Saturday, August 25, 2012

THE GRIM RESULTS OF BATTLE

We walk into the grim aftermath of a ferocious battle and bury our losses.

THE GOD GAMES: Legend of Kor...Chapter Thirteen
                                                                                                                                                             
What a scene of destruction was before me. I couldn't let Molly and the children witness such a scene. Wills doctored his men with the medicines and bandages he had brought. He had a load of sugar beets and he cooked them and fed them to his men to relieve their suffering. It worked like a charm, and then Wills counted his losses. He had lost 80 men, among them 15 officers. He was shaking with rage but he immediately set up a burial detail to bury his lost men and all of the body parts that lay strewn around the whole camp.

Gog's remaining men had been hurt badly and had no sugar beets to help. They'd laid out the lost men that they could safely reach and set up a fire to burn their corpses. Then the rest of Gog's soldiers hobbled and forced their way back into Selve. There they found another unit of Gog's soldiers and the wounded were bandaged and then hidden in the woods. They were actually receiving a death sentence as none of them could live exposed to the elements for very long, and their fellow soldiers had no intention of coming back for them.

Wills surveyed the scene; fragments of body parts were collected and they and the severed heads were thrown into a ditch that they had dug. Wills' soldiers policed the grounds as best they could. They also managed to pick up a lot of empty shell casings and gathered them up to reload them one day; brass was expensive.

"Wills!" yelled Tom, "do you think it is safe to bring Molly and the children back to the carts?"

"It's as safe as we can make it, but they will have to remain in their cart."

"OK, I'll bring them back." I thought myself back to the ship and sat down and talked to Molly and the children.

"It's been a hard hit on both sides. 80 of our soldiers died and about 150 of Gog's men. There is a lot of blood and body parts. Wills says that you must stay in your cart the rest of the trip.

"The good thing is that Gog's soldiers have fled toward Mano and I am sure that Gog will now know that he is not the only force on Kor."

We locked up the ship, held hands, and were transported back to Wills' army and our cart.

There was blood everywhere and gruesome bits of bodies that had not been recovered yet. Trev and Julie surveyed the scene, then shuddered, and sat down in their cart where they could see nothing but the trees waving above and the odd butterfly and bird that drifted past. The hum of working insects filled the air and Wills shouted, "Pull out! Pull out! We do not know what lies ahead!"

Wills walked at the head of the men and carts. His sword was always unsheathed and he moved as a great lion; a giant.

We looked at him and could do no less, so we became lions and tigers in the cause of right; of light; of joy.

We traveled all day without stopping. We ate only two meals, then chewed on dried apples and biscuits, and drank from our flasks of water.

The trucks had beaten down the road for us, and we could travel fairly smoothly, so there were no more breakdowns for the carts.

We traveled on the rest of Friday with no further incidents, and when Veral began to set we put our carts in a circle, the lizards penned inside, and the duty officer circled the outside of the carts.

We slept fitfully that night, but no more trouble came along. Saturday morning we struck camp and began the final stretch of road through the mountains to the fields of Wale.

When we crossed the border into Wale, we were all stunned at the incredible richness of its soil and crops.

About 10 miles into Wale we were suddenly surprised by General Coleman and Ed. They said that they had heard of our troubles along the path and that they were there for extra protection. They had brought two units of soldiers with them. We were thankful that we had survived the attack, but felt great pain over our 80 losses, and we were only glad that we had been able to bury the lost men before we left.

General Coleman and Wills led our struggling little party into Ento where we were greeted wildly by Wills' other men.

General Coleman set Molly and the children up in his own home with his wife, Willow, and their three children. We promised to pick Molly and the children up at 6:00 a.m., on Sunday, and left them in cozy surroundings.


Tomorrow we join Ed as he helps out with General Coleman's plans for the armory and the new soldiers.


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