On the chaotic plateau above Fat Toad Town, tens of thousands of troops were entangled along the river and dirt road.
On every rise, in every hollow, you could see thick lines of men locked in combat.
Cannon roared, lead shot sprayed, square formations and scattered deserters tangled into one big mess.
The plateau village where Hanske and the others were stationed was called Cerdar Village, not large, only about the size of a few football fields.
Now that the morning fog had partly cleared, Hanske leaned against the big tree at the village entrance and looked out, seeing unit after unit of Holy Alliance Army streaming in like converging rivers.
By contrast, on the vampires' side, half the day went by without a single friendly unit coming to their aid.
Were the vampires' reinforcements really this slow? Or had the Holy Alliance overestimated them?
