fear nothing. No matter what we do, it's not
enough.
184 Our men will not stand and fight. They hold for a while, but then,
when they get too close, they withdraw. They're scared of them. They
won't take them on at close quarters."
185 "They're only men!" screamed the enemy Commander. "They die just
like we do!"
186 "No," argued the Aide, "they die BETTER than we do!" The enemy
Commander had him taken out and shot.
187 When the enemy army was finally pushed back into the desert and the
fortresses retaken, Gray Boar counted his dead. They had won, but the
price had been high. "This time," he snapped, "we're not going to
simply wait for them to restrengthen for another season and come back
again. This time we're going after them, and we're going to finish it.
188 He will wait until summer until the deserts are closed. Get the
tunnels repaired. We are going to need them. Fly our fighters and
bombers down to Mu and Fr, just before the deserts close, and the Lands
below Zo, also. We can take the tanks down, through the
tunnels, when we're ready."
189 It took them many weeks to clean up the dead, and clear the
battlefields. Much of the enemy's equipment was damaged, but a lot of
his tanks, trucks, and planes could be salvaged, and they were.
190 Now, Gray Boar was not too proud to use an enemy's own tricks
against him. He took a great portion of his Army down to Mu and brought
reinforcements from every other Land. Massing at Mk they pushed south.
191 In the Pass of The Sleeping Maiden a terrible battle was fought,
and after six terrible days the enemy was routed. They pushed on to
Beginning and down the road to The Onesses own homeland.
192 For six long weeks they fought their way around Beginning, pounding
it day and night, with artillery, bombers, and tanks. They pushed
closer and closer to the