France, October 1803
9:38 AM
Lukas and Lucius walked side-by-side, followed by their partners. The enthusiasm was noticeable in the environment, everyone seemed really eager to be on the battlefield as soon as as possible.
Lukas had decided not to place Lukas in the te who was going to invade the fortress simply due to reasonability. He wasn't going to make Lucius, a 17-year-old boy, take part in two highly decisive missions in less than a month, that could be too much for him by now.
Lucius had done a great job back in the precious battle, and Lukas was satisfied with that. Besides, Lucius wasn't still completely recovered from the wound on his shoulder.
Lukas took a brief glance behind him, and nodded his head in approval. He was satisfied with his men's attitude. At least that was already a victory.
They were walking to the fortress using the same formation as before. They didn't want to be the least bit suspicious.