Upon receiving the news that the "Montaigne bandits" had occupied Revodan, Major Ronald was not surprised at all.
Instead, Captain Apel was nearly driven mad, "What on earth does he want to do? With his few men and horses, how does he expect to hold Revodan?"
The other Centurions also looked grim.
"We need supplies," Ronald muttered, biting his empty pipe.
To ensure the element of surprise, Ronald's two battalions had set out lightly equipped, carrying no baggage apart from a seven-day supply of dry rations.
Reducing their load as much as possible was the only way to march quickly.
They didn't even have tents, and Ronald wrapped himself in his cloak to sleep at night.
Getting his troops from Revodan to Wolf Town with the regiment fully intact had already made the Major very satisfied with his Centurions.
But it wasn't the enemy that would break these raw recruits' morale—it would take just one heavy rain.