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Chapter 57
By the next night, I was in the camp once again. Tom had covered for me as well as he could, but Mikael had started to worry anyway.
Thankfully, there was water in the tent. I poured some on myself, changed clothes, and came out.
Where was I?
Yep, I went to check the carts that had lagged behind, find out if they had lost anything or bartered for drinks. Was it ununworthy of a prince? Maybe, but at least I would be sure of everything. During wartime, supplies are everything.
Troop deployment? I defer it to you.
How about we put heavy infantry in the center, cavalry on the left, the ground there is nice, and the contingency force on the right?
There’s a forest there, they could hide there.
Offense? No way.
If the enemy wants to come to us, let them. We’ll wait. Fine, we can advance on them, but later. I’ll rest a bit and then let’s go.
When? Well, next morning, or better yet, evening. I barely brou
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