Catching the Wind

Psst.

“We’s be leaving at firsts light. Be the Cap’ns camp tis half day ride, it must be’s south of err. I’ve bad feelin we stick round, we’s gonna be stuck dyin frum sicknes or starvin.” Halik whispered once the men were facing the bushes under the pretense of having to pee.

“T’was yur idea, fool, yu’ve pulled us in this mess” One of the soldiers whispered louder.

“Aye and yee be bigger fool for follwin, we’s all be, no’s need to be blamin him!” Freddik whispered as well, suddenly pushing his shoulder into the soldier that was mouthing Halik.

Now arguing over whose fault it was, they stood there with their pants down and gained the attention of a few soldiers sitting at the nearby campfire. The men at the fire couldn’t hear what they were whispering about, but they watched as each man took turns shoving their shoulders into each other.

Suddenly Halik hit against the soldier next to him hard enough, causing the other three to fall like dominos. Including Halik, when his feet were