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An hour later they were all sufficiently rested to be able to move out again. They did not run or trot now, but Truja still set a brisk pace along the road.
They were about two hours farther on when they saw a cloud of dust on the road ahead. They stopped, and Truja told Blade to slip into the bushes that bordered the road. He obeyed, and from his hiding place he heard and saw what followed.
There were four women, each wearing a large yellow triangle on their tunics. They approached at a run, and as they did Blade could see that they had been ru
They slowed slightly as they saw Truja.
«Hail, Messengers! What news?»
One of the four took a deep breath. «There is an army of Senar in the land! Thousands of them, thousands! They are coming to the city. Mother Kina save us, for we are all lost!»
«Nonsense!» said Truja sharply. «Mother Kina watches over those who keep her Law-and sharpen their swords in good time. Go on to the city, and tell them that also!»
The women nodded and got into their stride again. They went pounding away down the road and soon were again a cloud of dust on the horizon. Blade stepped out into the road. Truja was standing there numbly, her face working and tears glistening in the corner of her eyes.
«Why couldn't they have come just a few hours earlier?» she groaned. «Brega is doomed, doomed!»
«As you yourself said-nonsense!» retorted Blade. «Right now the best thing we can do is get back to the camp as fast as possible. We can't do anything by ourselves.»
It took them barely two days to get back to the camp of the Purple River fighters by the War House. Truja kept Blade and the women moving on hour after hour, as if every extra step they took crushed one of Rilgon's Senar underfoot. Like the run through the city, the march was an ordeal for Blade. But again, he kept on going.
When they reached the camp on the morning of the third day, there were surprises on both sides. Himgar and the others had long since given up both Truja and Blade for dead, and were delighted to see them tramping out of the forest. On the other hand, they were far from delighted with the news that the women of the city had decided to fight a civil war just at the moment that Rilgon had decided to strike. Himgar, even more high-strung and nervous than usual, nearly burst into tears at that news.
For Blade and Truja, the surprise was to find that nearly five hundred farm women had joined the Purple River camp. And more were coming in every day. Some of them had been driven from their farms by Rilgon's army and lost everything but the desire for revenge. Others were simply the independent-minded. The women of the farms had never much trusted the city, always kept the Laws of Mother Kina according to their own lights, and tended to rely more on strong arms than on strong customs. As far as they could see, the Purple River people now had the strongest arms around.
«Yes, you are the best fighters now,» one of them said to Blade. «And more will think that when they hear how the Blues and Greens fight in the city. The others will come here, and if they do not come here, they will tell what they see and hear.»
In other words, thought Blade, they would be willing to act as scouts for us. They would give the Purple River army an enormous advantage. Blade doubted if Rilgon and his Blenar knew any more about scouting than they did about nuclear physics. And the women of the city-well, they seemed to be good enough fighters individually. But had they ever fought a regular battle or campaign? Of course there was the factional civil war that Idrana had just started. No doubt it would give many of the fighting women of the city experience in large-scale combat. But would it leave any reasonable number of them alive, to profit by that experience and use it against Rilgon? Blade wondered.
He went directly to Himgar and broached the notion of using the farm women as scouts. The War Councilor was dubious.
«That could mean word of our presence getting to the city,» he said. «If our scouts betray us-«
«You seem to trust the women in camp,» Blade interrupted.
«Yes, but they are under our eyes all the time. These — they would be beyond our control.»
«So what?» said Blade, a
Himgar's eyebrows went up. «Has Truja converted you to her views? Do you think we should help the women of the city defeat Rilgon and then negotiate with them?»
Blade had to be silent for only a few seconds before he found his answer. «Yes. The farm women have come to us in the belief that we would do this. And so have most of the women from the city. I think both would leave us at once if we simply broke camp and headed north. They would try to fight Rilgon by themselves, they would lose, and they would die. And then so would the city and everything that we might make of it. But if we stay and fight-«
«How can we?» said Himgar, half-despairing.
Blade did not attempt to conceal the scorn in his voice. «You call yourself a War Councilor, and you ask that question? Truja has pointed the way. We attack them from the rear. With the farm women scouting for us, we will have no problems finding that rear.»
«But-«
«Himgar, if you do not agree to fight Rilgon, I will join Truja. We will lead the farm women and the city women away, and you and the rest of the Purple River people can all go to the devil!» He caught his breath. «You know that I have even less reason to love the women of the city than you do. But I can see that they are worth saving, in spite of that. You ca
Himgar was silent for a much longer time than Blade had been. Finally he said quietly, «I have heard of how Truja gave you leadership of the scouts. Would you like to become War Councilor of our people in my place? If we are going to do what you suggest, perhaps you should lead.»
«No, Himgar, I am only a warrior from a distant land, and most of your people do not know me well enough to trust me. But I will stand at your right hand and give you all the advice you need.»
«In other words, you will run the battle?»
«Yes,» said Blade.
Himgar shrugged. «So be it. I trust you enough so that I trust your plan, for all that you can do to carry it out. But there are others who may have something to say.»
«I know. Rilgon. And the women of the city.»
Blade wasted no time in setting up his network of scouts. Even though Melyna was among the Purple River army's fighting women, he had little time or attention to spare for her. And there would have been little privacy for them even if he had found the time. The Purple River army and all its assorted allies overflowed the War House and spread out into the forest around it.
It helped matters that Rilgon's army sat down for nearly a week at a point three days' march west of the camp. The Senar and even the Blenar indulged in an orgy of gluttony, rape, pillage, and destruction.
«Rilgon either has no control over his army or doesn't care,» said Blade when he heard that news. «Half of them won't want to move on again. Those that do will have only half their minds on fighting.» And in fact Rilgon's army was distinctly smaller when it moved on at the end of the week.
It was moving along a course that would take it well south of the camp. That was good news for Blade. There were now just over three thousand men and women in the camp. He did not want to try moving such a large and mixed group across country with an enemy-in fact two enemies-nearby.