Roger the Bold: A Tale of the Conquest of MexicoBrereton, F. S. (Frederick Sadleir)
History
Roger the Bold: A Tale of the Conquest of Mexico
Brereton, F. S. (Frederick Sadleir)
Mexico -- History -- Conquest, 1519-1540 -- Juvenile fiction
"We fought so fiercely, and hemmed them in so closely, that they were
like to starve or die of thirst," continued Teotlili. "They were
outnumbered by many thousands, and at length they stole away in the
darkness, carrying their treasure with them. That was our opportunity.
Our soldiers crowded the viaduct, and our men were everywhere on the
lake in their boats. We clutched them and dragged them beneath the
water. Some we upset, and the weight of gold dragged them down, while
others lost their lives at the spot where we had broken the bridges or
the masonry. We read them a lesson, and sent them out of our valley
discomfited, and punished in some measure for the wrong they had done
us. But these reinforcements have come to Cortes, who survived the
retreat, and our spies tell us that he is about to renew the attack."
"At once?" demanded Roger, eagerly; "for if so, you must put thousands
to work instead of the few I see below."
"Hardly so soon," was the answer; "for news reaches our ears that this
Malinché will attack by way of the lake also. Hitherto his men have had
to remain on the land, on the viaducts, while we have showered arrows
upon them from the water, for we have an abundance of canoes. But he is
having some big ships built--brigantines, they are called--and these are
to be transported by the allies to the water, for they are under
construction some distance away."
The information was serious, and for a little while Roger sat looking
down at the smiling city, wondering how its defenders would fare when
the Spaniards returned. He recognized already that these unfortunate
Mexicans, who were so engrossed with their superstitions, were for all
that a race of fierce fighters, to whom death was of little moment; for
to die in battle or upon the altars was to be instantly transferred to
the regions of the sun, to a Valhalla which was more than alluring. But
they were badly led. Their attack was spasmodic, and often the work of a
few men alone, when for success it was necessary that assault should be
followed up, and forces combined. Against such fighting the Spaniards
were bound to triumph.
"The ships will give them an enormous advantage," said Roger, at length,
"and I advise that means be taken as soon as possible to prepare for
them, and to stake the bottom of the lake so as to keep them from
approaching. As to the land work, your thousands should be powerful
enough."
"They should be, but are not, I fear," answered Teotlili; "for the
horses strike dismay into the hearts of our men. The beasts are strange
to them, and their struggles, the noise of their feet, and the sounds
which they make startle our warriors."
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