Chapter 46
“This is life,” Brand said, blithely, as he leaped from his steaming horse. “And death,” Ughtred answered, gravely. “God grant that Theos may not know many days such as this.” Brand fixed his field-glasses and swept the scene below. “Enemy advancing crescent shape in loose formation,” he remarked. “Your men capitally entrenched. Masked guns, too, and cavalry in reserve. Your Majesty, how long have they been shelling the trenches?” “All day,” Ughtred answered, with a faint smile. “Our losses are less than fifty wounded. This is their second advance. The first cost them a thousand men.” An A. D. C. galloped up the hill with a report. Ughtred gave a few rapid orders and retired for a few minutes to consult with his officers. Below, the din of battle grew louder. Through the films of smok
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