Rome -- History -- Republic, 265-30 B.C. -- Fiction
But his words were cut short by a thundering crash; for, animated by his
untamed spirit, his fellows had heaved with such a will at the long line
of freestone coping, that, after tottering for a few seconds, and reeling
to and fro, it all rushed down with the speed and havoc of an avalanche,
drowning all human sounds with the exception of one piercing yell of
anguish, which rose clear above the confused roar and clatter.
"Ho! by the Thunderer! we have smashed them beneath their tortoise, like
an egg in its shell! Now ply your bows, brave boys! now hurl your
javelins! Well shot! well shot indeed, my Niger! You hit that high-crested
centurion full in the mouth, as he called on them to rally, and nailed his
tongue to his jaws. Give me another pilum, Rufus! This," he continued, as
he poised and launched it hurtling through the air, "This to the
ensign-bearer!" And, scarce was the word said, ere the ponderous missile
alighted on his extended shield, pierced its tough fourfold bull-hide, as
if it had been a sheet of parchment; drove through his bronze cuirass, and
hurled him to the ground, slain outright in an instant. "Ha! they have got
enough of it! Shout, boys! Victoria! Victoria!"
And the wild cheering of the rebels pealed high above the roar of the
torrent, striking dismay into the soul of the wretched Julia.
But, although the rebels had thus far succeeded, and the legionaries had
fallen back, bearing their dead and wounded with them, the success was by
no means absolute or final; and this no man knew better than the
swordsmith.
He watched the soldiers eagerly, as they drew off in orderly array into
the hollow way, and after a short consultation, posting themselves
directly in front of the gate with sentinels thrown out in all directions,
lighted a large watch fire in the road, with the intention, evidently, of
converting the storm into a blockade.
A few moments afterward, he saw a soldier mount the horse of the slain
centurion, and gallop down the hill in the direction of Antonius’ army,
which was well known to be lying to the south-eastward. Still a few
minutes later a small party was sent down into the village, and returned
bringing provisions, which the men almost immediately began to cook, after
having posted a chain of videttes from one bank to the other of the
precipitous ravine, so as to assure themselves that no possibility of
escape was left to the besieged in any direction, by which they conceived
escape to be practicable.
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