The War Tiger: Or, Adventures and Wonderful Fortunes of the Young Sea Chief and His Lad Chow: A Tale of the Conquest of ChinaDalton, William
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The War Tiger: Or, Adventures and Wonderful Fortunes of the Young Sea Chief and His Lad Chow: A Tale of the Conquest of China
Dalton, William
China -- History -- Tatar Conquest, 1643-1644 -- Fiction
"Awake, O my master, we are caught like rats in a trap; the rebels are
upon us!"
"What words are these, Chow?" said Nicholas, leaping off the mat, taking
the clothes and attiring himself.
"The General Kin means harm; let us escape, my master;" and Chow pointed
to the open window.
"Thou art a coward, Chow, draw thy sword, and follow," said Nicholas,
rushing with his own weapon in his hand to the walls, where, to his
dismay, he found the sentries helplessly intoxicated and lying in all
directions; but worse, there, against the walls, leaned a ladder, by
which means a body of troops were about to ascend.
"Softly, Chow," said Nicholas; and like cats they crept toward the
ladder upon their knees. Another minute, and a soldier stood upon the
uppermost round with a lighted torch in his hand.
"See, the rat makes a signal that all is right," said Nicholas, and in
another instant a blow from his fist sent the torch-bearer spinning
through the air over the heads of his fellows; then with a yell of rage
the man's next comrade jumped upon the parapet, and being received with
a violent blow in the stomach from Chow's fist, followed his companion
in arms. Another made the same attempt, but picking up the torch which
had fallen upon the ramparts, Chow dashed the burning brand in his face,
when with a wild howl of pain, the soldier fell backward, sweeping the
scaling party off the ladder as clean as if he had been a thirty-two
pound cannon ball. Then, making the most of their advantage, the boys
caught hold of the ladder and threw it over upon the discomfited rebels,
who lay sprawling at the foot of the walls.
Then, holding the torch above his head, as a signal for assistance,
Nicholas indeed saw that treachery was in high quarters, for the whole
line of walls appeared to be deserted. As for Chow, he had no sooner
succeeded in arousing the men from their stupor, and placed some at the
great guns, and others along the walls, so that another scaling party
would come within range of their matchlocks, than, perceiving a body of
the enemy moving to the front he pointed one of the cannons and applied
the torch to the touch-hole; a flash--a roar followed; but the only
effect it had upon the rebels was to cause them to send forth loud
shouts of exultation. Well they might exult, for the guns were harmless.
"The villain Kin has had the balls withdrawn," exclaimed Chow.
"Our matchlocks are useless, they have been robbed of their flints,"
said the soldiers, who had attempted to fire them at the same time as
Chow had fired the cannon.
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