the last battle_c·s·刘易斯-第15章
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e unicorn was tossing men as youd toss hay on a fork。 even eustace seemed to jill （who after all didnt know very much about swordsmanship） to be fighting brilliantly。 the dogs were at the calormenes throats。 it was going to work！ it was victory at last … with a horrible； cold shock jill noticed a strange thing。 though calormenes were falling at each narnian sword…stroke； they never seemed to get any fewer。 in fact； there were actually more of them now than when the fight began。 there were more every second。 they were running up from every side。 they were new calormenes。 these new ones had spears。 there was such a crowd of them that she could hardly see her own friends。 then she heard tirians voice crying：
〃back！ to the rock！鈥�
the enemy had been reinforced。 the drum had done its work。
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CHAPTER TWELVE
銆傚皬％璇碸t*xt…澶ｅ爞
through the stable door jill ought to have been back at the white rock already but she had quite forgotten that part of her orders in the excitement of watching the fight。 now she remembered。 she turned at once and ran to it； and arrived there barely a second before the others。 it thus happened that all of them； for a moment； had their backs to the enemy。 they all wheeled round the moment they had reached it。 a terrible sight met their eyes。
a calormene was running towards the stable door carrying something that kicked and struggled。 as he came between them and the fire they could see clearly both the shape of the man and the shape of what he carried。 it was eustace。
tirian and the unicorn rushed out to rescue him。 but the calormene was now far nearer to the door then they。 before they had covered half the distance he had flung eustace in and shut the door on him。 half a dozen more calormenes had run up behind him。 they formed a line on the open space before the stable。 there was no getting at it now。
even then jill remembered to keep her face turned aside； well away from her bow。 〃even if i cant stop blubbing； i wont get my string wet；〃 she said。
〃ware arrows；〃 said poggin suddenly。
everyone ducked and pulled his helmet well over his nose。 the dogs crouched behind。 but though a few arrows came their way it soon became clear that they were not being shot at。 griffle and his dwarfs were at their archery again。 this time they were coolly shooting at the calormenes。
〃keep it up； boys！〃 came griffles voice。 〃all together。 carefully。 we dont want darkies any more than we want monkeys … or lions … or kings。 the dwarfs are for the dwarfs。鈥�
whatever else you may say about dwarfs； no one can say they arent brave。 they could easily have got away to some safe place。 they preferred to stay and kill as many of both sides as they could； except when both sides were kind enough to save them trouble by killing one another。 they wanted narnia for their own。
what perhaps they had not taken into account was that the calormenes were mail…clad and the horses had had no protection。 also the calormenes had a leader。 rishda tarkaans voice cried out： 〃thirty of you keep watch on those fools by the white rock。 the rest； after me； that we may teach these sons of earth a lesson。鈥�
tirian and his friends； still panting from their fight and thankful for a few minutes rest； stood and looked on while the tarkaan led his men against the dwarfs。 it was a strange scene by now。 the fire had sunk lower： the light it gave was now less and of a darker red。
as far as one could see； the whole place of assembly was now empty except for the dwarf and the calormenes。 in that light one couldnt make out much of what was happening。 it sounded as if the dwarfs were putting up a good fight。 tirian could hear griffle using dreadful language； and every now and then the tarkaan calling； 〃take all you can alive！ take them alive！鈥�
whatever that fight may have been like； it did not last long。 the noise of it died away。
then jill saw the tarkaan ing back to the stable： eleven men followed him； dragging eleven bound dwarfs。 （whether the others had all been killed； or whether some of them had got away； was never known。）
〃throw them into the shrine of tash；〃 said rishda tarkaan。
and when the eleven dwarfs； one after the other； had been flung or kicked into that dark doorway and the door had been shut again； he bowed low to the stable and said： 〃these also are for thy burnt offering； lord tash。鈥�
and all the calormenes banged the flats of their swords on their shields and shouted； 〃tash！ tash！ the great god tash！ inexorable tash！〃 （there was no nonsense about 〃tashlan〃 now。）
the little party by the white rock watched these doings and whispered to one another。
they had found a trickle of water ing down the rock and all had drunk eagerly … jill and poggin and the king in their hands； while the four…footed ones lapped from the little pool which it had made at the foot of the stone。 such was their thirst that it seemed the most delicious drink they had ever had in their lives； and while they were drinking they were perfectly happy and could not think of anything else。
〃i feel in my bones；〃 said poggin； 〃that we shall all； one by one； pass through that dark door before morning。 i can think of a hundred deaths i would rather have died。鈥�
〃it is indeed a grim door；〃 said tirian。 〃it is more like a mouth。鈥�
〃oh； cant we do anything to stop it？〃 said jill in a shaken voice。
〃nay； fair friend；〃 said jewel； nosing her gently。 〃it may be for us the door to aslans country and we shall sup at his table tonight。鈥�
rishda tarkaan turned his back on the stable and walked slowly to a place in front of the white rock。
〃hearken；〃 he said。 〃if the boar and the dogs and the unicorn will e over to me and put themselves in my mercy； their lives shall be spared。 the boar shall go to a cage in the tisrocs garden； the dogs to the tisrocs kennels； and the unicorn； when i have sawn his horn off； shall draw a cart。 but the eagle； the children； and he who was the king shall be offered to tash this night。鈥�
the only answer was growls。
〃get on； warriors；〃 said the tarkaan。 〃kill the beasts； but take the two… legged ones alive。鈥�
and then the last battle of the last king of narnia began。
what made it hopeless； even apart from the numbers of the enemy； was the spears。 the calormenes who had been with the ape almost from the beginning had had no spears： that was because they had e into narnia by ones and twos； pretending to be peaceful merchants； and of course they had carried no spears for a spear is not a thing you can hide。 the new ones must have e in later； after the ape was already strong and they could march openly。 the spears made all the difference。 with a long spear you can kill a boar before you are in reach of his tusks and a unicorn before you are in reach of his horn； if you are very quick and keep your head。 and now the levelled spears were closing in on tirian and his last friends。 next minute they were all fighting for their lives。
in a way it wasnt quite so bad as you might think。
when you are using every muscle to the full … ducking under a spear…point here； leaping over it there； lunging forward； drawing back； wheeling round … you havent much time to feel either frightened or sad。 tirian knew he could do nothing for the others now； they were all doomed together。 he vaguely saw the boar go down on one side of him； and jewel fighting furiously on the other。 out of the corner of one eye he saw； but only just saw； a big calormene pulling jill away somewhere by her hair。 but he hardly thought about any of these things。 his only thought now was to sell his life as dearly as he could。
the worst of it was that he couldnt keep to the position in which he had started； under the white rock。 a man who is fighting a dozen enemies at once must take his chances wherever he can； must dart in wherever he sees an enemys breast or neck unguarded。 in a very few strokes this may get you quite a distance from the spot where you began。 tirian soon found that he was getting further and further to the right； nearer to the stable。 he had a vague idea in his mind that there was some good reason for keeping away from it。 but he couldnt now remember what the reason was。 and anyway； he couldnt help it。
all at once everything came quite clear。 he found he was fighting the tarkaan himself。
the bonfire （what was left of it） was straight in front。 he was in fact fighting in the very doorway of the stable； for it had been opened and two calormenes were holding the door； ready to slam it shut the moment he was inside。 he remembered everything now； and he realized that the enemy had been edging him to the stable on purpose ever since the fight began。 and while he was thinking this he was still fighting the tarkaan as hard as he could。
a new idea came into tirians head。 he dropped his sword； darted forward； in under the sweep of the tarkaans scimitar； seized his enemy by the belt with both hands； and jumped back into the stable； shouting： 〃e in and meet tash yourself！鈥�
there was a deafening noise。 as when the ape had been flung in； the earth shook and there was a blinding light。
the calormene soldiers outside screamed。 〃tash； tash！〃 and banged the door。 if tash wanted their own captain； tash must have him。 they； at any rate； did not want to meet tash。
for a moment or two tirian did not know where he was or even who he was。 then he steadied himself； blinked； and looked around。 it was not dark inside the stable； as he had expected。 he was in strong light： that was why he was blinking。
he turned to look at rishda tarkaan； but rishda was not looking at him。 rishda gave a great wail and pointed； then he put his hands before his face and fell flat； face downwards； on the ground。 tirian looked in the direction where the tarkaan had pointed。
and then he understood。
a terrible figure was ing towards them。 it was far smaller than the shape they had seen from the tower； though still much bigger than a man； and it was the same。 it had a vultures head and four arms。 its beak was open and its eyes blazed。 a croaking voice came from its beak。
〃thou hast called me into narnia； rishda tarkaan。 here i am。 what hast thou to say？鈥�
but the tarkaan neither lifted his face from the ground nor said a word。 he was shaking like a man with a bad hiccup。 he was brave enough in battle： but half his courage had left him earlier that night when he first began to suspect that there might be a real tash。 the rest of it had left him now。
with a sudden jerk …like a hen stooping to pick up a worm … tash pounced on the miserable rishda and tucked him under the upper of his two right arms。 then tash turned his head sidewise to fix tirian with one of his terrible eyes： for of course； having a birds head； he couldnt look at you straight。
but immediately； from behind tash； strong and calm as the summer sea； a voice said： 〃begone； monster； and take your lawful prey to your own place： in the name of aslan and aslans great father the emperor…over…the…sea。鈥�
the hideous creature vanished； with the tarkaan still under its arm。 and tirian turned to see who had spoken。
and what
