Lowder - Crusade

T he formation of the Tuigan charge was clear now, though the sun at the enemys back and the high, waving grain sometimes hid the horsewarriors from Azouns sight. As the king had guessed, the khahan had organized his warriors into three rough lines, each about three men deep.

At a few hundred yards, the bulk of the enemy reined in their horses and stopped. A group about half the size of the Army of the Alliance, perhaps fifteen thousand men, raced forward. A steady rumble of drums accompanied the heavy thunder of their horses hooves pounding the ground.

Theyre going to test the line! Farl shouted, waving his sword in the air. The first line gripped their shields a little tighter and braced their polearms for the impact. In the second rank, captains shouted orders to the archers, who tested the pull of their bowstrings one last time.

Azoun turned his destrier to get a better look at the four groups of archers, then drew his sword. The king could see Brunthar Elventrees standardthe mace, spear, and chain symbol of Battledale in gold upon red clothat the rear of the closest formation of bowmen. Like all the groups of archers, the dalesmans was fortified with dozens of long, sharpened stakes. The palisade formed by the wall of spikes tilted down the hill, ready to repulse an enemy charge.

The king gave the signal for the archers to fire when ready, and Brunthars standard wavered in the light wind crossing the field. Six thousand archers drew their bows as one and leaned back, seemingly to point their arrows at the low-hanging sun.

THE EMPIRES TRILOGY

HORSELORDS
David Cook

DRAGONWALL
Troy Denning

CRUSADE
James Lowder

CRUSADE
The Empires Trilogy: Book Three
1991 TSR, Inc.

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The Kings Men

K ing Azoun IV of Cormyr paced back and forth before a window in his castles highest tower. After two or three steps in the circular room, the king paused and threw open the wooden shutters. Restlessly clasping his hands behind his back, he looked out on Suzail, the capital of his rich and expansive kingdom. What the monarch saw of the city from that vantage troubled him greatly.

Suzail sprawled contentedly in the bright, early spring sunshine. As on most mornings in good weather, crowds filled the narrow streets, heading toward or returning from the capitals bustling marketplace, doing what people in most of western Faeruns larger cities did each day. Servants ran from their masters homes to shops, then returned with goods purchased. Watchmen, dressed in the livery of their office, settled disputes and kept the peace. Wealthy merchants argued among themselves about the price of ivory or cloth or wheat. Freebooters and sailors wandered through the various inns and taverns, searching for a new adventure or just a good barroom brawl. In all, Suzail looked that morning much like it had for all of King Azouns twenty-five-year reignpeaceful and prosperous.

Unclasping his hands, Azoun ran his fingers through his silver-shot brown beard. Why hasnt it affected them, Vangy? the king asked without turning around.

Eh? a voice sighed. What did you say?

Azoun turned slowly to face Vangerdahast, royal magician of Cormyr, chairman emperius of the College of War Wizards. The paunchy mage was hunched over a chessboard, staring intently at the finely carved ivory pieces. In the bright cold light from the window, Vangerdahast looked to be the veteran of fifty winters or so. Azoun knew better. Despite the color in his wrinkled cheeks, his steady gaze and steady hands, the royal magician was well over eighty. His magic had helped him stave off old age for many years now.

Why hasnt the Tuigan invasion affected my subjects? the king repeated. Do they think the war wont touch them at all? Theyre going about their lives as if nothing is wrong.

Straightening his back with a short groan, Vangerdahast cast a quick glance at his opponent in the chess matcha short, stout man with gray hair and sparkling blue eyesthen turned to Azoun. The mage recognized the puzzled tone in his kings voice, which told him that Azoun was genuinely bothered by the subject hed broached. Vangerdahast had heard that inflection many times since he had been hired by King Rhigaerd II, Azouns father, to tutor the young prince in heraldry and ethics. However, the tone had never been so prevalent in Azouns voice as it had been since the Tuigan horsemen interrupted trade between Faerun and the eastern lands of Kara-Tur a little over a year ago.

Actually, Your Highness, Vangerdahast began, youve already answered your own question, though calling the Tuigan incursion a war might be a bit premature. When Azoun didnt object, the wizard continued. The barbarians have done little so far that really touches the lives of the average Cormyrian. Since they charged through Rashemen into Ashanath last fall, theyve not moved west. Must I remind you that the nearest Tuigan is well over one thousand miles to our east, on the other end of the Inner Sea? Having barbarians camped there is hardly a direct threat to Cormyr.