himself wishing he knew where the loathsome, ingenious âJaaphâ was now. He assumed Zanzibar, but thereâd been no reports. It was time to find out. âRagak may even prevail,â he admitted, returning to the subject. âThe enemy was sorely hurt. But at the least, he should make our return less difficult. We will, regrettably, have to keep the new transports that are under construction for our more considered effort.â More irony. The design for the ânewâ transports was actually quite ancient, predating the âoldâ design by hundreds, perhaps thousands, of years. But they were perfect for what Esshk now had in mind, and could quickly be assembled in huge numbers. âOtherwise, we shall finally use the greater portion of the airship fleet we have amassed. Granted, they have fared poorly against the more capable flying machines of the enemy,â Esshk confessed, âbut we have so very
many
nowâand I have seen for myself that the enemyâs machines are vulnerable to massed fire. Besides, they cannot have too many of them. One of the reasons we always considered the Celestial City secure was that Kurokawa assured me that flying enemies could not reach so far.â That was apparently true. But ships that carried flying machines could go wherever they liked.
He snorted, watching the last of the crowd disperse while Ignâswarriorsâhis troopsâmarched back down the thoroughfare. Then he looked at the Palace of Vanished Gods. âThat shall be our plan,â he said. âWe shall support Ragakâto a point. We shall bomb the Celestial City nightly, without pause, from the air.â He caught Ignâs expression and coughed a chuckle. âNever fear! Mere fire could never harm the Celestial Palace!â
âThen, Lord?â Ign asked.
âThen, General Ign, we shall arm ourselves with the latest marvels the Jaaphs left us making, and take the greatest swarm ever seen across the Go Away Strait. I . . . sense that all is upon the scale and the heart of our foe is finally in our reach. Kurokawa always said their heart was their iron ship he hated so, but ships do not take timid prey and teach them to build fleets and flying machinesâand frightfully capable armies. No, I think we shall find our enemyâs heart in the Celestial City when we return at last, and when I have devoured it, the scale will more than tip.â
CHAPTER 4
////// Indus River Valley
G eneral Halik knelt and lapped cloudy water from the Indus River with feigned unconcern, but his eyes were fastened roughly two hundred yards away on the opposite, eastern bankâand on the regiment of me-naak mounted cavalry at the waterâs edge. They were expressionless, as all Lemurians tended to be, but appeared to be watching him just as intently. He rose, shaking droplets from his snout, and ostentatiously turned his back on the enemy to gaze upon his army. It was a ragged, beaten force, encamped almost where it dropped, but through the exhaustion and resultant disability, there remained the discipline, orderâthe
pride
, that so distinguished it, even in defeat. No other Grik army had ever achieved so much.
âThat cavalry are âregulars,â from a place called Maa-ni-la,â General Shlook murmured, his snout also dripping after following Halikâs example. âI have learned to distinguish the pennants they fly.â
âThey have formidable weapons,â Orochi Niwa reminded, still staring at the Lemurians astride what might be best described as long-legged crocodiles. âShorter versions of the new breechloaders we began to see even before the battles in the Rocky Gap. Carbines, but fully capable of reaching us here.â He glanced at Halik, his expression slightly amused. Halikâs disdainful gesture had clearly been meant to impress his watching army. âI would not recommend you turn your back on Colonel Dalibor
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