21 Jingo by Pratchett Terry

Author:Pratchett, Terry [Terry, Pratchett,]
Format: epub
Published: 2010-04-10T22:08:31.181000+00:00

'The Klatchians must know, then,' he said. 'A detachment of Ankh-Morpork soldiery has taken ship for Klatch. An invasion force.' 'Oh, you could hardly call it-' Lieutenant Hornett began. 'The Klatchians will call it that. Besides, the trod Detritus is with them,' said Rust. Hornett looked glum. Detritus was an invasion force all by himself. 'What ships have we commandeered?' said Rust. 'There's more than twenty now, if you include the Indestructible, the Indolence and the...' Lieutenant Hornett looked at his list again, and the Prid of Ankh-Morpork, sir.' 'The Prid?' 'I'm afraid so, sir.' 'We should be able to take more than a thousand men and two hundred horses, then.' 'Why not let Vimes go?' said Lord Selachii. 'Let the Klatchians deal with him, and good riddance.' 'And give them a victory over Ankh-Morpork forces? That's how they will see it. Damn the man. He forces our hand. But still, perhaps it is for the best. We should embark.' 'Are we entirely ready, sir?' said Lieutenant Hornett, with the special inflection that means 'We are not entirely ready, sir.' 'We had better be. Glory awaits, gentlemen. In the words of General Tacticus, let us take history by the scrotum. Of course, he was not a very honourable fighter.' White sunlight etched dark shadows in Prince Cadram's palace. He too had a map of Klatch, made of tiny coloured tiles set into the floor. He sat looking at it pensively. 'Just one boat?' he said. General Ashal, his chief adviser, nodded. And added: 'Our scryers can't get a very dear picture over that distance, but we do believe one of the men to be Vimes. You recall the name, sire.' 'Ah, the useful Commander Vimes.' The Prince smiled. 'Indeed. And since then there has been a lot of activity all along the docks. We have to take the view that the expeditionary force is setting out.' 'I thought we had at least a week, Ashal.' 'It is certainly puzzling. They cannot possibly be prepared, sire. Something must have happened.' Cadram sighed. 'Oh, well, let us follow where fate points the way. Where will they attack?' 'Gebra, sire. I'm sure of it.' 'Our most heavily fortified city? Surely not. Only an idiot would do that.' 'I have studied Lord Rust in some depth, sire. Remember that he doesn't expect us to fight, so the size of our forces really doesn't worry him.' The general smiled. It was a neat, thin little smile. 'And of course in attacking us he is piling infamy upon infamy. The other coastal states will take note.' 'A change of plan, then,' said Cadram. 'Ankh-Morpork can wait.' 'A wise move, sire. As always.' 'Any news of my poor brother?' 'Alas no, sire.' 'Our agents must search harder. The world is watching, Ashal.' 'Correct, sire.' 'Sarge?' 'Yes, Nobby?' 'Tell me again about our special qualities.' 'Shut up and keep pedalling, Nobby.' 'Right, sarge.' It was quite dark in the Boat. A candle swung from a bracket over Leonard of Quirm's bowed head as he sat steering with two levers.

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