The noonday sun shone warmly, and the verdant grass blades gleamed with a jade-like luster.
Emerging from the pine forest, standing at the edge of this streamside grassy field, one could smell the youthful earthy scent and the smoke from farmhouse chimneys.
Such weather and such a place were perfect for an outing, but at this moment, it was anything but leisurely and peaceful.
"Outlander, coming to beg at our Thousand River Valley!"
"Ah Qi Na! Saisihe! (Norn's profanity)"
"What are you shouting about? Weren't you the ones who broke the rules first?"
On the grass, some wore leather armor, others were bare-chested, but most at least held a long stick wrapped with cloth.
Only a few were barehanded, but they showed no fear, swinging their fists at the faces of friendly forces.
Some officers and military police around were clumsily trying to stop it, yet more were clapping and cheering.
Even wounded soldiers were running out of the camp on crutches to watch the battle.
