He thought that taste was quite something.
In that remote and closed-off little village, waiting for the lord's servants to feed him like livestock, he probably wouldn't taste this in his entire life.
Nor would anyone share mysterious stories of Prince Colin and Princess Erin by the campfire with him.
Life now might not be perfect.
But he didn't want to lose it.
Perhaps every silent soldier around him thought the same—
Want to take all this away?
Then exchange it with your head!
On the riverbank, the rickety little boats finally came to a complete stop, and the rebels came ashore with their supplies.
The officers loyal to the King and the Earl finally noticed the corpses and blood floating on the river.
Everyone was shocked, but it was, after all, someone else's blood, far from enough to deter the greed in their hearts.
Thousands of recruits, under the orders of their officers, assembled into a formation every Campbell knew so well.
