Jerusalem, the City of Herod and SaladinBesant, Walter
History
Jerusalem, the City of Herod and Saladin
Besant, Walter
Jerusalem -- Description and travel; Jerusalem -- History
They had been besieged three weeks; all their horses, except three
hundred, were killed. Their ranks were grievously thinned, but they
went out to meet the enemy with such confidence that the only orders
given related to the distribution of the plunder. As they took their
places in the plain, Adhémar raised their spirits by the
announcement of another miracle. Saint George, Saint Maurice, and
Saint Demetrius, had themselves been distinctly seen to join the
army, and were in their midst. The Christians fought as only
religious enthusiasts can fight—as the Mohammedans fought when the
Caliph Omar led his conquering bands northwards, with the delights
of heaven for those who fell, and the joys of earth for those who
survived. The Turks were routed with enormous slaughter. Their camp,
rich and luxurious, fell into the hands of the conquerors;[50]
plenty took the place of starvation; the common soldiers amused
themselves with decking their persons with the silken robes they
found in the huts; the cattle were driven to the town in long
processions; and once more, forgetful of all but the present, the
Christians revelled and feasted.
Footnote 50:
Among the spoils taken by the Christians one of the chroniclers
reports a mass of manuscripts, “on which were traced the
sacrilegious rites of the Mahometans in execrable characters,”
doubtless Arabic. Probably among these manuscripts were many of
the greatest importance. Nothing is said about their fate, but of
course they were all destroyed.
The rejoicings had hardly ceased when it was found that another
enemy had to be encountered. Battle was to be expected: famine had
already twice been experienced: this time it was pestilence, caused,
no doubt, by the crowding together of so large an army and the
absence of sanitary measures. The first to fall was the wise and
good Adhémar, most sensible of all the chiefs. His was a dire loss
to the Crusaders. Better could they have spared even the fiery
Tancred, or the crafty Bohemond. The Crusaders, terrified and
awe-stricken, clamoured to be led to Jerusalem, but needs must that
they remained till the heats of summer passed, and health came again
with the early winter breezes, in their camp at Antioch.
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