
The grubby, bloody, petty, bickering, miserable, sweltering reality of medieval warfare is brought to life so convincingly that I really felt like I was there, and now have a new high bar set for any such settings in future Fantasy novels.

The chaos of war is so incredibly well imagined that it's like the author has lived it himself, though I know he hasn't. Every character is "gray", despite motivations running from noble to self-serving and everything in-between. It follows several characters on each side of the conflict (Union or North) as they fight over a hill in the middle of nowhere called The Heroes that only has two uses: it's strategic value as high ground and it's constant use as a clever metaphor in the story.

I'm glad I finally bit the bullet (see what I did there?) because this turned out to be my favorite First Law book to date. I was reluctant to start this book, despite enjoying the First Law universe, because I'd heard the plot of this book was one long military campaign, which just didn't sound like my sort of book.
