[Sidenote: _Pizarro_ puts _Quizquiz_ to flight.] [Sidenote: And takes _Cusco_.] [Sidenote: Unvaluable Treasures taken.] [Sidenote: Remarkable passage of a Dog.] _Attabaliba_, before his death, desir’d that he might be bury’d in the Territory _Quito_, by his Father _Guaynacava_, whom the _Peruvians_ for his great Justice and Prudence in Government, believed that he would arise, and settle the World so troubled and full of disorder in peace and quiet: The Corps was accordingly carry’d thither in great State after their manner, attended by his Brother, whom _Illescas Ruminagui_ which ran from _Attabaliba_ in the Battel, where he lay in ambush when he might have done them good service; in the way to his entertainment, receiv’d with all shews of sorrow; but when they were feasted to excess, bury’d in sleep and Wine, he Massacred and flea’d _Illescas_ the Kings Brother alive, and made a Taber of his Skin. Whilst _Attabaliba_’s Funeral was thus bloodily solemniz’d, his General _Quizquiz_ rais’d a great Army, which _Pizarro_ encountring after a valiant resistance, totally routed; then marching victoriously to _Cusco_, he saw great Fires in the City, and the Citizens fighting with the _Spaniards_, sent before; but the Horse breaking in upon them, most of them fled the next morning to the Mountains: Thus the _Spaniards_ became Masters of the City, where they inflicted the most cruel tortures on all Sexes, by that means to force them to discover, if they knew of any hidden Treasures, being not satisfi’d with what they found there, although they had gotten a greater Treasure in _Cusco_ than that that they had extorted from _Attabaliba_ before: Nay, they gave those that were murther’d for Food to their Dogs: Among the rest, _Didacus Salazar_ having a very fierce Dog call’d _Bezerril_, had also an old _Indian_ Woman his Prisoner, to whom he gave a Letter to deliver to the General _Pizarro_; the Woman had not gone many Paces before she was set upon by _Bezerril_, whom _Salazar_ let loose, that he might delight himself in seeing the Dog tear the poor old Woman; but she observing him come running at her with so great fierceness, fell down upon her Knees, and holding forth the Letter, cry’d, _Good my Lord, good my Lord Dog, I must carry this Letter to General_ Pizarro, whereupon the furious Curr having more compassion than the _Spaniard_, stood still a little, and at last lifted up his Leg in a scornful manner, Urin’d upon her, and return’d satisfi’d; at which sportive behavior of the Cur and the Chrone, _Salazar_ laughing, was so well pleas’d, that he gave the Woman her life. [Sidenote: _Almagro_’s unhappy Journey.] [Sidenote: King’s Town.]