The Mist and the Lightning. Part 13. Ви Корс

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      “Who is at the main gate?”

      “Maximum five people only on the cannon. The main gate is already strong. Here you are, Marmer. You know about red guns.”

      “Yes,” nodded Marmer.

      “There are enough cannon balls. Shoot, don’t regret, as soon as they poke their heads. The reds should get the impression that there are many of you there.”

      “Clear.”

      “Tazh, you and your warriors are here,” Lis indicated a point, which he marked with a pencil on the plan and signed with the name of Tazh.

      Tazh leaned forward, examining the spot Lis pointed to:

      “The task is clear.”

      “Nik with Zaf, Crassus, you are here. I am upstairs with your mercenaries, Kors, we annihilate them from above with Marcus’ lighters. You don’t allow from below to break through as well as today. How many times have you thrown them back against the wall?”

      “Ha, we lost count,” smiled Kors, recalling the madness that happened this morning and kiss of Nikto.

      “Barla needs to be taken to the basement, it will be a pity if he is wounded,” said Zaf in unclean language.

      “Eh, he is already going through the second assault,” Lis answered him in the unclean one too and grinned.

      Lis put everyone in points in his plan and explained who would be where and how to act.

      “The sewer drain is walled up, but I'm sure they will try to undermine it, you are standing on the wall at the top, Ariel, and your people, don’t allow them to do it.”

      “Yes, it is clear.”

      “Nik,” Lis turned to Nikto, “what about the Portal?”

      “I have blocked it,” Nikto answered. He didn’t take off his mask and was at the meeting in it. He didn’t even pull out the black glass that obscured his eyes, although the room was dim, and only a few candles were burning on the table. But Kors didn't care what his commanders would think, yes, his Nik looked shameful, but now Kors even liked it and it gave him perverse pleasure.

      “Does he pose a threat?”

      “I put a block long ago and during this time they tried to break through from Horn twice, but could not.”

      “And from the Ore town?”

      “No. Well… I knocked down all the landmarks, this Port is no longer visible in our World, is not visible from Ore town. For the Upper World I couldn’t do that. I just blocked it.”

      “Great!”

      “Do you understand the action of the Portal?!” Asked Prince Ariel Riel in surprise, and unlike Prince Arel, he really was the king's nephew.

      “Ariel, then read the “Upper Messenger” at your leisure, there everything is written,” the Fox cut him off sharply, – now we are discussing the current situation and the defense of the Fort.

      “I've read it,” said Prince Ariel.

      “Then all the more, what the questions?”

      Ariel said nothing.

      And Kors again admired Lis and how impudently he stopped the push on Nikto, despite Ariel’s high position.

      “If, nevertheless, they from Upper or from Horn manage to break through, Nik?” Lis didn't care about titles.

      “I hope it won’t happen,” Nikto replied, he didn’t react at all to Ariel’s words.

      “The door is locked, even if they unlock, they will not leave the basement,” said Nija, “we have closed all the doors and holes in the basements tightly. All the cracks. You cannot leave the Fort and you cannot enter it.”

      “Like a rock, exactly,” whispered Shrad quietly, “even if you want, you can’t get out.”

      “Who could have tried to reach us from Horn?” Lis said thoughtfully. “Do they care about the frontier Fort?”

      “I had an assumption,” said Kors, “that the chief of the garrison had a woman in Upper World. He went there a couple of times a month. Maybe she is worried and looking for him? I assume he has a woman or a family there.”

      “I don’t know anything about his family, he never mentioned her,” said Lis. “Marmer, what do you say? Did Digmer have a family?”

      “He is from here, from our World,” Marmer shook his head, “No, Digmer was definitely born here. He is from Ore town. I knew people who knew him, I don't know about his family. But I heard about Horn that there is no more beautiful city! It is a rich city and filled with jewels. They drink from golden cups, eat from golden dishes,” as the story progressed, the eyes of the former marauder flared up with an increasingly unhealthy, greedy gleam, and he spread his arms to the sides, as if to show wealth. The noble commanders of Kors listened to him with a haughty, slightly condescending grin.

      “And they have many, many beautiful things, and watches and pictures!”

      “And there are many of them in our rooms,” said Salafael Myrtle, “and pictures and things. Did they steal jewelry from the Horn? And here they hid it. Who would guess to look here? Everything is packed with this shit in the main tower.”

      “Oh!”

      “Okay,” said Lis, “then we'll figure it out.”

      “If it’s stolen,” Nija said, “they will come for it and try to break through and take their jewelry in any way! Can we enter into negotiations with them?”

      “That’s the last thing,” objected Zagpeace Gesaria, “to enter into negotiations with thieves!”

      “Let's defend the Fort first,” Lis interrupted them, “and then we'll decide how to sell the stolen goods.”

      And the unclean ones, Shrad and Marmer and Lis himself laughed.