The rider stood on the hillside, continuing to openly insult the Revodan officers and soldiers.
"Ignore him," Major Ronald ordered, "keep moving! At least we know he's not alone."
Lieutenant Adam was fuming with anger, "Ferenc! You rush to your death if you must! And damn it, gifting away three horses for nothing!"
...
At nightfall, the Revodan troops rested in a forest.
Their encampment had no defensive fortifications—soldiers were too tired and hungry to dig or to bring tools.
They each formed groups, haphazardly making beds with branches and dry leaves, and promptly lay down to sleep.
Apart from a few sentries, there were no additional defenses in the Revodan encampment.
But deadly threats were hidden in the still of the night.
This forest terrain was specially chosen by Major Ronald, not only because cavalry could hardly maneuver in the woods, but also because it offered a better layout for ambushes.
