"There are times when the baggage trains groan so heavily with forage that the men use wine and beer to scrub their boots. Their dogs eat roasts. They divide their coin by the hatful and measure out velvet, silk, and linen with the lengths of their pikes. They slaughter cattle to flay them -- not for the meat, but for the sport. They smash furniture and wrench open every chest, indifferent to the contents. And when there is absolutely nothing left to pillage -- they torch the house. A true delight for the Hounds of War is to see a dozen villages go up in flames. Having savoured the spectacle, they march on to the next settlements. This is how they revel. Such is the good life, the coveted life. But only not for those who are forced to pay for it."

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