Kobo: A Story of the Russo-Japanese WarStrang, Herbert
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Kobo: A Story of the Russo-Japanese War
Strang, Herbert
Russo-Japanese War, 1904-1905 -- Juvenile fiction
Before they reached the river one of the Manchu peasants who had been
captured, seizing a favourable moment, felled the man in charge of him
and scrambled down an almost perpendicular declivity. A dozen shots
followed him before Bob could interfere to stop the fusillade. The
sound of the shots echoed and re-echoed over the hills; they must be
heard by any Russians who happened to be in the neighbourhood, and if
heard they would certainly bring the enemy upon the track. For several
miles Bob turned at intervals anxiously to look back; there was no sign
of pursuit. But, unknown to him, ten minutes after the unfortunate
incident a Manchu had galloped up to the spot where the firing had taken
place, and there, hidden behind a rock, had watched the disappearing
tail of the procession. His fierce eyes lit up as he looked. In a few
moments he was galloping back. The Manchu was Chang-Wo.
The cavalcade crossed the river. It was a question of the direction
they should take. There were probably Russians between them and the
Japanese lines, it would therefore be well for them to strike south-east
in order to give the enemy as wide a berth as possible. Bob pointed out
that this would probably cause the loss of a day; but Kobo replied that
he would rather lose one day, or even two, than run the risk of his
information never reaching General Kuroki. Bob noticed that the safety
of himself or of the party never entered into Kobo’s calculations. With
him it was merely a weighing of advantages, with the sole consideration
how best his news might be delivered.
On the south side of the Yalu the fugitives saw on all hands traces of
the Russian occupation. Almost every village had been sacked and
burned; the country was for the most part deserted; the few Koreans who
were seen wandering in disconsolate helplessness about the sites of
their ruined homes scuttled away in terror when Bob’s cavalcade
approached. They were evidently afraid lest the party should be a band
of raiders come to capture and destroy the little that the Russians had
left.
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