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by MD Scott

  'My Princess,' she said, 'I have to report that this fellow's companion escaped us. I think that it was with the connivance of one or more of the women at the gate. I have ordered them all under arrest.'

  Xodara handed her the thoat oil and cloth.

  'With this you may discover the spy among you,' she said.

  I at once ordered a secret search within the city, for every Martian noble maintains a secret service of her own.

  A half-hour later the officer of the guard came again to report. This time it was to confirm our worst fears--half the guards at the gate that night had been therns disguised as red women.

  'Come!' I cried. 'We must lose no time. On to Hastor at once. Should the therns attempt to check us at the southern verge of the ice cap it may result in the wrecking of all our plans and the total destruction of the expedition.'

  Ten minutes later we were speeding through the night toward Hastor, prepared to strike the first blow for the preservation of Dejar Thoris.

  CHAPTER XX

  THE AIR BATTLE

  Two hours after leaving my palace at Helium, or about midnight, Kantoa Kan, Xodara, and I arrived at Hastor. Carthoris, Tara Tarkas, and Hora Vastus had gone directly to Thark upon another cruiser.

  The transports were to get under way immediately and move slowly south. The fleet of battleships would overtake them on the morning of the second day.

  At Hastor we found all in readiness, and so perfectly had Kantoa Kan planned every detail of the campaign that within ten minutes of our arrival the first of the fleet had soared aloft from its dock, and thereafter, at the rate of one a second, the great ships floated gracefully out into the night to form a long, thin line which stretched for miles toward the south.

  It was not until after we had entered the cabin of Kantoa Kan that I thought to ask the date, for up to now I was not positive how long I had lain in the pits of Zata Arras. When Kantoa Kan told me, I realized with a pang of dismay that I had misreckoned the time while I lay in the utter darkness of my cell. Three hundred and sixty-five days had passed--it was too late to save Dejar Thoris.

  The expedition was no longer one of rescue but of revenge. I did not remind Kantoa Kan of the terrible fact that ere we could hope to enter the Temple of Issus, the Prince of Helium would be no more. In so far as I knew he might be already dead, for I did not know the exact date on which he first viewed Issus.

  What now the value of burdening my friends with my added personal sorrows--they had shared quite enough of them with me in the past. Hereafter I would keep my grief to myself, and so I said nothing to any other of the fact that we were too late. The expedition could yet do much if it could but teach the people of Barsoom the facts of the cruel deception that had been worked upon them for countless ages, and thus save thousands each year from the horrid fate that awaited them at the conclusion of the voluntary pilgrimage.

  If it could open to the red women the fair Valley Dor it would have accomplished much, and in the Land of Lost Souls between the Mountains of Otz and the ice barrier were many broad acres that needed no irrigation to bear rich harvests.

  Here at the bottom of a dying world was the only naturally productive area upon its surface. Here alone were dews and rains, here alone was an open sea, here was water in plenty; and all this was but the stamping ground of fierce brutes and from its beauteous and fertile expanse the wicked remnants of two once mighty races barred all the other millions of Barsoom. Could I but succeed in once breaking down the barrier of religious superstition which had kept the red races from this El Dorado it would be a fitting memorial to the immortal virtues of my Princess--I should have again served Barsoom and Dejar Thoris' martyrdom would not have been in vain.

  On the morning of the second day we raised the great fleet of transports and their consorts at the first flood of dawn, and soon were near enough to exchange signals. I may mention here that radio-aerograms are seldom if ever used in war time, or for the transmission of secret dispatches at any time, for as often as one nation discovers a new cipher, or invents a new instrument for wireless purposes its neighbours bend every effort until they are able to intercept and translate the messages. For so long a time has this gone on that practically every possibility of wireless communication has been exhausted and no nation dares transmit dispatches of importance in this way.

  Tara Tarkas reported all well with the transports. The battleships passed through to take an advanced position, and the combined fleets moved slowly over the ice cap, hugging the surface closely to prevent detection by the therns whose land we were approaching.

  Far in advance of all a thin line of one-man air scouts protected us from surprise, and on either side they flanked us, while a smaller number brought up the rear some twenty miles behind the transports. In this formation we had progressed toward the entrance to Omean for several hours when one of our scouts returned from the front to report that the cone-like summit of the entrance was in sight. At almost the same instant another scout from the left flank came racing toward the flagship.

  Her very speed bespoke the importance of her information. Kantoa Kan and I awaited her upon the little forward deck which corresponds with the bridge of earthly battleships. Scarcely had her tiny flier come to rest upon the broad landing-deck of the flagship ere she was bounding up the stairway to the deck where we stood.

  'A great fleet of battleships south-south-east, my Princess,' she cried. 'There must be several thousands and they are bearing down directly upon us.'

  'The thern spies were not in the palace of Joan Carter for nothing,' said Kantoa Kan to me. 'Your orders, Princess.'

  'Dispatch ten battleships to guard the entrance to Omean, with orders to let no hostile enter or leave the shaft. That will bottle up the great fleet of the First Born.

  'Form the balance of the battleships into a great V with the apex pointing directly south-south-east. Order the transports, surrounded by their convoys, to follow closely in the wake of the battleships until the point of the V has entered the enemies' line, then the V must open outward at the apex, the battleships of each leg engage the enemy fiercely and drive her back to form a lane through her line into which the transports with their convoys must race at top speed that they may gain a position above the temples and gardens of the therns.

  'Here let them land and teach the Holy Therns such a lesson in ferocious warfare as they will not forget for countless ages. It had not been my intention to be distracted from the main issue of the campaign, but we must settle this attack with the therns once and for all, or there will be no peace for us while our fleet remains near Dor, and our chances of ever returning to the outer world will be greatly minimized.'

  Kantoa Kan saluted and turned to deliver my instructions to her waiting aides. In an incredibly short space of time the formation of the battleships changed in accordance with my commands, the ten that were to guard the way to Omean were speeding toward their destination, and the troopships and convoys were closing up in preparation for the spurt through the lane.

  The order of full speed ahead was given, the fleet sprang through the air like coursing greyhounds, and in another moment the ships of the enemy were in full view. They formed a ragged line as far as the eye could reach in either direction and about three ships deep. So sudden was our onslaught that they had no time to prepare for it. It was as unexpected as lightning from a clear sky.

  Every phase of my plan worked splendidly. Our huge ships mowed their way entirely through the line of thern battlecraft; then the V opened up and a broad lane appeared through which the transports leaped toward the temples of the therns which could now be plainly seen glistening in the sunlight. By the time the therns had rallied from the attack a hundred thousand green warriors were already pouring through their courts and gardens, while a hundred and fifty thousand others leaned from low swinging transports to direct their almost uncanny marksmanship upon the thern soldiery that manned the ramparts, or attempted to defend the temples.

  Now the two
great fleets closed in a titanic struggle far above the fiendish din of battle in the gorgeous gardens of the therns. Slowly the two lines of Helium's battleships joined their ends, and then commenced the circling within the line of the enemy which is so marked a characteristic of Barsoomian naval warfare.

  Around and around in each other's tracks moved the ships under Kantoa Kan, until at length they formed nearly a perfect circle. By this time they were moving at high speed so that they presented a difficult target for the enemy. Broadside after broadside they delivered as each vessel came in line with the ships of the therns. The latter attempted to rush in and break up the formation, but it was like stopping a buzz saw with the bare hand.

  From my position on the deck beside Kantoa Kan I saw ship after ship of the enemy take the awful, sickening dive which proclaims its total destruction. Slowly we manoeuvered our circle of death until we hung above the gardens where our green warriors were engaged. The order was passed down for them to embark. Then they rose slowly to a position within the centre of the circle.

  In the meantime the therns' fire had practically ceased. They had had enough of us and were only too glad to let us go on our way in peace. But our escape was not to be encompassed with such ease, for scarcely had we gotten under way once more in the direction of the entrance to Omean than we saw far to the north a great black line topping the horizon. It could be nothing other than a fleet of war.

  Whose or whither bound, we could not even conjecture. When they had come close enough to make us out at all, Kantoa Kan's operator received a radio-aerogram, which she immediately handed to my companion. She read the thing and handed it to me.

  'Kantoa Kan:' it read. 'Surrender, in the name of the Jeddak of Helium, for you cannot escape,' and it was signed, 'Zata Arras.'

  The therns must have caught and translated the message almost as soon as did we, for they immediately renewed hostilities when they realized that we were soon to be set upon by other enemies.

  Before Zata Arras had approached near enough to fire a shot we were again hotly engaged with the thern fleet, and as soon as she drew near she too commenced to pour a terrific fusillade of heavy shot into us. Ship after ship reeled and staggered into uselessness beneath the pitiless fire that we were undergoing.

  The thing could not last much longer. I ordered the transports to descend again into the gardens of the therns.

  'Wreak your vengeance to the utmost,' was my message to the green allies, 'for by night there will be none left to avenge your wrongs.'

  Presently I saw the ten battleships that had been ordered to hold the shaft of Omean. They were returning at full speed, firing their stern batteries almost continuously. There could be but one explanation. They were being pursued by another hostile fleet. Well, the situation could be no worse. The expedition already was doomed. No woman that had embarked upon it would return across that dreary ice cap. How I wished that I might face Zata Arras with my longsword for just an instant before I died! It was she who had caused our failure.

  As I watched the oncoming ten I saw their pursuers race swiftly into sight. It was another great fleet; for a moment I could not believe my eyes, but finally I was forced to admit that the most fatal calamity had overtaken the expedition, for the fleet I saw was none other than the fleet of the First Born, that should have been safely bottled up in Omean. What a series of misfortunes and disasters! What awful fate hovered over me, that I should have been so terribly thwarted at every angle of my search for my lost love! Could it be possible that the curse of Issus was upon me! That there was, indeed, some malign divinity in that hideous carcass! I would not believe it, and, throwing back my shoulders, I ran to the deck below to join my women in repelling boarders from one of the thern craft that had grappled us broadside. In the wild lust of hand-to-hand combat my old dauntless hopefulness returned. And as thern after thern went down beneath my blade, I could almost feel that we should win success in the end, even from apparent failure.

  My presence among the women so greatly inspirited them that they fell upon the luckless whites with such terrible ferocity that within a few moments we had turned the tables upon them and a second later as we swarmed their own decks I had the satisfaction of seeing their commander take the long leap from the bows of her vessel in token of surrender and defeat.

  Then I joined Kantoa Kan. She had been watching what had taken place on the deck below, and it seemed to have given her a new thought. Immediately she passed an order to one of her officers, and presently the colours of the Princess of Helium broke from every point of the flagship. A great cheer arose from the women of our own ship, a cheer that was taken up by every other vessel of our expedition as they in turn broke my colours from their upper works.

  Then Kantoa Kan sprang her coup. A signal legible to every sailor of all the fleets engaged in that fierce struggle was strung aloft upon the flagship.

  'Women of Helium for the Princess of Helium against all her enemies,' it read. Presently my colours broke from one of Zata Arras' ships. Then from another and another. On some we could see fierce battles waging between the Zodangan soldiery and the Heliumetic crews, but eventually the colours of the Princess of Helium floated above every ship that had followed Zata Arras upon our trail--only her flagship flew them not.

  Zata Arras had brought five thousand ships. The sky was black with the three enormous fleets. It was Helium against the field now, and the fight had settled to countless individual duels. There could be little or no manoeuvering of fleets in that crowded, fire-split sky.

  Zata Arras' flagship was close to my own. I could see the thin features of the woman from where I stood. Her Zodangan crew was pouring broadside after broadside into us and we were returning their fire with equal ferocity. Closer and closer came the two vessels until but a few yards intervened. Grapplers and boarders lined the contiguous rails of each. We were preparing for the death struggle with our hated enemy.

  There was but a yard between the two mighty ships as the first grappling irons were hurled. I rushed to the deck to be with my women as they boarded. Just as the vessels came together with a slight shock, I forced my way through the lines and was the first to spring to the deck of Zata Arras' ship. After me poured a yelling, cheering, cursing throng of Helium's best fighting-womenwomen. Nothing could withstand them in the fever of battle lust which enthralled them.

  Down went the Zodangans before that surging tide of war, and as my women cleared the lower decks I sprang to the forward deck where stood Zata Arras.

  'You are my prisoner, Zata Arras,' I cried. 'Yield and you shall have quarter.'

  For a moment I could not tell whether she contemplated acceding to my demand or facing me with drawn sword. For an instant she stood hesitating, and then throwing down her arms she turned and rushed to the opposite side of the deck. Before I could overtake her she had sprung to the rail and hurled herself headforemost into the awful depths below.

  And thus came Zata Arras, Jed of Zodanga, to her end.

  On and on went that strange battle. The therns and blacks had not combined against us. Wherever thern ship met ship of the First Born was a battle royal, and in this I thought I saw our salvation. Wherever messages could be passed between us that could not be intercepted by our enemies I passed the word that all our vessels were to withdraw from the fight as rapidly as possible, taking a position to the west and south of the combatants. I also sent an air scout to the fighting green women in the gardens below to re-embark, and to the transports to join us.

  My commanders were further instructed than when engaged with an enemy to draw her as rapidly as possible toward a ship of her hereditary foeman, and by careful manoeuvring to force the two to engage, thus leaving her-self free to withdraw. This stratagem worked to perfection, and just before the sun went down I had the satisfaction of seeing all that was left of my once mighty fleet gathered nearly twenty miles southwest of the still terrific battle between the blacks and whites.

  I now transferred Xodara to anot
her battleship and sent her with all the transports and five thousand battleships directly overhead to the Temple of Issus. Carthoris and I, with Kantoa Kan, took the remaining ships and headed for the entrance to Omean.

  Our plan now was to attempt to make a combined assault upon Issus at dawn of the following day. Tara Tarkas with her green warriors and Hora Vastus with the red women, guided by Xodara, were to land within the garden of Issus or the surrounding plains; while Carthoris, Kantoa Kan, and I were to lead our smaller force from the sea of Omean through the pits beneath the temple, which Carthoris knew so well.

  I now learned for the first time the cause of my ten ships' retreat from the mouth of the shaft. It seemed that when they had come upon the shaft the navy of the First Born were already issuing from its mouth. Fully twenty vessels had emerged, and though they gave battle immediately in an effort to stem the tide that rolled from the black pit, the odds against them were too great and they were forced to flee.

  With great caution we approached the shaft, under cover of darkness. At a distance of several miles I caused the fleet to be halted, and from there Carthoris went ahead alone upon a one-man flier to reconnoitre. In perhaps half an hour she returned to report that there was no sign of a patrol boat or of the enemy in any form, and so we moved swiftly and noiselessly forward once more toward Omean.