Conan the Relentless by Roland Green

Author:Roland Green
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Fantasy, Conan (Fictitious character), Fiction, General
ISBN: 9780812509625
Publisher: Tor Books
Published: 1992-03-08T17:05:49.520000+00:00

Eloikas's men had speed, the slope, and an ordered line on their side. They also had a king slain, ordriven into the wilderness, to avenge, and their own reputation to restore.Syzambry's rabble vanished like a dancer's silken veil flung into a blacksmith's forge. Flight did notsave a good many of them. A score or more died in the first shock, and as many more died with woundsin their backs. The Guards' blood was up, and they were a pack that no hunter could easily call off fromtheir prey.Conan did not try to. He held the free lances in play until Raihna joined him, turning their flank asthey had sought to turn Conan's. Two men died with Raihna's steel in their back before the rest knew ofthe fresh danger. Then the four survivors divided, two against each opponent.Two skilled free lances was no light matter even for the Cimmerian. When one of them was almostas big as he, it was a serious affair. Conan had the edge in speed, though, and he used it to hold bothmen at a distance while he sought an opening.It came when the larger free lance crowded his comrade away from Conan, jealous of the right todeal the Cimmerian what he thought would be the final stroke. This left a gap between the two men.Conan hurled himself into it, feinting with his dagger to draw the smaller man still farther out of position.The feint succeeded. Facing only one dangerous opponent now, Conan beat down the larger man'sguard, hammered his sword from his hand, then chopped the hand nearly from the wrist. The man reeledback, gaping at his spouting arm and dangling hand. He was still gaping as Conan slashed him across theface, and he fell back screaming and spitting blood and teeth.Conan whirled, certain that the smaller men would have returned to the fight. Instead, he saw atangle of arms and legs as four of his Guards swarmed over the free lance."Don't—" the Cimmerian began."Conan!" It was Raihna, putting into his name the cry for help she was too proud to utter.Conan wasted no time in joining Raihna and her opponents. Nor did he waste the opportunity onefoe's back gave him. He leaped, jerked the man's head back, and heaved him off his feet. The man wentdown with a thud and a clatter of armor, and Conan finished the hapless fellow's fighting by hammeringhis head on the ground.By the time Conan knew that they had a prisoner, Raihna had opened a safe distance from hersurviving foe. The man had a longer blade than she, though, and seemed to have no purpose left in life butto sink it into Raihna's flesh.He signally failed in that purpose. At the sound of Conan's footsteps, he left an opening for Raihna.Her sword opened his neck, and his head wobbled as strength left him. Then he toppled, and Raihna'sdagger ended his last writhings.The mask was gone from Raihna's face as she rose to face the Cimmerian, her expression like ashe-wolf that had just brought down the finest stag in the forest.

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