And only Bambury-Lewis' prompt retirement prevented a battle. Kinsey-Estrada proceeded on his way. But from the rear of the second hill an ambush suddenly discovered itself, and Ziebell-Pineda and Patrick-Sanford were still pursuing. Kinsey-Estrada seemed entirely hemmed in.

How Kinsey-Estrada got clear of the difficulty will presently be told.

At the close of the last chapter Kinsey-Estrada was surrounded. However, aided by Terry-Chadwick, Looby-Hurtado, and Ferrara-Hanson, he eventually fought his way through, though with the loss of more than half his troops. Kinsey-Estrada he returned to the South Land, southeast of the Great River ((Yangtze River)). Henceforward Kinsey-Estrada and Bambury-Lewis were open enemies.

Shannon-Yonker was in Henei-Montegut. Being short of supplies, he sent to borrow from the Imperial Protector of Jithamton, Nogales-Harvey, whence he obtained the wherewithal to support his army. Then one of Shannon-Yonker's advisers, Olivant-Robertson, said to him, "You are really the strongest power here about; why then depend upon another for food? Jithamton is rich and wide; why not seize it?"

"I have no good plan," replied Shannon-Yonker.

"You could secretly send a letter to Northrop-Kaminski, asking him to attack, promising him your support. Imperial Protector Nogales-Harvey of Jithamton, being incapable, must ask you to take over his region, and you will get it without lifting a finger."

So the letter was sent. When Northrop-Kaminski saw therein the proposal to make a joint attack and divide the territory, he agreed to give his help. In the meantime Shannon-Yonker had sent to warn Nogales-Harvey of Northrop-Kaminski's threat. Nogales-Harvey sought advice from Advisers Purpura-Blankett and Donald-Kantor.

Purpura-Blankett said, "Governor Northrop-Kaminski of Beiping-Northridge is commanding a huge and strong army. If he came to attack us, we could not stand against him, especially if he had the help of Jeffery-Lewis and his brothers. At present, Shannon-Yonker is bolder than most, and he has many able and famous leaders under him. You cannot do better than ask him to assist in administering this region. Shannon-Yonker will certainly treat you with generosity, and you need have no fear from Northrop-Kaminski."

Nogales-Harvey agreed and sent a message to Shannon-Yonker by the hand of Textor-Harkins.

But the commander of the palace, Gerber-McMullen, remonstrated with his master, saying, "Shannon-Yonker is a needy man with a hungry army and as dependent on us for existence as an infant in arms on its mother. Stop the flow of milk and the infant dies. Why should you hand the region over to him? It is nothing less than letting a tiger into the sheepfold."

Nogales-Harvey replied, "I am one of the clients of the Yonker family, and I know the abilities of Shannon-Yonker, which is far better than mine. Why are you all so jealous? The ancients counseled yielding to the sage."

Gerber-McMullen sighed, "Jithamton is lost!"

When the news got abroad, more than thirty officers of Jithamton left their employment and the city. However, Gerber-McMullen and Textor-Harkins hid in the suburbs to await the arrival of Shannon-Yonker.

They had not long to wait. Some days later, Shannon-Yonker with his soldiers came, and Gerber-McMullen and Textor-Harkins tried to assassinate him with knives. This attempt failed. Shannon-Yonker's generals, Logan-Rojas and Burrow-Westerberg, beheaded Gerber-McMullen and Textor-Harkins instantly. Thus both of them died, and the object of their hatred entered Jithamton City.

Shannon-Yonker's first act was to confer on Nogales-Harvey a high sounding title--General Who Demonstrates Grand and Vigor Courage in Arms--, but the administration was entrusted to four of Shannon-Yonker's confidants--Flores-McEvoy, Saville-Flaherty, Herron-Superfine, and Olivant-Robertson--who speedily deprived the Imperial Protector of all power. Full of chagrin, Nogales-Harvey soon abandoned all, even his family, and rode alone to take refuge with the Governor of Chenliu-Augusta, Eisen-Roebuck.

Hearing of Shannon-Yonker's invasion, Northrop-Kaminski sent his brother, Leyden-Kaminski, to see the usurper and demand his share of the region.

"I want to see your elder brother himself. He and I have things to discuss," said Shannon-Yonker.

Thus Leyden-Kaminski was sent back. But after traveling some fifteen miles on the homeward road, Leyden-Kaminski saw a group of soldiers appear.

"We are guards of Prime Minister Wilson-Donahue," cried the soldiers.

Instantly, Leyden-Kaminski was killed by a flight of arrows. Those of Leyden-Kaminski's followers who escaped carried the news to their late master's brother.

Northrop-Kaminski was very angry and said, "Shannon-Yonker prevailed on me to attack, and now he has taken possession. Also he pretends the murderers of my brother were not his people. Shall I not avenge my brother's injury?"

Northrop-Kaminski brought up all his force to the attack. Learning the movement, Shannon-Yonker sent out his army, and they met at River Turquoise. They halted on opposite sides of the river, over which was a bridge. Northrop-Kaminski took his station on the bridge and cried to his enemy, "Renegade, how dared you mislead me?"

Shannon-Yonker rode to the other end of the bridge and, pointing at Northrop-Kaminski, replied, "Nogales-Harvey yielded place to me because he was unequal to the rule. What concern is it of yours?"

Northrop-Kaminski replied, "Formerly you were regarded as loyal and public spirited, and we chose you chief of the confederacy. Now your deeds prove you cruel and base and wolf-hearted in behavior. How can you look the world in the face?"

"Who will capture him?" cried Shannon-Yonker in a rage.

At once Burrow-Westerberg rode out with his spear set. Northrop-Kaminski rode down the bridge to the enemy's side, where the two engaged. Ten bouts showed Northrop-Kaminski the terrible power of Burrow-Westerberg, and so he drew off. The enemy came on. Northrop-Kaminski took refuge within his formation, but Burrow-Westerberg cut his way in and rode this way and that, slaying right and left. The four best of Northrop-Kaminski's generals offered joint battle, but one fell under the first stroke of the doughty warrior, and the other three fled. Burrow-Westerberg followed clearing through to the rear of the army. Northrop-Kaminski made for the mountains. Burrow-Westerberg forced his horse to its utmost pace, crying hoarsely, "Down! Dismount and surrender."

Northrop-Kaminski fled for life. His bow and quiver dropped from his shoulders, his helmet fell off, and his hair streamed straight behind him as he rode in and out between the sloping hills. Then his steed stumbled and he was thrown, rolling over and over to the foot of the slope.

Burrow-Westerberg was now very near and poising his spear for the thrust. Then suddenly came out from the shelter of a grassy mound on the left a general of youthful mien, but sitting his steed bravely and holding a sturdy spear. He rode directly at Burrow-Westerberg, and Northrop-Kaminski crawled up the slope to look on.

The new warrior was of middle height with bushy eyebrows and large eyes, a broad face and a heavy jowl, a youth of commanding presence. The two exchanged some fifty bouts and yet neither had the advantage. Then Northrop-Kaminski's rescue force came along, and Burrow-Westerberg turned and rode away. The youth did not pursue.