The Price of Valor (The Shadow Campaigns)

The Price of Valor (The Shadow Campaigns)

Django Wexler

Language: English

Pages: 656

ISBN: 0451418093

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

In the latest Shadow Campaigns novel, Django Wexler continues his “epic fantasy of military might and magical conflict,” (Library Journal) following The Shadow Throne and The Thousand Names.

After the king’s death, war has come to Vordan. The Deputies-General, led by a traitor-seeking zealot, has taken control. Queen Raesinia Orboan is nearly powerless as the government tightens its grip and assassins threaten her life. Unwilling to see the country come under another tyranny, she sets out to turn the tide of history.
As the Sworn Church brings the powers of the continent to war against Vordan, General Janus bet Vhalnich offers a path to victory. Winter Ihernglass, newly promoted to command a regiment, has reunited with her lover and her friends only to face the prospect of leading them into bloody battle.
And the enemy is not just armed with muskets and cannon. Dark priests of an ancient order, wielding forbidden magic, have infiltrated Vordan to stop Janus by whatever means necessary....

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Winter thought. My soldiers and I have whipped him, marched through hell and mud to turn up on the enemy flank and beat three battalions to give the cavalry a shot at his rear. Where were you? Up on the hills, watching the artillery do the work? It was unfair, she realized. Men had fought all along the line, though casualties had admittedly been light among the troops nearest the Girls’ Own, where the Hamveltai line had given way. On the other side, where di Pfalen had led his initial attack,

be like this, I wouldn’t have worked so damned hard to get here. “No one expects you to withstand a siege here,” she said. “But Sothe will maintain the illusion that I’m staying in the country, so my presence here should stay secret. That should be safe enough.” “We’d never be able to keep the truth from my own guards,” Marcus said. “I think we can count on their discretion.” Janus’ personal troops were from his home county, deep in the mountains. They were clannish, insular and suspicious of

had, he didn’t voice them. Instead he glanced at the open door and coughed. “It’s good to see you, Colonel Ihernglass.” “Likewise, Colonel d’Ivoire.” “I need to speak to you privately, if possible.” He raised one eyebrow slightly, in what was probably an attempt at subtlety. “It concerns . . . the matter of the Desoltai temple.” Magic, in other words. The Thousand Names. Winter nodded at Bobby, who shut the door. “I think you know Lieutenant Forester, from the Colonials,” she said. “This is

mill’s capacity is a constant. The raw materials are recorded. From there it’d just be a matter of math to figure it out.” Raesinia and Marcus looked at each other. A genius, eh? “If we could get you those records,” he said slowly, “you could tell us where the powder went?” “Probably,” Cora said. “Then we might be able to track down where they assembled the bomb,” Marcus said. “That would be a start.” “Where would the records be kept?” Raesinia said. “At the Exchange Central Office. There’s

extracted his belt, set the sword on the floor, and used it to tie the man’s hands behind his back. Raesinia undid his sash, stood on tiptoes to pull the box off his head, and then looped the roll of blue-on-black fabric over his mouth. She tied it tight at the back of his neck, then stepped back to admire her handiwork. Marcus looked at her and raised his eyebrows. Raesinia went to the stack of ledgers he’d been investigating and picked them up with a grunt. Once she was out of the room, Marcus

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