按键盘上方向键 ← 或 → 可快速上下翻页，按键盘上的 Enter 键可回到本书目录页，按键盘上方向键 ↑ 可回到本页顶部！
————未阅读完？加入书签已便下次继续阅读！
ond guess a truly great Evocator is like pissing into the wind… satisfying when it begins； but unproductive； messy； and embarrassing as events unfold。 Marching order！ We move on！〃 And so we did； with no further excitement。 But we journeyed more slowly； wearing armor and keeping our weapons at ready。
On the following day we were ambushed。 They had laid the trap well； just where the road passed near a rock formation on one side。 On the other； bare ground offered no cover or place to flee； and there was no shelter before or after the site they'd chosen。 Their only mistake was that they should have waited until the center of our party was in the killing zone； rather than striking at our scouts。 Bowstrings twanged； and two of our men shouted and went down； then spears lofted from the boulders。 Someone howled in pain； and our ambushers screamed war cries intended to freeze our blood。 We stood； irresolute for a moment； as one of our animals screamed and reared； two arrows buried in its side。 I heard Janos shout； 〃Into them！ Into them！ Charge； you bastards！〃 Maeen overleaped one of the wounded men； sword ing out of its sheath； and he ran into the mouth of the ambush。 I saw an arrow chang off a rock next to him； then he darted behind a boulder。 I； too； was running； my blade in my hand； and behind me I heard more shouts； battle shouts this time。 I crashed through brush； around a boulder； and a man was there； arm drawing bowstring and loosing； and I do not know where that arrow went as my slash took off his arm。 Blood fountained and he cried out。 Another man was there； sword up and parrying my cut。 I recovered； half falling to avoid his thrust and awkwardly cutting at him。 My blade clanged against armor； and I was against his chest； and we swayed together。 I forehead butted； smashing his nose； and he reeled back； stumbling。 Before he could regain his balance； I lunged into a full bout； my blade burying itself to the hilt in his groin。 I nearly lost my sword as he fell； but recovered and put him out of misery。 An arrow thudded into the hard ground beside me； and I looked up to see an archer on a boulder just above me； he wore a steel capeline； and his hand was plucking another shaft from his belt quiver and fitting it to bowstring； fingers smoothly drawing back。 I saw death in his eyes； death on the tip of that war arrow aimed into my face； as Janos' hurled dagger thudded butt first into his chest。 The archer dropped his bow； stumbled back； and crashed down from his boulder。 I heard bones snap； and he shouted pain。 I was upon him then； and his head went spinning in gore as I cut with all my power。
Then there was no one left to slay。 I sagged against rocks and had a short； but quite impressive attack of the shakes。 I came back 。。。 and looked about eight enemy bodies were strewn among the rocks。 〃Eight against twenty；〃 Janos said； with a bit of admiration。 〃They were not afraid； knowing surprise doubles and doubles once more your force。〃
He retrieved his dagger and looked at it skeptically。 〃Why is it；〃 he mused； 〃in heroic epics when the hero hurls his knife； it always strikes the villain just to the heart？ Oh well； at least I hit him。 I was quite startled to not impale the boulder itself。〃
I thanked him。 Once again； my life had been saved。 Janos smiled and tried to break the tension with a jest。 〃Actually； the reason I threw that blade was to have the opportunity to discuss that wonderful lunge with which you impaled that first swordsman。 It would have scored you a great victory 。。。 on the mats。 If we were in barracks； I would make an example of you for stupid derring…do； and put you on the kitchen detail for a week。〃
〃Thank you； Sir Greycloak。〃 I laughed。 〃You sound like one of my old tutors。 Although； e to think of it； he was one of the few who had anything of value to say。〃
I turned my attention to the bowman and then the swordsman I had killed。 I； too； had been hardened by experience； able to evaluate a corpse rather than turn green and then away。 〃They were well armored； and armed；〃 I said。 〃All in uniform attire。 So they are not bandits。 And I don't believe they were the foot soldier's equivalent of our Watchers。〃
Janos was pale。 〃I can tell you who they are；〃 he said。 〃Lycanthians。 Look at that man's boots。 Or the style of his armor 。。。 or the hilt on that blade over there。 I carried such a sword myself when I first served them。〃
〃But what are they doing here！ They couldn't have followed us；〃 I said。 〃They could not have passed us hi our journey。 Or I do not think so； anyway。〃
Janos knelt over the swordsman's body and searched it。 There were a few coins…Lycanthian…in the man's pouch。 〃Did you notice；〃 he began； 〃that even though these men were all Lycanthian； they bore no banner or standard？ Nor are there markings on their breastplates。〃 He got up。 〃Sergeant Maeen！〃
〃Sir！〃
〃Have all the bodies stripped。 Pile the carcasses。 Search their possessions； and bring what you find to me。〃
〃Yes； sir！〃
While we awaited the results of Maeen's search； we began the grisly afterwork of a battle。 Amazingly； we had lost no one。 The first two men struck by arrows would not only live； but quickly heal； although one bled greatly from a wound in his thigh that required several of Janos' spells before it sealed itself； and was then poulticed and bandaged。 The other man's wounds were less severe…the arrow had struck pletely through his arm； but then blunted itself on his breastplate。 The other men who had suffered wounds appeared gory sights； but the sword slashes and a single dagger thrust would quickly heal； especially with Janos' magical art to help speed recovery。 The man wounded in the thigh and one other would ride for some days； but everyone else was but walking wounded。 The Watchers' appearance had inadvertently prepared us for this ambush。 If； indeed； it was inadvertent。
My bemused wonderings about the ghostly riders' intent； in spite of Janos' caution against trying to prognosticate a prognosticator； was broken。 Sergeant Maeen had found something： it was a small emblem that had been worn on a neck chain。 Wordlessly； Janos held it out。 I did not need any explanation。 I had seen that emblem on the breastplates of soldiers quartering the country outside Lycanth for us。 I had also seen it worked in marble in the courtyard of a great estate in the center of that evil city。 It was the house emblem of Nisou Symeon。
THE ROAD LED back to the river and stopped at a series of stone docks intended for small river craft。 There were no boats moored there。 Janos found a bit of rope hanging from an iron bitt； it was gray and old。 It had been a long time since watercraft had harbored in this place。 From here we would travel in a manner more familiar to me than this incessant mountain trekking。 I was about to order camp set and a working party go out and cut lumber for rafts when I recollected the splinters of the sunken craft Janos had found where the Shore People had once lived。
He was already taking the bits of wood out and preparing his spell。 〃This is simple；〃 he said as he chalked arcane symbols on the stone landing and drew six closed ellipses next to them。 〃It is hardly revolutionary to realize anything onc