‘In three days we have to stand on the shores of Dyfne.’ strongly reiterated Halfpot. ‘If someone tries to stop or stall us, they are a clear enemy. And enemies have to be neutralized on the spot! But, this is an order! The huts and barns are not to be burned, the cattle not taken, do not pillage or r**e the women! Get that in your damn heads and the heads of your soldiers, who breaks this order will be hanged. The duke repeated it at least ten times, is that enough, Staler? This is an order for f***s sake! And now, out to your squads, everyone hurry up, the horses and equipment must shine like the full moon! In the evening there is a rapport, the duke and commanders want to see how the army is prepared. If some squad gets drunk, then the corporal will wish he was never born! He won’t forg
