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made her his
queen, over the heads of about a dozen daughters of the local nobility, whom he'd
married previously. Then he brought in this Chuldun scribe, Labdurg, and made him
Overseer of the Kingdom--roughly, prime minister. There was a lot of dissatisfaction
about that, and for a while it looked as though he was going to have a revolution on his
hands, but he brought in about five thousand Chuldun mercenaries, all archers--these
Hulguns can't shoot a bow worth beans--so the dissatisfaction died down, and so did most
of the leaders of the disaffected group. The story I get is that this Labdurg arranged the
marriage, in the first place. It looks to me as though the Chuldun emperor is intending to
take over the Hulgun kingdoms, starting with Zurb.
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"Well, these Chulduns all worship a god called Muz-Azin. Muz-Azin is a crocodile with
wings like a bat and a lot of knife blades in his tail. He makes this Yat-Zar look
downright beautiful. So do his habits. Muz-Azin fancies human sacrifices. The victims
are strung up by the ankles on a triangular frame and lashed to death with iron-barbed
whips. Nasty sort of a deity, but this is a nasty time-line. The people here get a big kick
out of watching these sacrifices. Much better show than our bunny-killing. The victims
are usually criminals, or overage or incorrigible slaves, or prisoners of war.
"Of course, when the Chulduns began infiltrating the palace, they brought in their
crocodile-god, too, and a flock of priests, and King Kurchuk let them set up a temple in
the palace. Naturally, we preached against this heathen idolatry in our temples, but
religious bigotry isn't one of the numerous imperfections of this sector. Everybody's deity
is as good as anybody else's--indifferentism, I believe, is the theological term. Anyhow,
on that basis things went along fairly well, till two years ago, when we had this run of bad
luck."
"Bad luck!" Brannad Klav snorted. "That's the standing excuse of every incompetent!"
"Go on, Stranor; what sort of bad luck?" Verkan Vall asked.
"Well, first we had a drought, beginning in early summer, that burned up most of the
grain crop. Then, when that broke, we got heavy rains and hailstorms and floods, and that
destroyed what got through the dry spell. When they harvested what little was left, it was
obvious there'd be a famine, so we brought in a lot of grain by conveyer and distributed it
from the temples--miraculous gift of Yat-Zar, of course. Then the main office on First
Level got scared about flooding this time-line with a lot of unaccountable grain and were
afraid we'd make the people suspicious, and ordered it stopped.
"Then Kurchuk, and I might add that the kingdom of Zurb was the hardest hit by the
famine, ordered his army mobilized and started an invasion of the Jumdun country, south
of the Carpathians, to get grain. He got his army chopped up, and only about a quarter of
them got back, with no grain. You ask me, I'd say that Labdurg framed it to happen that
way. He advised Kurchuk to invade, in the first place, and I mentioned my suspicion that
Chombrog, the Chuldun Emperor, is planning to move in on the Hulgun kingdoms. Well,

what would be smarter than to get Kurchuk's army smashed in advance?"
"How did the defeat occur?" Verkan Vall asked. "Any suspicion of treachery?"
"Nothing you could put your finger on, except that the Jumduns seemed to have pretty
good intelligence about Kurchuk's invasion route and battle plans. It could have been
nothing worse than stupid tactics on Kurchuk's part. See, these Hulguns, and particularly
the Zurb Hulguns, are spearmen. They fight in a fairly thin line, with heavy-armed
infantry in front and light infantry with throwing-spears behind. The nobles fight in light
chariots, usually at the center of the line, and that's where they were at this Battle of Jorm.
Kurchuk himself was at the center, with his Chuldun archers massed around him.
"The Jumduns use a lot of cavalry, with long swords and lances, and a lot of big chariots
with two javelin men and a driver. Well, instead of ramming into Kurchuk's center, where
he had his archers, they hit the extreme left and folded it up, and then swung around
behind and hit the right from the rear. All the Chuldun archers did was stand fast around
the king and shoot anybody who came close to them: they were left pretty much alone.
But the Hulgun spearmen were cut to pieces. The battle ended with Kurchuk and his
nobles and his archers making a fighting retreat, while the Jumdun cavalry were chasing
the spearmen every which way and cutting them down or lancing them as they ran.