Well, not much happens, very slowly. Tons of dialogue though. For a tough cynical warrior, Killcoin sure talks a lot. Couldn't connect with any of the characters. The scribe is presented as a boy but describes his years of scribing after university so that's confusing. That would put him somewhere in his twenties. He's not an appealing character, just someone filling the role. None of the characters are appealing, in fact. The company interacts totally by throwing banal insults back and forth, and they don't seem to care much for each other as well.
Some reviewers say they think this is a great book because it doesn't have any sorcery, just swords, and few enough of those. But leaving out the magic doesn't make it better, it just makes it different. If you want strictly non-stop hard-nosed bloody battles with no magic, then try Paul Kearney's The Ten Thousand for how it's done.
I'm left mystified why this is receiving such high marks from readers. Book of the year as the first review suggests? No, that would be Blood Song or The Red Knight, not this. I will not be following up with the vastly over-priced sequel.