Rome -- History -- Germanic Invasions, 3rd-6th centuries -- Fiction
But the Roman General had no thought to give to a Barbarian girl; the
recollection of the captive had darted only once through his brain with
the speed of lightning, when he heard her she-bear growling in the
camp. He made no reply, except to wave the sword still dripping with
Ebarbold's blood.
The Adeling's spear flew; Saturninus caught it on his shield; but being
burdened by the long lance, this was now so difficult to manage that he
let it fall, and sprang with a well-aimed sword thrust toward the
youth, who had instantly drawn his short battle-axe from his girdle.
Each was so furiously resolved to fell the other, that neither thought
of his own defence. So both struck, and both fell.
With his utmost strength--and it was great--the German had aimed at his
adversary's forehead: the latter involuntarily bowed his head, putting
the helmet forward, but the terrible stroke cleft this best work of the
Roman armorers at Trier, and pierced through the bronze and the double
leather of the lining to the skull. The helmet was found afterwards;
and this "Suabian stroke" was long celebrated in the hall of the stag's
antlers. But the lord of the hall seemed destined never to return to
it, but to follow Ebarbold and Ebarvin; for, at the same time, the
Roman's sword had penetrated the wooden shield of the German and cut
deep into his left shoulder.
Sippilo caught his brother's drooping head; several attendants grasped
his feet, and thus they bore him swiftly out of the battle.
Decius, springing from Ausonius's side, now took command of the Romans.
But he could no longer maintain order in the ranks. At their leader's
fall under Adalo's terrible blow the column scattered in a wild flight
down the hillside. The foremost ones, who had witnessed the duel,
dispersed to the right and left. The rear ranks still held firm, but
now they received an attack from behind, from the camp, and all was
over. This attack was led by Duke Hariowald. At last--far too late for
his battle fury--he, too, had crossed the camp and reached the Porta
Decumana.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
Reviews
Reviews
No reviews yet
Be the first to share your thoughts on this work.
Elsewhere in the archive
Join the Discussion
Join the discussion
Sign in to leave a comment or review.
Sign InorCreate an account