Eventually there are tents lined up everywhere, and smoke rises from Kamado. Firewood will be piled on the bonfire platform, but the sun hasn't set yet, so ignition is ahead. The soldiers who have finished tenting are on a temporary break until they can do the mesh.
Since there is no water field nearby, the amount to be used for the mesh and the amount of water to be replenished will be covered by the amount loaded in the barrel. They're going to have another lunch break tomorrow near the water field, so the reduced amount will be replenished there again. Miss Frederica records how much water she used. Since we got to the camp, Miss Frederica seems pretty busy running around.
Considering that a total of about 50 soldiers and 12 days' worth of food, firewood and 3 days' worth of water, cookware including kamado, a set of blacksmiths that can be worked on, and carriage of the leaves of the horses carrying them, quite a few carriages have been mobilized.
If it is a war, I think the number of carriages will decrease in proportion because the number of soldiers travelling will be different digits, so they will be purposefully allowed to walk without carrying soldiers in carriages, and to some extent, requisitions, etc., but in any case, the barracks are difficult.
When a mesh can be done, a long line of snakes can be made. This whole thing can't even be resolved. Our supply team will be on its way after we run out of lines. To join Sandro's boys for a meal. For dinner, the dried meat was simmered and returned onto a stiff dish-shaped baked bread. The bread is stiff but not beefy, so I can eat it as it is. I would say to replace the dish. There's no water here, and it's a waste of dishwashing water.
The supply team eats soothing and mesh with the escorts, Mr. Delmot and the others. When we eat rice from a cauldron together in a place like this and get along, we can be concerned about helping each other out when it's time to, and most importantly, the mesh is the best way to have fun. I finished eating the meshi while talking to him about why.
When the mesh is finished, it is free time until the sun sets. I asked Miss Frederica if she had any extra cloth cuts, needles and threads. Then I walk to the wagon with Patapata. You look like a squirrel walking. In general, she is a young lady full of small animals. I followed along with some relief, too.
"If it belongs to this carriage, it's fine. It's the Amur family material, and they say you can use it freely.
"I see. Thank you.
As I thanked her, Miss Frederica bowed to the pepper and left with a patter.
I had a little trouble finding it, but I also found a blanket and a cloth cut, and a needle and thread. It would be for repairing spares or when the clothes you are wearing are torn. There are all other spares, and if we can get them back, we'll have no problems.
Back to the tent, I make bags out of cloth cuts. Fold in half and stitch both ends together without cutting them back. I don't pack cotton, so the seams can be rough. Once you've sewn it together, turn it upside down, pack the blanket, and sew the open mouth shut, you're done with the simple cushion. Let's give it to Miss Frederica tomorrow. A woman is another tent. It's boring to have Mr. O. approaching in the middle of nowhere and getting misunderstandings.
The sun set and the bonfire burned. I'm just going to bed today. Everyone returns to the tent except the sleeping soldier. We're no exception. When I just wrapped myself around the blanket and lay down, I was unexpectedly tired, and the sleeper immediately took me to the world of sleep.
The next morning, just before the sun rose, I woke up. The cocks seem to be awake for a long time. Don't work well. When I get up and take the water bottle out of my luggage, I take a sip and get out of the tent and move my body. I'm still in the carriage all day, so I need to move my body actively.
Meshi begins at the same time as the sun rises. In the morning Meshi also takes all the supply troops. Take it as wierd as we talk about today's planned itinerary. When that's over, we load everything up in the carriage and leave. We got in the carriage, too.
"Mr. Frederica.
"Yes.
"Here you go.
I give Miss Frederica the simple cushion I made yesterday.
"What's this?
"Uh, lay it under your ass. Probably should be a lot better.
"Oh, I see. Thank you.
When Miss Frederica received it with Nico, she laid it snuggly under her ass. Don't make me think I needed it. Well, okay.
Miss Frederica, who is in a good mood on the cushion, is increasingly like a small animal. The sight soothes the face of the carriage. This is worth making.
The lunch break on this day is as close to the water field as it was the day before. To Miss Frederica when we get off the carriage.
"My butt hurts a lot better. Thank you.
And I was thanked. She's adorable, and I'm honestly happy for you. What makes me happy with what I make is that it doesn't change whether it's a blacksmith job or saying this. I almost caressed my head unexpectedly, but I managed to catch it.
After that it was a repetition of the same thing as yesterday until the destination. No bandits or beasts would have attacked where many armed humans were marching, because the weather never broke down in particular.
Thus, on the evening of the third day, we began camping in the square by the cave of interest. Tomorrow morning starts setting up positions.