The Emperor of Nihon-Ja: Book Ten (Ranger's Apprentice)
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When Horace travels to the exotic land of Nihon- Ja, it isn't long before he finds himself pulled into a battle that is not his - but one he knows in his heart he must wage. A kingdom teeters on the edge of chaos when the Nihon-Ja emperor, a defender of the common man, is forcibly overthrown, and only Horace, Will, and his Araluen companions can restore the emperor to the throne. Victory lies in the hands of an inexperienced group of fighters, and it's anybody's guess who will make the journey home to Araluen.
Perfect for fans of J.R.R. Tolkien’s Lord of the Rings, T.H. White’s The Sword in the Stone, Christopher Paolini’s Eragon series, and George R. R. Martin’s Game of Thrones/A Song of Ice and Fire series.
conversations with Will and Lady Pauline, and from her own observations, that Evanlyn, courageous and resourceful as she was, did have a petulant side to her character. Unavoidable, perhaps, in one raised as a princess, in an environment where there were scores of people ready to leap to and do one’s slightest bidding, and attend to the smallest wants. But on this trip, there could be no servants and no passengers. Alyss had sensed that if she had shown sympathy for Evanlyn’s aching muscles, or
gone. ‘I think that seals it,’ he said. ‘We’ll have to force Arisaka’s hand before his reinforcements get here.’ ‘Now we know why he’s waited,’ Horace said thoughtfully. The valley leading to Ran-Koshi had been clear for several days, the last of the snow having melted away. Each day they had expected Arisaka to attack and each day he had failed to do so. Now the reason for his delay was obvious. General Yamada, an unexpected ally, was marching to his aid with a force of three hundred Senshi.
began calling out to them. Horace narrowed his eyes against the gathering dark. There seemed to be a large group of people assembled by the open-sided hut that had been constructed as a communal eating house. He led the way towards them but one of the Kikori detached himself from the group and ran to meet them. ‘Kurokuma! Come quickly. We’ve caught five spies!’ The assembled group of Kikori and Senshi parted before them as Horace and Reito pushed their way through. The young warrior saw the
their shields to head height, while the second rank held theirs higher, parallel to the ground, the edges overlapping the tops of the front rank’s shields. The ten men were now protected from the front and above by an uninterrupted carapace. ‘Ah…yes. Tortoise. I see,’ Shigeru said thoughtfully. ‘Kamé down!’ Selethen ordered and the shields came back to their original position. ‘Front rank, yari!’ Now the front rank took a large pace forward. The men turned side on, reversed their grips on the
snow. ‘Kurokuma! Good afternoon. His excellency is expecting you.’ Pausing only to respond to the man’s greeting and to take off his snow-encrusted boots, Horace stooped and entered through the low doorway. Shigeru was seated, cross-legged, on a reed mat on the floor. A small, but brightly glowing, charcoal brazier proved a welcome source of warmth in the room. The Emperor had a fine brush pen in his hand and a frame holding a stretched piece of rice paper across his knee. He was writing the