The dawazz pointed to the easternmost craft.
“You see him steersman? That ship?”
Anastasius nodded.
Again, Ousanas shook his head sadly. “Him great sinner. Soon be taken by Shaitan.”
“How soon?” demanded Anastasius.
“Soon as skill allow. Javelin weapon of skill. God very stingy with javelin. Miser, almost.”
Anastasius snorted and turned away. Again, he drew his bow. Again, his arrow found a mark in the crowd.
The pirates drew closer. There had been no rocket volleys for some time, but now another six were fired off. Belisarius noted that the kshatriyas manning the rockets had adjusted the angle of the firing troughs. Where before the bamboo half-barrels had been tilted upward, they were now almost level.
These rockets did not soar upward like a javelin. They sped in a more or less flat trajectory barely a few feet above the water. And they struck with devastating impact. At that range, they could hardly miss. Belisarius was fascinated to see one rocket hit the sea at a shallow angle and then bounce back upward, like a flat-thrown stone skipping across water. That rocket did as much damage as any when it slammed into the bow of an Arab ship.
Almost half of the pirate fleet had now been struck by the missiles. Two ships were listing badly and had ceased their forward motion. Two others were burning furiously, and their crews were jumping overboard.
But it was obvious the Arabs had no intention of breaking off the attack. The pirate vessels now began to scatter, spreading out in such a way as to give less of a massed target for the rockets. The sailors on the surviving galleys helped those who had jumped from stricken ships to clamber aboard.
Five pirate vessels were now sinking or burning out of control, and at least one other seemed out of the action. But Belisarius did not think that the actual number of warriors had been significantly reduced. Most of those who had jumped into the sea had been taken aboard other vessels. The remaining craft were now jammed with men.
Another volley of rockets was fired. All of them but one missed, however, soaring through the space now vacated by the galleys. Even the one which struck a ship simply glanced off harmlessly. That rocket continued to soar across the sea until, suddenly, it erupted in a ball of flame and smoke.
Belisarius scratched his chin. It occurred to him that the rockets did not actually seem to—explode—on contact. He remembered, now, that several of the rockets had exploded a few seconds after striking a ship. The effect had been the same, however, for the force of their flight had driven the rockets right through the thin planking of the Arab ships. And, regardless of the timing of the explosions, the rockets burned so fiercely that they almost invariably set the ships afire.
Still—
“With the right armor and tactics,” he mused aloud, “I don’t think these rockets would be all that dangerous.”
Valentinian turned to him with a questioning look.
“Play hell with horses, General,” commented the cataphract.
“True,” agreed Belisarius. “Those shrieking hisses and explosions would panic the brutes. No way to control them.” Suddenly, he grinned. “I do believe the infantry has just made a great comeback!”
“Shit,” muttered Anastasius. “He’s right.”
Valentinian groaned. “I hate walking.”
“You hate it?” demanded Anastasius. “You haven’t got an ounce of fat on you! How do you think I feel?”
Garmat interrupted worriedly. “Night has almost fallen.”
It was true enough. It was still barely possible to make out the intact pirate ships in the gathering darkness, but not by much.
“New moon, too,” added Eon. “There won’t be any light at all in a few minutes.”
Another volley of rockets was fired. Belisarius noted that the kshatriyas had angled all six of the troughs around so that all of the rockets were fired toward a single ship. Even so, only one of the rockets struck. Fortunately, the missile hit directly amidships and exploded with a satisfying roar. That vessel, clearly enough, was doomed.
Just before the last glimmer of daylight faded, it was possible to see the pirate galleys beginning to surround the Indian ship. They were now keeping a distance, however, waiting for nightfall. Between that distance, and being widely spread out, it was obvious that the rockets were no longer of much use.