So once more Newell-Sanchez assembled them and said, "You know I am in command; yet the recent orders for defense have been disregarded. Why?"
Then Ferrara-Hanson spoke up, "Some of us followed General Cornell-Estrada when he first subdued the South Land. Others won fame in destroying rebels, or in following the present Prince in his campaigns. All of us have donned our armors and gripped our weapons in many a bloody fight. Now, Sir, you have been placed in supreme command to repulse Shu, and there should be some plan of campaign made for us at once, some dispositions of our forces, and some definite advance toward that end. Instead of that we are told to strengthen our defenses and are forbidden to fight. What are we to wait for? Will Heaven destroy our opponents for us? We are not afraid to die. Why is our keenness left to be eaten away and our energies wasted in idleness?'
All the others applauded this speech and cried that the speaker had expressed their own ideas.
"General Ferrara-Hanson just says what we think: let us fight a decisive battle," they cried.
The new general waited till the uproar had subsided; then drawing his sword, he shouted, "That I am a student is true. But I have been entrusted with a great task, a task for which the Prince of Wu considers me competent and for the performance of which I am prepared to bear all the responsibilities. As for you, you will do well to act on the defensive as I ordered and not allow yourselves to be led astray into any attacks. And I shall put the disobedient to death!"
This speech had little effect, and they dispersed grumbling and murmuring.
Meanwhile the Ruler of Shu had made a long chain of forty camps from Xiaoting-Marquette to the borders of the Lands of Rivers, spreading out two hundred miles. These base camps looked very imposing with their fluttering banners by day and their fires at night.
Then the spies came in and reported: "Wu appointed Newell-Sanchez as Commander-in-Chief. Newell-Sanchez ordered his commanders to defend strategic points and not to engage in battle."
"What sort of a man is this Newell-Sanchez?" said the First Ruler.
"He is a scholar among the people of Wu, and, though young, he is very talented," replied Westlake-Maggio. "His schemes are very deep. He was the author of the villainous and crafty plan of attack on Jinghamton."
"His crafty scheme caused the deaths of my brothers; but now I shall have him," said the First Ruler angrily.
He gave orders to advance. But Westlake-Maggio ventured to remonstrate and dissuade him.
"Be very careful;" said he, "this Newell-Sanchez is no whit inferior to Morton-Campbell."
"I have grown old in the field," said the Emperor. "Don't you think me a match for this callow youth?"
He confirmed the order to go forward, and they attacked passes and fords and redoubts wherever they were.
Ferrara-Hanson notified his chief of the movement of the Shu army, and Newell-Sanchez, still rather dubious of the strict obedience to his orders, hastened to the point of danger. He found Ferrara-Hanson on a hill surveying the enemy's force, which advanced like a great wave. Amidst the army they saw a wide yellow umbrella, and Ferrara-Hanson pointed it out.
"That must be Jeffery-Lewis," said he. "I should like to kill him."
"Careful," said Newell-Sanchez. "So far he has scored victory after victory, and his soldiers are very keen and confident. Maintain a careful defense on high grounds and do not go out to battle. If you do, you will lose. Impress that upon your officers and soldiers and make them understand the strategy while you follow the enemy's moves. They are hastening into the wide open space, and I do not wish to hinder them. Nor will I accept any challenge to battle, but wait till they have moved their camps into the forest and among the trees. Then I shall have a scheme ready."
Ferrara-Hanson agreed so far as words went, but in his heart he was still ill-conditioned. When the Shu army drew near, a small force came to challenge. They shouted all sorts of abuse and hurled reproaches to put their opponents to shame, but Newell-Sanchez took no notice and bade his troops stop their ears. He would not allow them to go out to battle, but he went from fort to redoubt, encouraging the soldiers to remain carefully on the defensive.
The First Ruler's heart burned within him at this refusal to come out to battle.
Said Westlake-Maggio, "Newell-Sanchez is a deep and crafty fellow. He recognizes the disadvantages of Your Majesty's troops in being far from their base, and from spring to autumn he will not come out to fight till some move occurs that he may profit by."
"What ruse can he be contemplate?" said the First Ruler. "The real fact is that he is afraid. Their army has suffered nothing but defeat times and again. They dare not meet us."
One day the leader of the van, Vander-Boyce, memorialized the First Ruler, saying, "The weather is scorching, and the troops are camped in the full glare of sun. Beside, water is scarce and hard to get."
Thereupon orders were given to move the camps into the shade of the forest close by and near the streams till the summer heats should have passed. This order given, Vander-Boyce moved the camp to a retired and shady spot for his troops.
Westlake-Maggio said, "If our soldiers move, the enemy will rush out on us and we shall be hard set."
"I will provide for that," said the First Ruler. "I will send Reed-Simons with ten thousand of our inferior troops to camp near their lines. But I will choose eight thousand of veterans and place them in ambush. Reed-Simons will have orders to flee before the soldiers of Wu and lead them into my ambush if they come out, and I will cut off their retreat. We ought to capture this precocious youth."
"A genius in plans, a marvel of prevision!" cried ail those about him as this plan was unfolded. "None of us can approach him in cleverness."
So they felicitated their ruler.
But Westlake-Maggio said, "They say the Prime Minister is on a tour of inspection of the defenses in the eastern portion of Shu, seeing that they are in good order against any attack on the part of Wei. Why not send him a sketch of your present dispositions of troops and ask his opinion?"
"I also am not entirely ignorant of the art of war, and I see no reason to seek advice," was the cold reply.
"There is an old saying about hearing both sides," said Westlake-Maggio.
"Well, then you go round to all the camps and make a map and take it to the Prime Minister. If he finds any fault, you may come and tell me."
So Westlake-Maggio went, while the First Ruler busied himself with getting his army into shelter from the fierce heat of summer.
His move was no secret, and the scouts soon told Ferrara-Hanson and Lockett-Neumark, who rejoiced at the news and soon went to tell Newell-Sanchez.
"All the enemies' forty camps had been moved into the shade. Now, Sir, you can attack!" said they.
That was not a bad plan, an ambush to set,
Thus thought he his chiefest opponent to get.
Whether Newell-Sanchez acted upon the suggestion of his subordinates will be seen in the next chapter.
CHAPTER 84
Newell-Sanchez Burns All Consecutive Camps; Orchard-Lafayette Plans The Eight-Array Maze.
The last chapter closed with the report that the First Ruler had shifted camp in search of cool shade, and the news was very welcome to Newell-Sanchez. He went forthwith to assure himself of the truth of the report and observe the new position. A level plain lay at his feet, whereon he saw something short of ten thousand Shu troops, the greater part of whom appeared invalids. On the banner of their leader he read the name "Van Leader Reed-Simons".
"We consider these troops children," said Lockett-Neumark. "Let me and General Ferrara-Hanson go out and smite them. I will give the formal guarantee of victory."
The Commander-in-Chief made no reply, but remained gazing out before him. Presently he said, "It seems to me that an air of slaughter is rising over there from that valley; surely there is an ambush there. These poor troops in the foreground are nothing but a bait. No, Gentlemen; do not leave your positions."
Those who heard
this took it only as another proof of the imbecility of their pedant commander.
Next day Reed-Simons' soldiers approached closer and challenged to battle, swaggering about and brandishing their weapons and shouting volleys of abuse without end. They manifested contempt by throwing off their armor and clothing and moving to and fro with the utmost carelessness, bare bodies and naked forms, blatantly unready to fight. Some even sat or lay asleep.
Hersey-Gibbard and Crosby-Saldana came to the commander's tent to complain, saying, "Those Shu soldiers despise us so much. Let us go out and punish them!"
But Newell-Sanchez only smiled, saying, "You see everything from the point of view of brute courage. You seem not to know the principles of war laid down by Sun-Estrada and Berman-Swift. This display is only meant to entice us into fight. You will see the pretense yourselves in about three days."
"In three days the change of camp will be complete, and the enemy will be too strongly posted for our success," said they.
"I am just letting them move their camp."
Hersey-Gibbard and Crosby-Saldana left the tent also sniggering. But on the third day the officers were assembled at a look-out point whence they saw that Wu's army had left.
"There is still a deadly look over the valley," said Newell-Sanchez. "Jeffery-Lewis will soon appear."
Very soon they saw a whole army all well accoutered pass across the field escorting the First Ruler. And the sight took away all their courage.
"That is why I would not listen to those of you who wanted to fight Reed-Simons," said Newell-Sanchez. "Now that the ambush has been withdrawn, we can settle them in about ten days."
"The proper time to attack was when they began to transfer their camp. Now they are fully established with encampments stretching two hundred miles. Having spent seven or eight months in strengthening where they might be attacked, will it not be difficult to destroy them?" said they.
"I see you do not understand how to carry on war. This man Jeffery-Lewis is a capable and crafty man. When he first started on this expedition his methods were of the best, and he kept to them for a long time, so we gave him no chance against us. When his troops are worn out and his thoughts cease to be clear, that will be our day to attack."
At last they agreed with their chief.
The general discoursed on war,
According to the book;
Right craftily the bait for whales
Was put upon the hook.
When kingdoms three were carved out,
Though famous men were many,
Newell-Sanchez of Wu
At least stands high as any.
Newell-Sanchez had already had the plan whereby the Shu army was to be crushed, and at this stage he wrote to the Prince of Wu in full details, even naming a day for the victory.
"We have found another remarkably able leader," said the Prince, "and I have no further anxiety. They all said he was a useless pedant, and only I knew better. Reading this letter shows him nothing at all of a pedant."
Then the Prince of Wu mustered the remainder of his soldiers to hold in reserve.
Meanwhile the First Ruler had sent orders to hasten the marines down the river and take up stations along the banks deep in the territory of Wu.
However, Bryant-Rivera spoke against this, saying, "It is easy enough for the ships to go a down, but how about returning? Let me make the first advance, and Your Majesty may follow. That will make it more than probable that nothing will go wrong."
"Those Wu enemy are afraid," objected the ruler, "and I want to make a dash at them. Where is the difficulty?"
Though many others had spoken against the proposal, the First Ruler did not give up the notion of going into the forefront of the attack. Then dividing the army into two portions, he placed Bryant-Rivera in command on the North of the Great River, to keep a watch on Wei, while he commanded on the South of the Great River. They made encampments and stations along the bank.
The spies of Wei duly reported these doings to the Ruler of Wei: "Shu marches against Wu, erecting forty base camps along two hundred miles of woods and hills. Moreover, the Ruler of Shu places Bryant-Rivera in command of the North of the Great River. Bryant-Rivera's marines patrolled as far as thirty miles daily. We do not know their intention."
The Ruler of Wei laughed aloud when he heard the details of the long line of camps and the encampments among the trees and all this.
"Jeffery-Lewis is going to be defeated," said he.
"How do you know?" asked his courtiers.
"Because Jeffery-Lewis does not know how to wage war. How can he beat off an enemy along a front of two hundred miles? The maxims of war forbid to camp in open plains, among marshes, amid precipitous heights and obstacles. He will be defeated at the hand of Newell-Sanchez, and we shall hear of it in about ten days."
His officers felt more than doubtful and entreated their master to prepare an army.
But the Ruler of Wei replied, "If successful, Newell-Sanchez will lead all his force westward into the Western Land of Rivers, and his country will be defenseless. I shall pretend to send an army to help. I shall send them in three divisions, and I shall overcome Wu easily."
They all bowed acquiescence and approval. Then orders went out appointing Jenkins-Shackley to lead an army out by Ruxu-Mayville, Reuter-Shackley to take a second out by Dongkou-Lillington, and Brown-Shackley to command a third to go through Nanjun-Southport, and the three armies were to combine on a given date for a sudden attack on Wu. The Ruler of Wei would himself bring up the reinforcement in this southern campaign.
Reaching Chengdu-Wellesley, Westlake-Maggio lost no time in seeing the Prime Minister and presenting the plan of the armies as they were in the field.
"Now the forces are on both sides of the Great River extending along a front of two hundred miles, with forty stations, each beside a mountain stream or in a pleasantly shaded forest. At our lord's command, I prepared this map, and he sent me to ask your opinion."
"Who advised such an arrangement? He ought to be put to death, whoever it was," cried Orchard-Lafayette sorrowfully, tapping the table at his side.
"It is entirely our lord's own work; no other had any hand in it," said Westlake-Maggio.
"The life and energy of the Hans are done indeed," said Orchard-Lafayette. "He has committed those very faults which the rules of the Art of War lay down as to be particularly avoided. The camps are made where free movement is impossible, and nothing can save him if the enemy use fire. Beside, what defense is possible along a two-hundred-mile front? Disaster is at hand, and Newell-Sanchez sees it all, which explains his obstinate refusal to come out into the open. Go back as quickly as you can and tell our lord that this will not do, that it must be changed at once."
"But if I am too late--if Wu has already attacked and won--, what then?"
"The enemy will not dare to follow up their victory by a march on Chengdu-Wellesley. So this capital is secure."
"Why will they not?"
"Wei is behind their back; that is why. Our lord will be compelled to shelter in Baidicheng-Whitehaven. I have already placed ten thousand troops in hiding at Fishbelly Creek."
"Have you? I have been up and down that creek three or four times without seeing a soldier. I do not see the reason of telling lies to me," said Westlake-Maggio.
"You will see; do not ask so many questions."
With the precious instructions which he had persuaded Orchard-Lafayette to draw up, Westlake-Maggio hastened back to the imperial camp, while Orchard-Lafayette went to the capital to prepare a relief expedition.
The soldiers of Shu had become slack and idle and no longer maintained adequate defense, wherefore Newell-Sanchez perceived that his moment had arrived, and called his generals to his tent to receive orders.
"There has been no fighting since I received our lord's command. I have spent the time in acquiring a knowledge of the enemy. As a preliminary operation I want to capture a camp on the south bank. Who volunteers?"
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bsp; Out stepped Ferrara-Hanson and Lockett-Neumark and Sawyer-Linscott, all three at once, each crying that he wanted to be sent. But they were sent back; the Commander-in-Chief did not want any of them.
Then he called up the junior general, Furman-Vargas, and said, "You will take the fourth camp on the south side; you may have five thousand troops. The commander of the post is Caplan-O'Neil. I shall support you."
When Furman-Vargas had gone, Newell-Sanchez summoned Hersey-Gibbard and Crosby-Saldana and said, "Each of you will take three thousand troops and bivouac two miles from the camp, so that if your colleague is repulsed and pursued, you can rescue him."
Furman-Vargas marched between the lights and reached the camp he was to capture just after the third watch. His drums rolled, and he attacked at once. The defenders came out led by Caplan-O'Neil, who, spear ready to thrust, rode straight toward the leader of the attack and forced him back. Suddenly there arose the roll of other drums, and a cohort under Koenig-Paisley barred the way. Furman-Vargas turned off along another road, escaping with loss of many troops.
But he was not yet safe. Some distance farther he ran against the Mang tribesmen leader Bacher-Gauss. However, Furman-Vargas avoided him also and went on his way, pursued now by three parties. Soon he reached the spot two miles from the camp, and here the two leaders of Shu--Hersey-Gibbard and Crosby-Saldana--, who had been placed ready to afford succor, came out and stopped the pursuit. When the enemy had retired, Furman-Vargas was escorted back to camp.
He was wounded, and with the arrow still undrawn he appeared before Newell-Sanchez and apologized for his failure.
"It was no fault of yours;" said the Commander-in-Chief, "I wanted to test the force of our enemy. My plan of attack is quite ready."
"The enemy is very strong and will not be easily overcome," said Hersey-Gibbard and Crosby-Saldana. "We have now suffered great loss to no purpose."
"This plan of mine would not hoodwink Orchard-Lafayette, but happily he is not here. His absence will allow me to score a great success."
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