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
It must not be imagined that the Mexicans allowed each party to fight
independent of the others, for to have done so would have led to early
disaster; but, as Cortes had anticipated, they held a huge force in
reserve, and their operations were directed from the central and tallest
tower of all from the summit of which all the causeways, the lake, and,
in fact, the whole fighting arena, could be seen. Thus prepared, with a
store of water and of food, and with arrangements made whereby fresh
provisions were brought in from the northern shore by canoe or by the
open causeway every day, the Mexicans, with their gallant young king and
Roger at their head, looked for the coming of the enemy, and
particularly for the sailing of the fleet of brigantines. Nor had they
long to wait, for by now the canal which Cortes had caused to be dug at
Tezcuco was completed and joined to the lake, and very soon the
brigantines were floating on the surface of the vast basin, at the far
corner of which was situated the city of Mexico. Then the report came
that their masts were erected, and soon they were steering down the
lake, propelled by a light breeze.
"There is a stir in the camps of the enemy also," said Teotlili,
receiving a message from one of the look-outs. "Our men are prepared on
the causeways, and we are expecting attack."
"Then we will set out in the canoes as soon as the brigantines are
within a few leagues," answered Roger. "I will go now to the port and
prepare to sail."
An hour later he, with Philip to keep him company, set foot on one of
the bulky craft constructed of several canoes, and put off from Mexico.
They were followed by Peter and a host of the Mexicans, some in the
larger craft which were propelled by sails, and more in the single
canoes urged by means of paddles. The whole fleet steered from the city
towards the enemy, and met them some three leagues away, where they lay,
the brigantines swaying to and fro, their canvas flapping idly, for
there was now no wind at all.
"Nothing could be more favourable," exclaimed Roger. "We will attack at
once, and before they get a breeze to help them."
The cotton sheets which were hoisted aboard the larger craft were
lowered, and paddles seized. Then the fleet of canoes dashed forward,
forty or more making for each brigantine.
CHAPTER XVII
A Fleet of Brigantines
Boom! A cannon-shot thundered from the nearest brigantine, and a ball
ploughed its way through the very heart of the fleet of Mexican canoes.
Boom! a second shot rang out, and was followed by a fusillade, which was
helped from each one of the ships.
"Forward!" called out Teotlili, who was with Roger and Philip. "Take no
heed of their shot, but close in and scramble aboard. Our numbers will
overwhelm them."
"Shout to the men to separate," called out Roger; "then there will be
less chance of being hit. Now, push on. A breeze would ruin our
chances."
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