Chapter 394: Purpose of War

"Where is my fourth heavy contingent!" 

"Here I am, Lord Mauro!" 

"How many men are there in your unit, tell me honestly." 

"A hundred and twenty fully abled men capable of wearing a mail weighing thirty plus libbre, hold a blade equal the weight and fight continuously for more than an hour! Please give us orders!" 

"Whoever that believes in your words must be a dumb fool, and to your disappointment I am not one of them." Mauro shook his head. "Because of your stupidity, your unit shall not get the chance of being on the main attack position, instead you shall get the left flank as proposed… Now! Move your Sardinian arse to your combat location!"

"Aye sir!" The captain, who is also in his thirties, got reprimanded like a kid and scrambled to his designated offensive position with his hundred plus men. 

"How about you guys! Where are my Second heavy contingent!" 

"Here we are! Lord Mauro!"