Infinite Courage by J. Clifton Slater (Clay Warrior Stories Book 8)
English | 2019 | Fantasy | ePUB | 489 Kb
Infinite Courage : The two Legionaries appeared to be locked in an embrace as they flew off the top of the slope. Their plunge, however, wasn’t voluntary. They were pinned together by a long iron barb protruding through their stomachs.
Welcome to 263 B.C.
Between clashes of the Qart Hadasht Empire and the upstart Republic, men died. Whether from sharp blades held by strong arms or stones and bolts launched by ancient artillery, the hand of death grabbed souls from both sides of the battle line.
In book #8 of the Clay Warrior Stories, Alerio Sisera will need more than an iron constitution, sharp steel, and a sturdy shield. To survive, he’ll need his wits, luck, and Infinite Courage.
“Corporal Sisera. Eight heavy infantrymen to a squad. Now, I’d suggest you set up your tents.”
“I was supposed to be the Tesserarius,” the Legionary challenged. “Optio Gustavi said it when I signed up with the Century.”
Alerio looked over his shoulder at the NCO tent, then faced front and peered around the gathered Legionaries in the direction of the Centurion’s tent.
“Nope. No Sergeant or officer to adjudicate your claim,” Alerio commented. “How about you show some leadership and get your squad’s tent set up? Eight men per, as this is a marching camp and, not garrison duty.”
The Legionaries broke off and began erecting the first two tents on either side. Alerio watched from the center of the camp without saying a word. When they were finished, he wandered between tents checking the tautness of the guylines. At the complaining Legionary’s tent, Alerio pulled on the lines, walked to the other side, and tested those.
Then the Corporal stood at one corner and looked down the front of the tent trying to see the next tent and the markers for the rest of the row.
“You seem to have an issue,” Alerio mentioned while lifting an arm and holding it against the front flap. “Your tent is off the line.”