Chapter 66

In the tent of Valerius, the baron pointed to the man who crouched shivering before them, huddling his rags about him. 'He says he knows a way to aid us on the morrow. We will need aid, if Xaltotun's plan is no better than it has proved so far. Speak on, dog.' The man's body writhed in strange convulsions. Words came in a stumbling rush: 'Conan camps at the head of the Valley of Lions. It is shaped like a fan, with steep hills on either side. If you attack him tomorrow you will have to march straight up the valley.…