‘Perhaps he is right.’
‘Perhaps. I cannot disprove his theories, but I tend towards disbelief. I have conversed with demons who serve a greater demon, and I have known holy men who claim to have spoken with God. Whereas I, more powerful than most, have never felt the need to serve either God or the Devil, and neither of them has seen fit to approach me.’
‘How will you know when Taliesen has left the Highlands?’
‘Oh, I will know.’
In the morning Leofric felt that he had a caged horse inside his skull, trying to kick its way to freedom. His head pounded and the bright sunlight induced a feeling of nausea. Jakuta Khan, who seemed untouched by the excesses of the night before, sat quietly, watching the dawn. Leofric stumbled from the tent and made his way to the stream, where he stripped off his tunic and bathed in the clear, cold water.
Wet and shivering, he dressed and walked to the Baron’s tent. As he had expected the Baron was already awake, and was sitting at his travel desk examining maps. Leofric entered and bowed. ‘Good morning, my lord. I trust you slept well?’
The Baron rubbed at the black leather eye-patch he wore. ‘I have not slept well since that damned bird tore out my eye. What news?’
‘The scouts are not in yet sir. Shall I fetch you breakfast?’
‘Not yet. How do you think they will defend the pass?’ The Baron spread out a series of maps on the rug at his feet. Leofric crouched down and studied them.
‘They have few choices, sir. My spies tell me the Pallides had pledged themselves to Sigarni. That brings the total of her force to just over three thousand – not quite enough, I would imagine, to defend the eastern slope. They would be too thinly stretched and we could outflank them. The western slope is shorter, but that would mean leaving a gap in their eastern defences, through which a force of cavalry could ride, creating havoc in their villages. Of course, they may try to defend both slopes, or they may, if desperate, choose to occupy the flat-topped hill at the north end of the pass. The slopes are steep and a shield-ring would be hard to penetrate.’
‘In what way do you see this as a desperate move?’ enquired the Baron.
‘We would surround them, and there would be no means of escape. They would be gambling all on being able to hold us, wear us down, then counter-attack.’
‘I agree,’ said the Baron. ‘So which do you believe they will choose?’
‘I am not a warrior, my lord, and I do not fully understand their mentality. I would, however, think it likely they will try to occupy the western slope. It is wooded, and covered with boulders. We would be forced to attack many times to discover the areas in which they are weak.’
‘Aye, they’ll try to be canny,’ said the Baron. ‘That black traitor Asmidir will see to that. Their line will be of varying strength, at its most powerful where an attack is likely.’ He stabbed his forefinger at a point on the first map. ‘Here, where the slope is not so steep, and here, where the tree line thins. We will attack both simultaneously with the infantry. But the cavalry will strike here!’
‘The highest ground? Is that wise, my lord?’
‘Asmidir knows the way we fight, Leofric. Therefore we change. If I am wrong we will lose a few score cavalry, but the outcome will remain the same. What of supplies?’
Leofric rubbed at his eyes, praying that his head would stop pounding. ‘I commandeered as many wagons as were available, my lord, and they should start arriving by late this afternoon. The men will be on short rations until we take the Pallides villages and the cattle there.’
‘We have your negligence to thank for that,’ snapped the Baron. ‘I shall not swiftly forget the fall of your impregnable forts. If you were not my cousin, I would have had you flayed alive.’
‘I am very grateful to you, sir,’ said Leofric dutifully. The sound of horsemen approaching allowed him to avoid further embarrassment and he rose swiftly and moved outside. The first of the scout troops were returning. Lightly armed on fast horses, they could move swiftly across the countryside. All were veterans of many campaigns, and had travelled with the Census Taker in the autumn in order to accustom themselves to the land.