Chapter Thirty-Two
Schutz Ridge
“How many?” called to the men.
“At least a dozen, but there could be more,” one soldier answered, pausing to catch his breath. “They’re swarming from the north.”
“What if they’re from that bunch that tried to attack New ?” remarked.
“Could be. We can’t take the risk in thinking they might have low numbers. We get out of this forest where they have the advantage.” Raising his sword to signal to his men, yelled orders at the top of his voice. “Free the prisoners! Mount your horses! Head for Schutz Ridge! Leave the wagons and tents! We don’t have time to waste! Go, go, !”
Free the prisoners! Mount your horses! Head for Schutz Ridge! Leave the wagons and tents! We don’t have time to waste! Go, go, ! began running toward the area where the horses were
