through your ruse?'
'It is,' Batu admitted. 'That is why we must be ready for battle.'
The next week was a tense one. The barbarians kept a large force on the walls and fired at anyone careless enough to enter the archers' range. The Shou kept one army on watch at all times, while the others prepared the trench around the city to receive its fortifications. At the same time, the survivors from the Army of Kao Shan spent the daylight hours laboring in distant woods or at the kilns, making bricks and sharpening poles. They were careful to stockpile these materials behind ridges and hills where they could not be seen by the Tuigan.
Yamun Khahan would not be concerned by a trench, Batu knew, for the Tuigan horses could easily jump over or into a simple ditch. However, when the khahan realized the Shou were building a defensive wall, the barbarian commander would try to attack before the fortification could be completed. Batu intended to rob his counterpart of this opportunity. By preparing the wall's foundations in advance, the Shou general hoped to erect it in a single night.
Seven days later, the ditch was ready to receive its fortifications, and the survivors from the Army of Kao Shan had stockpiled enough sharpened poles to ring the city. Batu was inspecting the trench that evening, silently lamenting the fact that there was still a shortage of bricks, when the city gate opened.
The lama rode out, waving a white flag. This time, he was alone.
Before Koja could approach the trench, Batu took twenty guards and went to meet him. By riding into Tuigan archery range, he was taking a big risk, but he did not want the lama to see the preparations in the trench.
As the two men approached each other, the guards formed a ring around both of them. Koja ignored the soldiers and continued straight toward Batu, stopping only when their mounts stood nose to nose. The lama's horse looked haggard and hungry, its ribs visible beneath its hide. Across his saddle, the messenger carried two large bags. The general almost gagged as a rancid odor filled the air.
'What news do you bring from our city?' Batu asked, eyeing the lama appraisingly. Koja's cheeks were hollow and sunken, and there were deep circles beneath his eyes. Clearly, the messenger had not eaten much in the last week.
The little man's horse pawed at the dirt, then dropped its muzzle and began gnawing at the barren ground. Koja pulled on the reins, but the starving beast would not be denied its futile search for stray grass roots. After a moment, Koja gave up on the horse, then took one of the bags off his saddle and turned it over.
Five heads fell to the ground. Though they were in the early stages of decomposition, Batu could easily see that they had once belonged to Shou soldiers. Koja's starving horse nuzzled a head and decided it was no good to eat, then went back to pawing at the ground in search of food.
Before the general could say anything, the lama overturned the second bag. Another five heads fell out. This time, Batu recognized two of the heads. One belonged to his father-in-law, Hsuang Yu Po, and another to Xeng, the Hsuang family steward.
'The mighty Yamun Khahan, Ruler of the World and Illustrious Emperor of All Peoples, sends his greetings.' Koja spoke as stiffly as he sat. 'He wishes you to know that he meant no insult by sending an escort with his messenger. He repays the courtesy you showed him by returning his guards' heads, and sends to you the heads of ten Shou commanders who fell defending this insignificant town.'
Batu barely paid the little man any attention. The general was staring at Tzu Hsuang. Though he had long ago accepted that his father-in-law had died in Shou Kuan, he could not help being shocked by the sight of the noble's gray-haired head.
A dozen contradictory emotions clouded the general's thoughts. He felt grief at the loss of a friend, and anger at the sight of a family member's mutilation. His thoughts turned to Wu and what he would to her say about her father's death. Would he reveal what he had seen? Perhaps it would be better to lie and say that Hsuang's body had never been recovered.
Koja's voice suddenly stopped droning. Batu realized that he had allowed his enemy to see his pain.
'Is something wrong, General?' Koja asked. The lama's face did not bear the smirk Batu had expected to see there. Instead, it showed a faint trace of surprise.
Batu shook his head, chastising himself for allowing familial feelings to interfere with his duty. 'Nothing's wrong,' he snapped, more harshly than he meant to. 'Is this all your master sent you to deliver?'
'No,' the lama responded. His horse moved forward to tug at a woody root. Koja jerked on the reins, then said, 'These are the words of Yamun Khahan.' He unconsciously straightened his back and sat high in his saddle. ' 'I have killed a million of your people and laid waste to a million acres of your land.' ' The lama's hand swept the horizon.
' 'I have smashed six of your armies and killed two hundred thousand of your soldiers.'' The little messenger thumped his chest dramatically, as if he were actually the one who had done all these things.' 'I have captured two of your cities and plundered all that lies within their walls.''
Koja paused, allowing ample opportunity for his audience to consider the words. Batu remained unimpressed.
The lama continued,' 'This I have done not out of greed, only to repay your treacherous attempt on my life. Now, I have learned that your emperor did not know of the attack on me. Two servants sent an assassin to my camp without his knowledge. Therefore, Shou Lung's punishment is complete. I will call an end to this war, keeping only the lands I have conquered.''
Batu stared at Koja for several minutes, shocked by what the lama claimed. Though the general had no doubt that Shou Lung employed assassins as diplomatic instruments, he could not believe an imperial servant would take such a drastic step without the Divine One's knowledge.
Finally, seeing that Koja was again scrutinizing him, the general looked toward Shou Kuan and said, 'Even if I believed this lie, it would not be worth a single foot of Shou territory.' Batu pointed at Koja's starving horse. 'Within two weeks, your horses will not be fit to ride. Tell Yamun Khahan that if I were him, I would attack soon.'
The lama frowned, clearly puzzled. 'You will not consider the khahan's offer?'
'There is nothing to consider,' Batu replied. He turned his horse away, indicating the parlay was over.
The lama did not leave. 'Please! The khahan is not lying about your assassin. You must agree or thousands of men will die needlessly.'
Batu looked at Koja out of the corner of his eye. 'If the khahan wishes his men to live, they may surrender and the emperor will take them as slaves.'
Koja sighed, exasperated. 'The Tuigan are not the only ones who will die.'
'That does not matter,' the Shou general replied coldly, regarding the priest with an icy stare. 'My men are ready to die whenever I command it.' Batu motioned to the guards. 'Send him back to his master.'
A soldier took Koja's reins. After the guard had led the messenger away, Pe and Batu's subordinate generals rode to his side. 'What did he want?' asked the adjutant.
'There isn't time to repeat it,' Batu replied. 'We must erect our wall tonight. The barbarians will attack tomorrow. Go and tell the loggers to bring their poles forward, then meet me at my tent.'
'As you order,' Pe replied.
Batu quickly assigned supervisory duties to his subordinate generals, then rode to the kilns and asked for a report. The result was disappointing. There were only enough bricks to build a wall two feet high. Nevertheless, a two-foot barrier was better than none at all. If the wall was built on the far edge of the ditch, the men standing in the trench would have nearly four feet of cover. Batu ordered the officer in charge to prepare the bricks for transport.
After leaving the kilns, Batu turned toward his tent. By the time the general arrived, dusk was falling. He paused and looked down toward Shou Kuan. Already, thousands of torches were burning in the Shou trench.
The general went inside the pavilion and found Pe waiting. While Batu's soldiers labored at the wall, the general from Chukei reviewed each unit's condition, formulated his battle plan, and issued written orders. Even with his wall, Batu was far from certain of victory. He was determined that his chances would not be fouled this time by a lack of communication or a misunderstood order.
By the time dawn came, Batu and Pe had finished their plans. Though the adjutant could not keep from yawning, the general was far from tired. Anticipation of the coming battle invigorated him. He fastened his scabbard onto his belt, then led the way out of the tent.
'Dispatch the orders, Pe,' the general said. 'I'm going down to inspect our wall.' He mounted his horse and rode down the hill.
