Book 4. (1 results) Nomads of Gor (Individual Quote)
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14
33
With these he hurriedly conferred and then I saw him lift his arm and red war lanterns were moved on ropes to the top of poles, and, to my amazement, aisles seemed to open in the densely packed bosk before the men, herdsmen and herd sleen moving the animals back to clear long grassy passages between their lumbering, shaggy hulks.
With these he hurriedly conferred and then I saw him lift his arm and red war lanterns were moved on ropes to the top of poles, and, to my amazement, aisles seemed to open in the densely packed bosk before the men, herdsmen and herd sleen moving the animals back to clear long grassy passages between their lumbering, shaggy hulks.
- (Nomads of Gor, Chapter 14, Sentence #33)
Book 4. (7 results) Nomads of Gor (Context Quote)
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14
30
There on a front pasangs in length, already the Thousands had nearly formed, and long lines of riders, few gaps in their ranks, waited, lance in hand, their eyes on the war lanterns.
14
31
Among these but to no Ten or Hundred did Kamchak ride.
14
32
Rather, to my astonishment, he rode before them all, racing his kaiila to the center of the line where some five or ten warriors, on kaiilaback, waited.
14
33
With these he hurriedly conferred and then I saw him lift his arm and red war lanterns were moved on ropes to the top of poles, and, to my amazement, aisles seemed to open in the densely packed bosk before the men, herdsmen and herd sleen moving the animals back to clear long grassy passages between their lumbering, shaggy hulks.
14
34
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.
14
35
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.
14
36
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.
There on a front pasangs in length, already the Thousands had nearly formed, and long lines of riders, few gaps in their ranks, waited, lance in hand, their eyes on the war lanterns.
Among these but to no Ten or Hundred did Kamchak ride.
Rather, to my astonishment, he rode before them all, racing his kaiila to the center of the line where some five or ten warriors, on kaiilaback, waited.
With these he hurriedly conferred and then I saw him lift his arm and red war lanterns were moved on ropes to the top of poles, and, to my amazement, aisles seemed to open in the densely packed bosk before the men, herdsmen and herd sleen moving the animals back to clear long grassy passages between their lumbering, shaggy hulks.
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.
- (Nomads of Gor, Chapter 14)