A similar standing body of soldiers was now organized by King Matthias.
He employed his genius in their training, kept them together, supported
them by his own means, and established discipline amongst them by the
force of his character. This was the famous _black troop_, one of
the corner-stones of his power, and, next to the French, the earliest
standing army in Europe. These soldiers he attached to his person by
the strongest ties. He lavishly bestowed upon them both pay and booty,
and made them sharers of his triumphs. But it was, above all, the rare
charm of his personal qualities which won for him their affections.
They were not only faithfully devoted to him during his life, but
fondly cherished his memory after his death. He himself trained and
instructed them, sparing neither time nor trouble to accomplish his
purpose. He set them a bright example in all soldierly duties. He
shared with his soldiers all the hardships of war; suffered with them
cold, hunger, and thirst, and the fatigues of forced marches. He did
not shrink from the most exposed position on the battle-field whenever
his presence was needed. At sieges, he was often seen walking to and
fro amidst a hail of bullets and arrows, a recklessness to which
numerous lesser and larger wounds on his body abundantly bore witness.
He paid particular attention to the ferreting out of the weak points
of fortresses. He employed clever spies for that purpose, paying them
liberally, but never placed implicit trust in them, for he himself
was a cleverer spy than any of them. It particularly gratified him to
hoodwink an enemy by discovering his plans, even at the risk of his
life, and thus frustrating them.
In 1475 he laid siege to Shabatz, situated on the southern border of
the country. He was exceedingly anxious to take the place, but knowing
nothing about its defences, he undertook in person the spying out
of the plan of the fortifications. At night he got into a boat in
company with a trusty attendant and an oarsman, who was to row him
around the walls. They were hardly half way, when the Turks discovered
them, and hailed them with a volley of shots, which, in spite of the
darkness, struck his attendant. The king, defying death, continued his
investigations, undaunted by the heavy fire, until he had finished the
inspection of the fortress. The bold venture, moreover, was not thrown
away, for shortly after the place was captured. Some of his expeditions
were more amusing, but not less dangerous.
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