In the Kettle War, Lormagen remembered, Jil-Zat had been anineteen-year-old commanding officer of mercenaries, of a virgin T'swaregiment, the Ice Tigers. Biltong continued more briskly now. He hugged the ground, as low and flat as he could makehimself. For the most part he followed the crest of a broad ridge that ran for miles,generally about fifty or sixty feet above the country flanking it.
Men soshort on sleep not only had trouble staying awake, Pross told himself. There are few villages. Hard to keep intervalson the road. Let's followthe spur track back into the woods and see where it goes.
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