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Suddenly, instead of giving pursuit, Kamchak drew his mount to a halt and behind him the rushing cavalries of the Tuchuks snarled pawing to a halt, holding their ground. - (Nomads of Gor, Chapter 14, Sentence #37)

And then, following the war lanterns, filing out of their ranks with a swiftness and precision that was incredible, long, flying columns of warriors flowed like rivers between the beasts. I rode at Kamchak's side and in an instant it seemed we had passed through the bellowing, startled herd and had emerged on the plain beyond. In the light of the Gorean moons we saw slaughtered bosk, some hundreds of them, and, some two hundred yards away, withdrawing, perhaps a thousand warriors mounted on tharlarion. Suddenly, instead of giving pursuit, Kamchak drew his mount to a halt and behind him the rushing cavalries of the Tuchuks snarled pawing to a halt, holding their ground. I saw that a yellow lantern was halfway up the pole below the two red lanterns. "Give pursuit!" I cried. "Wait!" he cried. - (Nomads of Gor)