The constant downpour had put everyone in a bad mood.
Even wearing raincoats made of waterproof cloth hadn't helped. The rain was simply too heavy. It was a storm, with both wind and rain.
The rain beat hard against their faces, making it difficult even to keep their eyes open. Since the magic had been cast from the other side, the rain was naturally blowing toward them.
This weather went on for a long time, and Odris made no move at all. That left everyone feeling increasingly frustrated.
Only after the enemy had let down their guard did Odris begin to act.
The sentries' job was to keep watch. The sound of a musket firing was loud enough to carry a long way, and since their standard weapons were muskets and bayonets, the sentries still used muskets.
They had simply added some basic waterproofing.
The barrels had already been loaded with bullets and powder. They were then wrapped in waterproof cloth to keep the rain out. The firing mechanisms were waterproofed too, with covers added. This made things somewhat cumbersome: after firing once, they couldn't fire again. But one shot was better than none. Once it was fired, they could throw grenades, then charge with bayonets or draw weapons they'd captured.
The captured weapons could be used freely by the sentries, the squads, and individuals. The resulting combinations were all over the place.
A small force from the Olesian Army had set its sights on four sentries who looked like easier targets than the rest.
They'd used magic and the terrain to stay hidden along the way, but many of the sentries they'd encountered had been too tough to take on.
They carried shields and were covered from head to toe.
All the weapons from Count Drowo's household had