bevio slapped him on the back. “I was studying while you were busy beating asses and chasing tail.”
“There’s no way they’re getting in here. This is a bad plan on their part.”
“It’s never a good idea to assume your opponent is an i***t,” Bevio waxed.
“They have to be idiots. There’
