The History of the Crusades (vol. 1 of 3)Michaud, J. Fr. (Joseph Fr.)
History
The History of the Crusades (vol. 1 of 3)
Michaud, J. Fr. (Joseph Fr.)
Crusades
Aided by this new reinforcement, and leaving a strong garrison in
the city of Tarsus, Baldwin resumed his march, following the route
of Tancred, and soon came in sight of Malmistra,[89] of which the
Italians had just taken possession. The latter, on seeing Baldwin,
were persuaded that he was come to dispute their new conquest, and
prepared to repulse force by force. When Tancred endeavoured to appease
his irritated soldiers, murmurs arose against him. They accused him
of having forgotten the honour of chivalry, his moderation being in
their eyes nothing but a shameful weakness. The effect that such
reproaches must have had upon a spirit like that of Tancred, may be
easily imagined. The moment they suspected his courage, he no longer
made an effort to restrain his anger, and swore to avenge his wrongs in
the blood of his rival. He himself led the soldiers, and rushed out of
the town at their head to encounter the troops of Baldwin. They at once
came to blows. On both sides courage was equal; but the fury of revenge
doubled the efforts of the Italians. The soldiers of Baldwin had the
advantage in numbers. They fought with the animosity peculiar to civil
wars; but at length the troops of Tancred were forced to give way;
they left many of their companions in the hands of their adversaries
and upon the field of battle, and re-entered the town deploring their
defeat in silence.
Night restored calm to their excited spirits. The soldiers of Tancred
had acknowledged the superiority of the Flemings, and believed, as
blood had flowed, they had no longer any outrage to avenge, whilst the
followers of Baldwin remembered that the men whom they had conquered
were Christians. On the morrow nothing was heard on either side but the
voice of humanity and religion. The two chiefs at the same time sent
deputies, and in order to avoid an appearance of asking for peace, both
attributed their overtures to the inspiration of Heaven. They swore
to forget their quarrels, and embraced in sight of the soldiers, who
reproached themselves with the sad effects of their animosity, and
longed to expiate the blood of their brothers by new exploits against
the Turks.
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