The Armies Of Mars

: Other World Life

As the two returning birds passed the marching soldiers, their riders

evidently delivered some message to the captains, for the soldiers

suddenly broke forward in a run, using their long cross-bows with great

dexterity as jumping staves. Placing the outer end upon the ground ahead

of them as they ran, they leaped and hung upon the cross-piece with

their hands. The springy resistance of this tough wood imparted to them

forward motion with its rebound, and they scaled great distances at

each jump. The whole company did it in concert, and they made almost as

great speed as if they had been riding bicycles. The slingers were

consequently left far in the rear.



Less than half way up the incline the archers stopped, arranged their

bow-thongs, and selected feathered arrows from a pouch slung over their

shoulders.



"They can never hit us from that distance!" I exclaimed; "a rifle would

not carry so far."



"You forget the weak gravity which will bend their course down very

little, and the thin air which will barely resist their flight; this is

a model planet for archery," he answered. "Quick! drop behind your

shield! They have fired the first volley!"



A torrent of the shafts fell all about us, and many pelted against our

shields. Those which struck the soft earth of the bank sank into it and

stuck there, but those which struck our steel were shivered and broken.



"Sit still and let them shoot away their arrows," I whispered. "This

will soon be over."



The next volley came with a little more force, as if they had marched

further up the hill. One or two arrows fell very near me, and I reached

for them to examine their construction. They were made of the hollow,

filmy stock of a rather tough reed, and were pointed with a chipped

stone tip, which was brittle, but not harder than porous chalk.



"That stuff wouldn't pierce my two coats, to say nothing of the linked

steel shirt," I sneered. "I will show them what fools they are!" and I

walked boldly out to the brink and faced them. They let fly a quick

volley with a concerted shout. As I saw the arrows start, I turned my

back and bent down my head quickly. Perhaps a dozen of the slim reeds

pelted me, and then I stooped over and gathered up as many as I could

find, and broke them all in my hands before their eyes.



This sent a hum of excited jabbering through their ranks, and they fired

no more. I stood watching them, and presently I grasped my two hands

together and shook hands with myself, to try to convey to them the idea

that we were friendly; but it must have carried no meaning to them. By

this time the slingers had come up, and I retired behind my shield to

await their action. The archers seemed very glad of their arrival, and

yielded the foremost place to them. I noted their operations carefully,

and saw them place something, which did not look like a round stone, in

the pocket of their slings, and then they whirled it long and

cautiously. Suddenly they discharged it with a swift movement of their

bodies backward, which landed them on one knee.



"Wide of the mark!" I cried, as the missiles sailed off far to the right

of us. But just before landing they bent a sharp, surprising curve, and

lacked but little of hitting us behind the shields! The things they had

thrown were the thin, concave shells of a large nut, and the trick of

discharging them gave them their peculiar flight.



"I don't like this throwing around the corner!" exclaimed the doctor.

"With a little truer aim they will be able to hit us behind anything."



"Hurry, bring your shield over behind mine, and face it the other way,"

said I; "then we will crouch between the two in safety."



He did this just in time, for some of the next volley actually curved

around and hit his shield, but none struck mine in front. However, the

shells which fell near us were of light weight, and would not have

bruised us much with heavy clothing on. Presently their pelting ceased,

and we concluded that they were planning something new. We decided to

let them know that we were not hurt, so we emerged; and I tried throwing

the shells back with my hand, but I could not control their erratic

course. When they saw this they jeered at me, and I itched to treat them

to just one pistol shot, only to show them what child's play their

fighting was! Presently we saw what they were waiting for. Far down the

road the two great birds were returning harnessed together, and dragging

behind them an enormous catapult. Tied across their backs were two stout

darts, seemingly twelve feet long and three inches square. Each of them

had a wicked-looking barbed tip.



There was a pleased and confident jabber among the slingers and archers

below as the birds arrived. The catapult was turned about toward us, and

lashed tightly to stakes driven in front and behind. Then the birds were

hitched to the cord of the immense bow, and they pulled it far back,

until the men made it fast in a notch. The cross-piece had now become

almost a half-circle, quite ten feet in diameter. The captain of a

company of archers acted as gunner, and carefully adjusted the catapult,

aiming it evidently at our shield. Upon seeing this we placed the two

shields together, and leaned them both inward toward us, so as to make

their angle with the upward course of the dart more obtuse, and thus

cause a glancing blow instead of a solid impact. Crouching under the

steel shelters, we awaited the dart.



Whiz-z-z it whistled up through the thin air! Bimm-m! it struck the top

of our outer shield, and glanced off as we had hoped. The outer steel

rattled and banged against the inner, and both shields pressed hard over

against us, but not the slightest damage was done.



We went out to watch them load the second dart. They evidently saw the

impotence of the glancing blow, and were noisily discussing it. A

captain of the slingers was arguing hotly with the gunner, who was

finally persuaded to take his aim a little lower. Then a hum of approval

went through the throng.



"They do think a little, but they are not secretive!" I sneered,

flopping our inner shield over flat on the ground. "Come, sit on this,

Doctor, and we will lean the outer shield over us, and snuggle in

between them as cosy as two oysters! Let them fondly imagine they can

shoot us through this pasty soil, and keep their own counsel better

after this!"



It was not a bad guess on my part; for the second dart struck the edge

of the cliff, bored through the loose soil, and thumped our lower shield

with a dull thud that lifted us from the ground. But the point and

edges of the dart were blunted, and crumbled with the blow, and I could

find no dent in the shield.



"See, the birds are returning to the city in haste for more darts!" said

the doctor. But I was interested in examining the first dart, which had

fallen a few hundred feet behind us. Its shaft was of roughly-hewn,

spongy wood, and it weighed far less than half the mass of soft pine

would on Earth. Its tip was not metal, but chipped stone--crumbly, like

the arrow-heads. Either they did not know the metals, or they were too

rare to be used in their arts. And it was to be supposed that they would

use the hardest stone they had for arrow-heads and dart-tips.



I carried the shaft easily upon my shoulder forward to the edge of the

cliff. This surprised even the doctor a little, for four Martians had

been necessary to put it in place upon the catapult. It must have

astonished them still more, for they were staring at me so blankly that

I was tempted to toss the dart down their gaping throats!



"Give them just one dose of their own medicine!" suggested the doctor.



"Perhaps I had better teach them to keep their dangerous weapons at

home," I said; and, balancing the dart easily above my head, I aimed it

carefully at a dense group around the catapult. I threw my whole force

into the thrust, and sent the shaft whizzing down at them. Then I

staggered back, quite exhausted by the effort and gasping for breath.



"Good God! You have impaled two of them upon the dart!" cried the

doctor, "and it is causing a panic in the whole army!"



And when I sprang up to look, I saw two writhing Martians, much shrunken

in size and dying upon the dart. The terror-stricken archers and

slingers were scattering and scurrying in every direction, regardless of

the shouted orders of their captains. The foremost of the impaled men

wore a beard, and was no other than the gunner of the catapult.



"I am sorry for the poor devils!" I exclaimed. "I had no idea they were

so soft and tender. They have shrunk like a pricked balloon!"



"They thought they could prick us like that, and let the life ooze out,"

said the doctor. "There is no danger that they will shoot any more at

us. The whole army is afraid that you will throw down the other dart."



Nevertheless, other companies of archers and slingers were seen leaving

the palace, and the birds were already returning with two more darts.

And the soldiers below were gaining courage and responding to the

rallying cries of the captains, who were halloing and pointing toward

the edge of the cliff, down in the direction of the cataract. I looked

quickly that way, and instantly shouted,--



"To the rifles, quick, doctor! The other two birds have ascended the

cliff, and are racing toward us along its edge. Take careful aim at the

head of that front one. Afterward, let drive two random bullets into his

body!"



Urged on by their riders, who with their hands swayed the long necks of

the birds in unison with their rhythmical stride, these two-legged

giraffes, with the wild look and sharp beak of an eagle, swept

menacingly toward us.



"Ready now!" I cried, as the foremost came within fifty feet of us.

"Fire!"



Two sharp reports almost simultaneous, with a less thunderous explosion

than on Earth, but singing in a higher key and flaming vastly more,

startled and terrified the Martians. Then crack! crack! bang! bang! four

other shots in swift succession, followed by the terrific croaking of

the wounded Terror-bird, which fell ponderously forward, kicking

violently and beating the ground wildly with its head.



Seizing my broadsword in a flash, I dealt it such a blow upon the neck

as quite to sever the head from the body. There was a gush of red blood;

and those who have seen the antics of a decapitated chicken, may

correspondingly multiply the corpse and imagine the confusion that now

ensued.



"Stand ready for the second bird!" I shouted to the doctor; but on

looking, I saw that the other animal refused to be urged forward, after

seeing the fate of his companion. His rider was half-hearted in his

efforts, and was watching the forward rider, who had been severely

thrown with the bird's fall, and badly bruised by the kicking and

threshing. He seemed to realize that he was in our power, and was

thoroughly desperate. With a wailing cry he rushed at me with open arms,

as if to embrace death, for I still held the sword. Dropping the weapon,

I grappled with him, catching him about the wrists, which shrank under

my grasp. He seemed to have scarcely the strength of a child; and

everywhere I touched him, his flesh yielded like the flabby muscles of a

fat baby. I bent him over backwards, then swung him around and caught

him by the shoulders, and whirled him around my head. Finally, I tossed

him over the edge of the cliff, where he landed among some bushes, and

scrambled down as fast as he could, glad to have saved his life. The

other rider had turned his bird back toward the cataract with all

possible despatch.



"The whole army below us is now thoroughly demoralized!" said the

jubilant doctor. "Many of them fled dismayed on hearing the firing, and

others screamed and ran away when they saw you decapitate the bird. But

your wrestling with the rider, and flinging him about like an infant,

was an object lesson none of them could stay to see repeated. I saw one

trembling fool slink back to cut the thong of the catapult, so that we

could not use it on them. They have wholly abandoned the attack!"



"If this is the worst they can do, I will undertake to make myself king,

and you prime minister here, within twenty-four hours!" I ejaculated,

decidedly pleased with the idea. "And I will maintain supremacy with a

standing army of a thousand Terror-birds!"



"The consciousness of superior strength always brings that desire for

conquest," answered the doctor. "We must not allow it to master us, but

we must push our advantage. Look! the panic of the first ones reaching

the city is spreading to the new companies marching out. They are

trampled over by the fleeing host, they turn and mingle with the

frightened mob in one struggling, terror-stricken mass! Come, let us be

into the projectile and after them. With a few booming shots above their

heads, we will make them think their Thunder-gods have come!"



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