"They are so many," breathed Vis. "purely there are not so many arrhendimin all Shathan. We cannot find that many arrows."
"Or time to fire them," said Larrel.
Morgaine stepped closer to the edge. Vanye seized her arm, anxious, although the distance was far and the chance was small of being seen in this sheltered point against the rocks. She regarded his warning and stopped. "This place," she said, "is impossible to hold, even if we would. The slope on the other side is too wide. This height would become a trap for us. But the enemy's circle is not yet closed. If the arrhendimcould be brought before they start to work at us with fire and axe, and if we could keep the horde from breaching Nehmin's gates"
"It can be done," said Lellin. "Grandfather, it must."
"We cannot fight," said Merir, "not after their fashion, armored and with horses. We are not like them, of one mind and one voice."
"Yet we must have help," Morgaine said, "of whatever fashion."
"Do not trust-" Roh said, edging forward; Vanye whipped out his dagger and Roh stopped still a distance from Morgaine, leaning against the slanting rock. "Listen to me. Do not trust appearances with the Shiua. I taught them. Hetharu took the whole north of Shiuan in a matter of days. He is a student more apt than his teacher."
"What do you reckon of them?"
Roh looked toward the river, grimacing into the wind and the light. "Eight, ten thousands there, if they extend much beyond that point of the trees. What they have coming in on the other side of Nehmin three times that many. Probably more coming up that little river north of here, until they have us framed. Any riders of ours who try to escape this wedge of land now will be cut down. They are screened in brush and on every side of us. This show-is to distract us."
"And the higher crossings of the Nara? How many are we dealing with?"
"Believe that Shiua will have reckoned first of those crossings. Every possible escape will be held. And the whole number of the horde that is uncounted; even the khaldo not know. But they reckon a hundred thousands-all fighters, killers. Even the young ones. They plundered their own land and killed their own kind to come here into this one. A man who falls even to the children will be cut to pieces. Murder is common among them; murder, and theft, and every crime. They will fight; they do that well when they think their enemy helpless."
"Shall we," asked Merir, "believe that advice this one gives?"
Morgaine nodded. "Believe," she said softly, "that this man wishes you well, my lord Merir. His own land was such as Shathan, even more so in the age before him, which he may remember-in his better dreams. Is it not so?"
Roh looked at her, shaken, and reached forth a hand to the rocks, leaning there.
"My lord," said Morgaine, "I do not think even the arrhendimcould fight with more love of the land than this man."
A moment Merir looked on him. Roh bowed his head, looked up with eyes glittering with tears.
"Aye," Merir said, "aye, I do think so."
The voices from the lower meadow chanted the louder. The sound began to strike them with immediacy, reminder of their danger.
"We cannot stay here," Vanye said. "Liyo-"
She stepped back; but Merir lingered, and unslung the horn which he carried silver-bound and old and much cracked.
"Best you get to horse," said the old lord. "We are bound to attract notice. It is a strange law we have, stranger-friends, that no horn shall ever be blown in Shathan. And yet we do keep them, silent though they have been these fifteen hundred years. You asked the arrhendimbe summoned. Get you to horse."
She looked beyond him, to the horde which swarmed toward the hill. Then she nodded, started back quickly with the others. Only Lellin and Sezar stayed.
"We shall not leave them," said Sharrn.
"No," Morgaine agreed. "We shall not. Ready their horses for them; I think we shall have a hard ride leaving this place."
They reached the horses and mounted up in haste.
And of a sudden came a low wailing that grew to the bright, clear peal of a horn. Vanye looked back. On the height they had quitted Merir stood, and sent forth a blast which rang out over the meadow exhausted, he ceased, and gave the horn to Lellin, who lifted it to his lips. Uncertain the sound was at first, in the raging shout of the horde who took it for challenge. Then it rang out louder than all the voices of the enemy, woke echoes from the rocks, and sounded again and again and again.
There was silence for a moment; even the voices of the horde were stilled by that.
Then from far away came another horn-call, faint as the wind in leaves. A howl from the enemy drowned it, but the faces of the arrhendimwere wild with joy.
"Come!" Morgaine shouted at the three, and now they left the high rocks, Lellin and Sezar helping the old lord.
Vanye led the white mare across their path, gave Merir the reins as the two youths helped him into the saddle; then Lellin and Sezar ran for their own horses as Morgaine turned them all for the trail off the hill.
They ran, weaving in and out the trees of the grove, around the rocks; and sudden and chilling came a howl on their right, on the gentle slope of the hill. Shiua were pouring up it toward them.
"Angharan!"the cry went up, Angharanl Angharan!That to them was Death.
A bolt of red fire came from Morgaine's hand, a single arrow from Perrin's bow. Several of the horde fell, but Morgaine did not stay for more, and Vanye spurred his horse between her and them, bent low for the hazard of branches and answering fire. The down-trail was before them. They hurtled down that winding chute, the horses twisting and turning at all the speed they could manage.
The enemy had not yet reached the point of the hill; at the bottom of the trail Morgaine bent low and headed Siptah for the forest and the path concealed there, and in that moment Vanye cast a look over his left shoulder. There were Shiua aplenty running up the slope of the meadow, foot and riders, demon-helms with barbed pikes and lances.
Sharrn and Dev, Perrin and Vis and Roh: they rode rearguard, and sent a few arrows back. Larrel and Kessun were with Merir, guard to him, for Lellin and Sezar bore no weapons all too vulnerable they were, with three of their number unarmed. But into that arrow-fire which shielded them the Shiua were less than willing to ride.
Vanye had his sword in hand: vanguard, he and Morgaine, and there was no use for his bow in head-to-head meeting. Morgaine would pull ahead of him insisted so, for fear of taking him as she had taken one of their comrades: the black weapon and the sword needed freedom for their effective use; and in ilin'splace at his lord's left hand, shield-side. Vanye kept there now, as best he could, while they rode a mad course through land that demanded more caution. Branches raked them; horses jostled one another avoiding obstacles or making the turns. But the khalurriders, less skilled, hampered with their barbed lances and half-blinding helms, could not follow so swiftly here, and in time the sounds of pursuit faded into distance behind them.
There was a flash of white in the woods; they rounded a curve in the trail and Morgaine drew up suddenly, for there stood two of the arrha,young women.
The arrhawaved them past.
"No," Morgaine said. "You waste yourselves. Even the force of the jewels cannot hold back what is behind us."
"Obey her," Merir said. "Climb up with us. We have need of you."
It was Lellin and Sezar who took them up, being unarmed and least likely to involve them in fighting. The arrhatook their hands and scrambled lightly to the rear of the saddles. Morgaine started off again, at reckless pace as they crossed the small clearing, quickly slowed by undergrowth as they veered aside from the aisle of stones and the dome.