The long trail: A story of African adventureStrang, Herbert
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The long trail: A story of African adventure
Strang, Herbert
Adventure stories; Africa -- Juvenile fiction; Black people -- Africa -- Juvenile fiction
Challis, it must be confessed, felt very nervous. His men were as
yet only partially trained; how would they behave if it came to a
fight? Would they forget all that he had tried to teach them, and
either run away from their dreaded enemy, or rush forward in their
old disorderly manner, and fall an easy prey? He looked forward to
the test with doubt and misgiving.
But he let no sign of his thoughts escape him. Within three minutes
of the scout's arrival he had all his warriors ranged in double line.
"John," he said, "you will bring them along and down the hill after
me. Be sure you do not let them break the line."
Then, jumping on his horse, he cantered along the bed of the nullah
to the point where he had already determined to make his stand. One
of the scouts ran beside him. On reaching the spot, he left his
horse with the scout and climbed the hill on the left to get a view
of the enemy.
It was some time before he was able to distinguish them. When he
first caught sight of them they were picking their way very slowly
and cautiously along the bank of the river. They numbered, as nearly
as he could guess, about three hundred men--a force which, mounted,
armed with rifles, and used to warfare, represented terrible odds
against fewer than two hundred raw levies, on foot, and without
firearms.
Small though their numbers were, however, and in spite of their
imperfect training, Challis had no reason to be dissatisfied with the
spirit of his men. Before he regained the bottom of the hill the
whole of his force were already on the spot, so closely and eagerly
had they followed in his footsteps. Their ranks were in better order
than he had expected, and he praised them warmly, hoping fervently
that their morale would stand the shock of the imminent conflict.
Losing no time, he drew them up in order of battle. With the swamp
on his right and the hill on his left, there was no necessity to
protect his flanks. Across the space between hill and swamp he
placed a hundred of his pikemen in two ranks of fifty each. He had
still twenty pikemen--these he posted in reserve ten yards behind the
rear rank, to deal with any horsemen who might break through. Of
these John was placed in charge.
Of the sixty spearmen, who had six spears apiece, he arranged that
thirty should advance in front of the line of pikes, cast their
spears, and run back within the lines for shelter. The other thirty
he posted in the bushes fringing the hillside, with orders to remain
hidden until the leading ranks of the enemy had passed, and then to
assail the rear ranks with a fierce shower of spears.
And then, having placed his horse behind a tall bush, he stood, rifle
in hand, tense with anxiety, in the centre of the front rank of his
expectant men.
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