The Gothic nobles were easily to be distinguished by the splendour of
their arms; but the Prince Ataulpho was conspicuous above all the rest
for the youthful grace and majesty of his appearance, and the bravery
of his array. He was mounted on a superb Andalusian charger, richly
caparisoned with crimson velvet, embroidered with gold. His surcoat
was of like colour and adornment, and the plumes that waved above
his burnished helmet were of the purest white. Ten mounted pages,
magnificently attired, followed him to the field, but their duty was not
so much to fight as to attend upon their lord, and to furnish him with
steed or weapon.
The Christian troops, though irregular and undisciplined, were full of
native courage; for the old warrior spirit of their Gothic sires still
glowed in their bosoms. There were two battalions of infantry, but
Ataulpho stationed them in the rear; “for God forbid,” said he, “that
foot soldiers should have the place of honour in the battle, when I
have so many valiant cavaliers.” As the armies drew nigh to each other,
however, it was discovered that the advance of the Arabs was composed of
infantry. Upon this the cavaliers checked their steeds, and requested
that the foot soldiery might advance and disperse this losel crew,
holding it beneath their dignity to contend with pedestrian foes. The
prince, however, commanded them to charge; upon which, putting spurs to
their steeds, they rushed upon the foe.
The Arabs stood the shock manfully, receiving the horses upon the points
of their lances; many of the riders were shot down with bolts from
cross-bows, or stabbed with the poniards of the Moslems. The cavaliers
succeeded, however, in breaking into the midst of the battalion and
throwing it into confusion, cutting down some with their swords,
transpiercing others with their spears, and trampling many under the
hoofs of their horses. At this moment, they were attacked by a band of
Spanish horsemen, the recreant partisans of Count Julian. Their assault
bore hard upon their countrymen, who were disordered by the contest with
the foot soldiers, and many a loyal Christian knight fell beneath the
sword of an unnatural foe.
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