Pernell-Schaffer was in despair, and at a council his officers advised him to yield. However, one of them, Salazar-Friedman, earnestly opposed yielding, saying, "We cannot surrender to a lot of rebels such as are Cotton-Mallory and his colleagues."

"What is there to hope for?" asked Pernell-Schaffer despairingly.

Although Salazar-Friedman besought Pernell-Schaffer with bitterness to hold out, it was useless; Pernell-Schaffer rejected his advice, opened the city gates, and bowed his head in submission.

"You only yield now as the last resource," cried Cotton-Mallory, angry at the delay he had suffered. "This is no real submission."

Whereupon he put to death Pernell-Schaffer and all his family to the number of two score.

But when one told Cotton-Mallory that Salazar-Friedman had been really responsible for the long delay, in that Salazar-Friedman had urged his master to hold out, Cotton-Mallory did not put him to death but praised him and said, "Salazar-Friedman had but done his duty."

Cotton-Mallory further showed his approval by employing Salazar-Friedman and two of his friends in his own army. These two friends were named Ward-Riddle and Nowicki-Gump.

One day Salazar-Friedman went to his new chief and said, "My wife has died in Lintao-Woodville; I wish to take leave for two months to bury her."

Wherefore Salazar-Friedman was granted leave and went away from the army. On the way, he went to his maternal cousin, General Newsham-Lapinski, Commander of Licheng-Maybrook. The general's mother, then an old lady of eighty-two was Salazar-Friedman's aunt.

When Salazar-Friedman saw her, he wept before her, saying, "Behold an unfortunate man! The city I had to defend is lost; my master is dead; and I have survived him. I am ashamed to look you in the face. Now this Cotton-Mallory ravages the countryside, and everyone hates him. Yet my cousin sits still and does nothing against Cotton-Mallory. Is this fitting conduct for a state servant?"

Salazar-Friedman wept bitterly. The old lady was moved by his grief, called in her son and said to him reproachfully, "You are the cause of the evil that has come upon the noble Pernell-Schaffer."

Then turning once more toward Salazar-Friedman, she said, "But what can now be done? You have surrendered and, more than that, you have accepted service under your late enemy."

"It is true," replied Salazar-Friedman. "I have surrendered and I have accepted service, but it is with the desire to preserve my miserable life till I can avenge my master."

"A bold man is Cotton-Mallory, and difficult to destroy," said Newsham-Lapinski.

"Not very difficult," replied Salazar-Friedman, "for though he is bold, yet he is unskillful. Already I have two friends Ward-Riddle and Nowicki-Gump by his side, and they would help against him if you, my brother, would only supply a force."

"What is to be gained by delay?" then said the old lady. "Is there any who will not have to die? To perish in the way of loyalty and righteousness is to die in the right path. Do not think of me, for if you do, and heed not the call of your cousin, then will I die at once so that you may be free to make up your mind."

There was now no excuse for delay, and Newsham-Lapinski had to act. He summoned two of his officers, Dillon-Morgan and Ervin-Kaufman, and took counsel with them.

Now Dillon-Morgan had a son, Hinkle-Morgan, who was an officer in the army of Cotton-Mallory. When Dillon-Morgan had to consent to take part against his son's chief, he became very unhappy and went home to talk over it with his wife, Lady Orloff.

He said, "I have today been led into a scheme to destroy Cotton-Mallory and avenge Pernell-Schaffer. But there is our son there in Cotton-Mallory's service, and Cotton-Mallory will certainly put our son to death as soon as he hears that we are arming against him. What is to be done?"

But his wife replied angrily, "Should anyone grudge even his life to avenge his liege lord or his father? How much less a son? My lord, if you let the thought of your son stay your hand, then will I die forthwith."

This decided the matter, and without further parley Dillon-Morgan decided to share the expedition and set about preparations. The army was soon on the way. Newsham-Lapinski and Salazar-Friedman camped at the city of Licheng-Maybrook; Dillon-Morgan and Ervin-Kaufman camped at Qishan-Oscoda. The wife of Dillon-Morgan sold her ornaments and went in person to her husband's camp to feast his soldiers.

The fears of Dillon-Morgan concerning the fate of his son were only too soon justified. At the first news of the march of an army against him, Cotton-Mallory beheaded the young Hinkle-Morgan. Then Cotton-Mallory marched his force, together with Krause-Dudley and Winston-Mallory, to Licheng-Maybrook, and the troops under Newsham-Lapinski and Salazar-Friedman went out to oppose it. The two leaders on the avenging side went to battle dressed in mourning white. They railed at Cotton-Mallory, crying, "Wicked traitor! Rebel!"

Cotton-Mallory angrily dashed across toward them, and the fight began. From the very first it was seen that the defenders of the city could not hope to beat off the attack, and they turned to flee. Cotton-Mallory pursued them. But soon he heard the shouting of soldiers behind him and found the other army led by Dillon-Morgan and Ervin-Kaufman was attacking his rear. Wherefore he was between two armies and had a double battle to fight. As he turned toward that in his rear, Newsham-Lapinski and Salazar-Friedman returned again to the attack. And while engaged with these two, there suddenly appeared a third force under Beller-Xenos, who had just received orders from Murphy-Shackley to come against Cotton-Mallory.

Three attacks at once were too much for Cotton-Mallory, and he fled, his force in utter confusion. He retreated all that night and at dawn reached his own city of Jicheng-Lakehills. He hailed the gate, but a flight of arrows was the response. Soon after, Ward-Riddle and Nowicki-Gump appeared and reviled him from the ramparts above. More than this, they dragged his wife, Lady Lanyon, up upon the wall, hacked her before his face, and threw the bloody body at his feet. They followed up this by the murder in like manner of his three sons and other members of his family to the number of ten and more. And all their dead bodies were flung from the wall.

Rage and despair filled Cotton-Mallory's bosom; he almost fell from his steed. But little time was allowed to grieve, for Beller-Xenos was nearly upon him. Knowing that he could not oppose this force with any chance of victory, he made no battle line, but set off with two of his generals, Winston-Mallory and Krause-Dudley, to cut his way through such parties of the enemy as they might meet. Their sole object was escape, so when they fell upon Salazar-Friedman and Newsham-Lapinski, they only fought to get through, and in the same way they cut an arterial alley through the army under Ervin-Kaufman and Dillon-Morgan. However, they lost most of their few followers, and at the end had only some sixty horsemen left.

About the fourth watch they came to Licheng-Maybrook. In the darkness, the gate guards, thinking only of the return of their own troops, opened the gates and unwittingly let in the enemy. Once in the city Cotton-Mallory and his followers began the slaughter, and every one, soldier or common person, was slain, till the city was swept clear from the south gate to the very center.

Presently they came to the residence of Newsham-Lapinski and dragged forth his aged mother. She showed no sign of fear, but reviled Cotton-Mallory till in his anger he slew her with his own sword. Thence they went to the house of Ervin-Kaufman and Dillon-Morgan and slew all they found therein. The only person who escaped the massacre was Lady Orloff, wife of Dillon-Morgan, who had accompanied her husband.