France, September 26th 1803
9:05 AM
Lukas and his army were ready to depart to the fortress. Not all the 5000 soldiers were going there, just about 3500. The rest was going to stay behind in case something was needed.
Herman clapped his hands. "Well, well, let's get going, we shouldn't waste any time," he said.
Lukas nodded his head. "Herman's right, guys. Let's go," he agreed.
All the tents were set on the top of a small-rolling hill. The fortress was some meters away from the foot of the hill.
Soon, the whole army that Lukas and Herman had chosen was finally departing to fight their enemy.
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France, September 25th 1803
6:40 PM
Lukas and Herman were in the bulky man's tent, about to start their meeting.
Lukas sighed. "So, what do you think, Herman?" he asked.