'Neath the Hoof of the Tartar; Or, The Scourge of GodJósika, Miklós, báró
History
'Neath the Hoof of the Tartar; Or, The Scourge of God
Jósika, Miklós, báró
Hungary -- History -- Mongol Invasion, 1241-1242 -- Fiction
The massacres were looked upon as a pleasant diversion and entertainment
in which the Mongol boys ought to have their share; to them, therefore,
were handed over the Hungarian children; and those who showed most skill
in shooting them down were praised and rewarded by their elders.
Yet how to feed half a million men in a country which had been
thoroughly pillaged was still a problem.
And then, all over the country there appeared copies of a proclamation
written in the King's name, and sealed with the King's seal.
There was no Mongol ring about this, as there had been about similar
previous proclamations, and it was given in the King's name, it was
signed with the King's own seal! Of that there could be no question.
The news spread rapidly, further flight was stopped, and in a few days
the people dutifully began to venture forth from their hiding places,
and that in such numbers that a great part of the country was
re-populated. Moreover, the Mongols, though still in possession,
actually welcomed them as friends, which showed that the King knew what
he was about! They were allowed, moreover, to choose magistrates for
themselves from among the Mongol chiefs, to the number of a hundred, who
met once a week to administer strict and impartial justice.
Magyar, Kun, Mongol, Tartar, Russian, and the rest all lived as amicably
together as if they were one family. Farming operations were resumed,
markets were held, and peace of a sort seemed to have returned to the
land.
At last harvest and vintage were over. Corn and fruit of all
descriptions had been garnered, and there was wine in the cellars. And
then? Why, then, late in the autumn, the too confiding people were
massacred wholesale; and those of them who managed to escape fled back
to their hiding-places.
Then followed winter, such a winter as had not often been matched in
severity. The Danube, frozen hard, offered an easy passage; there was no
European army to oppose them, for the heads of Christendom were fighting
among themselves, and the Mongols crossed over to do on the right bank
of the river what they had already done on the left.
Always rather savage than courageous, the Mongols obliged their
prisoners to storm the towns, looked on laughing as they fell; cut them
down themselves from behind if they were not sufficiently energetic,
and drove them forward with threats and blows. When the besieged were
thoroughly exhausted, and the trenches filled with corpses, then, and
not till then, the Mongols made the final assault, or enticed the
inhabitants to surrender, and then, with utter disregard of the fair
promises they had made, put them to death with inhuman tortures. The
Mongols were exceeding "slim," as people have learnt to say in these
days. One example of their savagery will suffice.
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