Kenneth's POV

I stood before the men, looking at them with pride swelling my head. I had already won the battle. I smiled as I looked at the seven hundred men with me, decked in their uniforms and looking as fierce as I felt.

I didn't see any way that the men who were not up to twenty could escape alive after the battle.

They had already eaten and freshened up and now we were about to have our first meeting. I was glad that they were all here when I ...