The Tyrians, finding their city every moment exposed to be taken by
storm, resolved to fall upon the Cyprian fleet, which lay at anchor on
the side towards Sidon. They took the opportunity to do this when the
seamen of Alexander’s fleet were dispersed in various directions, and
when he himself was withdrawn to his tent pitched on the sea-shore.
Accordingly, they came out about noon, with thirteen galleys, all
manned with choice soldiers accustomed to sea-fights, and, rowing with
all their might, came thundering on the enemy’s vessels. Part of them
they found empty, and the rest had been manned in great haste. Some
of these they sunk, and drove several against the shore, where they
were dashed to pieces. The loss would have been still greater, had not
Alexander, the instant he heard of the sally, advanced at the head of
the whole fleet, with all imaginable despatch, against the Tyrians.
They did not, however, await his coming, but withdrew into the harbour,
after having lost some of their ships.
And now, the engines being in full play, the city was warmly attacked,
and as vigorously defended. The besieged, taught and animated by the
imminent danger and the extreme necessity to which they were reduced,
invented daily new arts to defend themselves and repulse the enemy.
They warded off all the darts discharged from the balistas, by the
assistance of turning-wheels, which either broke them to pieces or
carried them another away. They deadened the violence of the stones
that were hurled at them, by setting up sails and curtains made of
soft substances, which easily gave way. To annoy the ships which
advanced against the walls, they fixed cranes, grappling-irons, and
scythes to joists or beams; then, straining their catapultas (enormous
cross-bows), they laid these great pieces of timber upon them instead
of arrows, and shot them off on a sudden at the enemy. These crushed
some by their great weight, and the hooks, or pensile scythes, with
which they were armed, tore others to pieces, and did considerable
damage to the ships. They also had brazen shields, which they drew
red-hot out of the fire, and filling them with burning sand, hurled
them from the top of the wall upon the enemy. There was nothing the
Macedonians so much dreaded as this last invention; for the moment the
burning sand got to the flesh through the crevices in the armour, it
pierced to the very bone, and stuck so close that there was no pulling
it off; so that the soldiers, throwing down their arms, and tearing
their clothes to pieces, were exposed naked and defenceless to the shot
of the enemy.
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