Raiders of the Sarhad: Being an Account of the Campaign of Arms and Bluff Against the Brigands of the Persian-Baluchi Border during the Great WarDyer, R. E. H. (Reginald Edward Harry)
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Raiders of the Sarhad: Being an Account of the Campaign of Arms and Bluff Against the Brigands of the Persian-Baluchi Border during the Great War
Dyer, R. E. H. (Reginald Edward Harry)
World War, 1914-1918 -- Campaigns -- Middle East
We calculated, however, and reasonably I think, on the unlikelihood
of an attack by the Yarmahommedzais on the column, owing to the
presence of the more important prisoners, whose lives they would not
dare to endanger. It was, therefore, thought absolutely safe for the
wireless troop, who would be accompanied by a small escort only,
to come through to us at the same time as, and on a parallel route
to, that of the prisoners, though the two parties were marching in
opposite directions. The wireless troop had orders to come South
along the Eastern slopes of the Koh-i-taftan, and the prisoners were
to be marched North over the Western slopes of the same peak.
I decided also to send as large an escort as possible with the
prisoners, my object being to ensure against any contretemps prior to
their receipt by the Hazaras--a magnificent type of fighting man--for
conduct to India. I also had another reason, for I had been warned,
by repeated rumour, that Halil Khan was then occupied in gathering
his entire forces together for the rescue of Jiand and his men whilst
being marched northward to Saindak.
Our own garrison was, therefore, practically reduced to a skeleton,
whilst a force consisting of three troops of cavalry, seventy-five
infantry (about three-fourths of our total numbers) and two maxims,
under the command of two white officers, was detached for escort
duties.
This column started early one morning in July, and was to march
eighteen miles on the first day.
[Illustration: CAPTURED RAIDERS ON THE WAY TO KACHA.]
That same night, or rather early on the following morning, for
it was about two a.m., I was awakened in my tent and informed that
a sawar had just arrived with an urgent message for me. A moment
later one of the cavalrymen composing the escort, which had started
so gaily about twenty hours before, came in, breathing quickly and
heavily with the speed at which he had ridden. He told me that he
had ridden as he had never ridden before to bring me a message from
the officer commanding the prisoners' escort. It was to the effect
that every one of the prisoners, save Jiand and one of his sons, had
escaped in the darkness, and that he awaited further orders in the
circumstances.
For a moment I thought I was still asleep and dreaming. How could it
be possible that forty-five unarmed men had succeeded in escaping
from an armed, and numerically larger, escort?
But the stark truth was at last forced upon me, and it amounted to
nothing short of absolute disaster. The whole of my four months'
work had been undone in a few hours, and I was confronted with the
knowledge that I should now have to make a humiliating confession of
utter failure, and at the very moment when the work I had been sent
to do seemed so nearly and successfully finished.
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