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Tarzan on Mars<br />

attack ships waited. Surrounding this fleet for miles were the<br />

encampments of warriors and thoats, the reception and<br />

clearance centers and the ammunition and weapons distributing<br />

stations which typified the Warlord's vast preparations for<br />

the major battle of the long and bloody Holy Wars—for the<br />

great invasion of Tarnath.<br />

Proud ships of Helium and its allied cities, such as Hastor,<br />

were already taking on the burden of men and beasts in<br />

preparation for the total aerial list of the fighting forces. Slave<br />

conscripts and foreign volunteers alike mingled together.<br />

Tall, proud warriors from distant Manator and Manatos, the<br />

famed "Chessmen" of Barsoom with their gorgeous feathered<br />

war helmets, rubbed elbows with the grim swordsmen of Gathol,<br />

with yellow men from cold, remote Okar in the north,<br />

who, alone of all Barsoomians wore black beards and carried<br />

strange, formidable saucer shields and sword hooks, with<br />

short, murderous javelins strapped to their backs. Towering<br />

green men—volunteers from Warhoon and Torquas, from the<br />

wild nation of the Thurds and from mighty Thark, itself, had<br />

emerged from their ancient dead cities along the sea bottoms.<br />

From Aaanthor and Xanator, from Horz and Korad, they had<br />

swarmed, bringing their giant fighting thoats and vicious war<br />

calots, their thirty foot lances and their deadly radium rifles.<br />

Among these were even white-skinned Therns and blackskinned<br />

First Born warriors. Men of all philosophies and<br />

colors and shapes had arrived from the farthest reaches of the<br />

planet, from the steaming shores of Toonol to the snow-clad<br />

Artolian Hills, because they rode the opposing tide of doubt,<br />

because they either suspected the Holy Alliance of duplicity<br />

or sought revenge against those who had not fulfilled a<br />

promised reward or position of authority.<br />

In war, the barriers of tradition are shattered and new<br />

barriers of hatred and suspicion are erected on new horizons<br />

and the complexion of the world changes so that man becomes<br />

disorientated and, resenting his own sense of instabil-<br />

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