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defenders. A thin line of Vodi mounted on captured Torian horses was thrown
completely around the city. These men could watch the gates, intercept
messengers, and warn of the Torians trying to come out. They were not strong
enough to do much more.
In the center, the Vodi had a strong siege camp, where their heavy guns blazed
away at Tordas from behind earthworks. The commanders and the supplies might
be in that camp, but the earthworks could make it too tough a nut to
crack-unless something was happening elsewhere at the same time, to distract
the Vodi.
On the left more tents stretched away in an arc toward the beach, unprotected
except by a light palisade of stakes. That was the main camp, where the
soldiers lived.
Beyond the camps and camp defenses was the beach and the ships. Many boats and
a number of the smaller ships were drawn right up on the shore. The rest were
anchored in a ragged line stretching for several miles. The Vodi did not seem
to be worrying much about an attack from the sea.
All of this was just as Blade had heard from the reports of his scouts. That
was good. He'd made his
plans on the basis of those reports, and now he wouldn't have to change
anything. With an army like this one, enthusiastic but not well disciplined,
the fewer changes of plan the better. Changes of plan also took time, and
Tordas could not hold out much longer.
The Vodi didn't seem to be moving out to meet him, although his advanced guard
was in plain sight. That was as he'd expected. The Vodi were infantry, and
infantry fought cavalry by letting the cavalry come to them. That meant he had
the initiative for the time being.
So a quick thrust with his own mounted men, to scatter the Vodi watching the
gates. That would link up with the Torians, and perhaps draw the Vodi into a
hasty move. Once the Torians and their new and unexpected allies had fought a
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battle side by side, it would be easier to arrange things for the next stage
of the campaign. The Torian leaders would be much more willing to trust the
Kargoi and listen to their
High Baudz.
Blade scrambled down from the platform and leaped into the saddle of his
captured Torian horse. He rode at a canter out in front of the mounted troops.
There were about four hundred of them-half mounted like him, on captured
horses, the other half mounted on drends. Blade waved an arm and heard the
sound of horse hooves and drend hooves swell behind him as he galloped
forward.
Queen Kayarna reached the top of the stairs and burst out into the daylight.
She ran along the wall, ignoring the sentries, leaving her own guards behind,
paying no attention to occasional enemy shots whistling past. She ran until
she came to the corner of the wall that offered the best view toward the army
of the new enemy.
A solid column of mounted men was moving out from that army. Some rode like
the Vodi, on captured
Torian horses, while others rode the great battle oxen of the wagon people.
The horses were slowly drawing away from the oxen, although their captain was
obviously trying to slow them down. He was easy to pick out-a huge dark man,
riding a horse with almost arrogant skill and handling a Torian lance as if
he'd been born with one in his hand. He could not be very wise, though,
considering what he was doing. What sense was there in leading a wild charge
against nothing but the walls of Tordas?
Kayarna laughed. Were the oxen going to butt down the walls with their heads
and... ?
Then she stopped, and her eyes and mouth both opened wide, as all around her
the soldiers began shouting in wild amazement. The charge was sweeping over
the mounted Vodi, and they were going down before it!
This was happening, or her eyes were betraying her beyond all reason. She saw
the big captain ride at one of the Vodi and lift him from the saddle with a
lance thrust. The man crashed to the ground and was trampled out of sight
under fifty sets of hooves. The charge swept on.
Now the captain was thrusting through another of the Vodi, but this time his
lance broke off. He dropped the butt, drew one of the wagon people's long
swords, and began slashing in deadly arcs around him as he rode on. Behind him
hundreds more of his men were coming on, and before them the
Vodi were disappearing like morning dew sucked up by the sun.
Kayarna screamed out her triumph and joy, then turned and ran back for the
stairs. She had to get into the saddle and ride out to meet this captain and
his men. She had to ride out, to see these men sent by the gods themselves to
save Tor!
Blade rode at one of the Vodi who was foolishly trying to swing a two-handed
axe from the back of a
skittish horse. His own sword slashed down, cutting off both the man's arms at
once. The arms and the axe fell to the ground on one side of the horse, the
man himself fell with a scream on the other side.
Blade's horse shouldered the dead man's mount aside and he rode on.
Now Blade found himself free of enemies for long enough to look about him. The
mounted Vodi were either down, scattering wildly, or being driven into small
clusters. Around each cluster swarmed Kargoi, both mounted and on foot,
slashing with their swords and thrusting with their pikes. The Vodi were
obviously not horsemen by inclination; their cavalry was entirely improvised.
It was fighting no worse than usual for such an improvised force, but no
better either.
So on Blade's left the way was open to the gates of Tordas. In the center the
Vodi were assembling the rest of their cavalry. Some of these carried muskets,
but there were no more than a few hundred of them altogether. They didn't
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worry Blade.
What did worry him was the mass of men he saw assembling behind the Vodi
cavalry. The Vodi were gathering their infantry, two or three thousand at
least. It would not be long before they advanced, and most of the Kargoi
pikemen weren't up yet. Even when they came, would they stand up against the
muskets of the Vodi? Dust and distance made it impossible to tell if the Vodi
infantry were carrying muskets, and if so, how many. A primitive army's first
encounter with gunpowder was always a chancy business, no matter how much
they'd been told about it beforehand. The Kargoi....
Blade suddenly realized that a new cloud of dust was spreading around one of
the gates of Tordas. For a moment he thought one of the gate towers or a
section of wall had collapsed. Then he saw horsemen streaming out of the gate
under the umbrella of dust. They were all riding in a hell-for-leather style
rare even among the Torians. A white standard streamed out from a lance held
by one of the leading riders.
Blade pulled his mount's head around and cantered toward the approaching
Torians. He'd just started when someone among the Vodi also noticed the Torian
riders. The enemy cavalry lurched into motion. A
few fell off, many grabbed saddles to keep themselves on, but the whole mass
went staggering toward the Torians. Blade saw the leading Vodi raising
muskets.
Suddenly Blade recognized the white standard floating above the Torian
horsemen. It was the royal standard of Tor. One of those charging riders must
be Queen Kayarna herself! Blade couldn't understand why she'd ridden out like
this, but she had. By doing so she'd given the Vodi a chance at complete
victory in one easy stroke, before Tor's new allies could make a bit of
difference!
Blade shouted to all the Kargoi within earshot to follow him and spurred on
his own horse. It leaped forward, with Blade waving his sword and cursing
Kayarna's badly timed courage. Some of the Kargoi followed Blade because they
heard him, others because they saw him moving out and wanted to be part of
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