and had those three Armies joyned together against the _Turk,_ let all Men judge, how happy it might have been for all Christendom: and have either regained _Bulgaria,_ or at least have beat him out of _Hungaria,_ where he hath taken much more from the Emperour, than hath the Emperour from _Transilvania._ * * * * * {MN-1} _the Battle of_ Rottenton. {MN-2} _Extracted out of a book, instituted, the Wars of_ Hungaria, Wallachia, _and_ Moldavia, _written by_ Francisco Ferneza, _a learned Italian, the Princes Secretary, and translated by Mr._ Purchas. In this dismal Battel, where _Nederspolt, Veltus, Zarvana, Mavazo, Bavel,_ and many other Earls, Barons, Colonels, Captains, brave Gentlemen, and Soldiers were slain, give me leave to remember the names of our own Country-men, {MN} with him in those Exploits, that as resolutely as the best in the defence of Christ and his Gospel, ended their days, as _Bakersfield, Hardwick, Thomas Milemer, Robert Mollineux, Thomas Bishop, Francis Compton, George Davison, Nicholas Williams_ and one _John_ a Scot, did what Men could do, and when they could do no more, left there their Bodies in Testimony of their minds; only Ensign _Charleton,_ and Sergeant _Robinson_ escaped: But _Smith,_ among the slaughtered dead Bodies, and many a gasping Soul, with toil and Wounds lay groaning among the rest, till being found by the Pillagers, he was able to live, and perceiving by his Armour and Habit, his ransom might be better to them than his Death, they led him Prisoner with many others; well they used him till his Wounds were cured, and at _Axopolis_ they were all sold for Slaves, like Beasts in a Market-place, where every Merchant, viewing their Limbs and Wounds, caused other Slaves to struggle with them, to try their strength, he fell to the share of _Bashaw Bogal,_ who sent him forthwith to _Adrianopolis,_ so for _Constantinople_ to his fair Mistriss for a Slave. By twenty and twenty chained by the Necks, they marched in file to this great City, where they were delivered to their several Masters, and he to the young _Charaza Tragabigzanda._ * * * * * {MN} _The English Men in this Battel._ * * * * * CHAP. XII. _How Captain_ Smith _was sent Prisoner thorow the_ Black _and_ Dissabacca _Sea in_ Tartaria; _the Description of those seas, and his usage._ This Noble Gentlewoman took sometime occasion to shew him to some Friends, or rather to speak with him, because she could speak Italian, would feign her self sick when she should go to the _Bannians,_ or weep over the Graves, to know how _Bogal_ took him Prisoner; and if he were as the _Bashaw_ writ to her, a _Bohemian_ Lord conquered by his Hand, as he had many others, which ere long he would present her, whose Ransomes should adorn her with the glory of his Conquests.