Clay Bell looked at the old Dumas who came to visit him, his eyebrows twisted into knots: "Just like you, I've been running around day and night. Now, I want to rest properly before the enemy arrives."
Old Dumas: "Then we'll have to face the coalition's regular troops without proper fortifications. You're aware of our forces' capabilities. Do you think we can hold back an enemy force twice our size without fortifications?"
Clay Bell pursed his lips and stayed silent.
Old Dumas added a sentence: "Especially in such an exhausted state."
Clay Bell: "Go to hell. After this battle, I'll have a serious talk with you about treating people like animals! Take me to the edge of the village to check the terrain."
Old Dumas smiled, showing his white teeth.
Clay Bell continued to rant: "You damn devil, Black Devil!"
The local military station chief made a welcoming gesture: "This way, please."
