Enchanter's End Game

and she began to mutter curses again.
    Brand, the gray-cloaked Rivan Warder, accompanied by General Varana, rode up to join Mandorallen and Hettar at the top of the steep bank. The four of them dismounted and slid down the bank to the sand.
    "We've begun evacuating the city," the big Rivan said in his deep voice, "and most of the fleet is pulling anchor. We're holding just enough ships to maintain the bridges across the south channel."
    "Is there any possibility of putting the entire army on one bank or the other?" Polgara asked him.
    He shook his head. "There isn't time, Polgara."
    "We're going to be divided by the river," she pointed out, "and neither force is going to be strong enough to meet the Angaraks coming against it."
    "A tactical necessity, my dear Lady Polgara," General Varana told her. "We have to hold both banks until the fleet is clear."
    "I think Rhodar misjudged the Angarak intentions," Brand said. "He was so sure that Taur Urgas and 'Zakath would both want to avoid taking casualties that he didn't consider this possibility."
    General Varana clasped his muscular hands behind his back and limped back and forth along the little beach, his face creased with thought. "I think I begin to understand the meaning of that Murgo column we destroyed in the uplands," he said.
    "Your Grace?" Mandorallen asked, puzzled.
    "It was a test of our commitment," Varana explained. "The Angaraks needed to know when we were making our major move. One of the basic rules of war is not to become involved in serious conflicts if what you're doing is merely diversionary. That column was bait. Unfortunately, we took it."
    "You mean we shouldn't have attacked the column?" Hettar asked him.
    Varana made a rueful face. "Apparently not. It gave away our intentions - let them know that this expedition was not a diversion. I underestimated Taur Urgas. He threw away a thousand men just to find out what we were up to."
    "What now?" Hettar asked.
    "We get ready to fight," Varana said. "I wish we had better terrain for it, but I suppose we'll have to make do with what we have."
    Hettar looked out across the river, his hawk-face hungry. "I wonder if I've got time to make it over to the south bank," he mused.
    "One side or the other," Brand said, looking puzzled. "What's the difference?"
    "The Murgos are over there," Hettar replied. "I don't really have anything against Malloreans."
    "This isn't a personal fight, Lord Hettar," Varana pointed out.
    "It is with me," Hettar said grimly.
    "We must needs see to the safety of Lady Polgara and the princess," Mandorallen said. "Mayhap an escort should be provided to convey them back to the forts atop the escarpment."
    Brand shook his head. "The region is likely to be patrolled heavily," he disagreed. "It wouldn't be safe."
    "He's right, Mandorallen," Polgara told the knight. "Besides, you need every man you've got right here." She looked off toward the northeast. "Then, too, there's that." She pointed toward a heavy cloudbank that had begun to stain the sky just above the horizon. The clouds were an inky black, seething and rolling and illuminated from within by fitful flickers of lightning.
    "A storm?" General Varana asked, looking a bit surprised.
    "Not at this time of year - and certainly not from that direction," Polgara replied. "The Grolims are up to something, and that's going to be my fight. Deploy your forces, gentlemen. If there's going to be a battle, let's be ready for it."
    "The ships are moving," Durnik reported as he and Olban came back to the sheltered little cove, "and the troops are leaving the city."
    King Rhodar rode up. His broad face was streaked with soot and perspiration. "Anheg's leaving," he said, swinging down from his saddle with a grunt.
    "Where's Fulrach?" Brand asked.
    "He's taking the bulk of the troops across to the south bank."
    "Isn't that going to leave us a little undermanned on this side?" General Varana inquired politely.
    "That bridge is too narrow," Rhodar told him. "It would take hours to bring enough men across to make any difference. Brendig's already got a crew undermining the supports so that we can bring the bridge down before the Angaraks get here."
    "What for?" Ce'Nedra asked him.
    "Thull Mardu's too good a vantage point, your Highness," General Varana explained. "We don't want any Angaraks on the island if we can help it." He looked at King Rhodar. "Have you given any thought to tactics?" he asked.
    "We want to give Anheg a half a day, if possible,"