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                    <TEI xmlns="http://www.tei-c.org/ns/1.0"><text><body><div n="urn:cts:latinLit:phi0914.phi001.perseus-eng3" type="edition" xml:lang="eng"><div subtype="book" n="1" type="textpart"><div n="27" subtype="chapter" type="textpart"><div n="9" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> At the same time he ordered the cavalry to raise their spears; this
							action hid the retreating <placeName key="tgn,1031727">Alban</placeName>
							army from a large part of the Roman infantry. Those who had seen them,
							thinking that what the king had said was actually the case, fought all
							the more keenly. It was now the enemies' turn to be alarmed; they had
							heard clearly the words of the king, and, moreover, a large part of the
							Fidenates who had formerly joined the Roman colonists understood Latin.
						</p></div><div n="10" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> Fearing to be cut off from their town by a sudden charge of the Albans
							from the hills, they retreated. Tullus pressed the attack, and after
							routing the Fidenates, returned to attack the Veientines with greater
							confidence, as they were already demoralized by the panic of their
							allies. </p></div><div n="11" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> They did not wait for the charge , but their flight was checked by the
							river in their rear. When they reached it, some, flinging away their
							arms, rushed blindly into the water, others, hesitating whether to fight
							or fly, were overtaken and slain. Never had the Romans fought in a
							bloodier battle. </p></div></div><div n="28" subtype="chapter" type="textpart"><div n="1" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p>Then the <placeName key="tgn,1031727">Alban</placeName> army, who had
							been watching the fight, marched down into the plain. Mettius
							congratulated Tullus on his victory, Tullus replied in a friendly tone,
							and as a mark of goodwill, ordered the Albans to form their camp
							contiguous to that of the Romans, and made preparations for a
							“lustral sacrifice” <note anchored="true" n="8" resp="ed" place="unspecified"><emph>lustral sacrifices</emph> —These were offered on behalf of the
								whole army to the war-god Mars, the victims being a boar, a ram, and
								a bull. See also note 3, book III.</note> on the </p></div><div n="2" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> morrow. As soon as it was light, and all the preparations were made, he
							gave the customary order for both armies to muster on </p></div><div n="3" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> parade. The heralds began at the furthest part of the camp, where the
							Albans were, and summoned them first of all; they, attracted by the
							novelty of hearing the Roman addressing his troops, took up their
							position close round </p></div><div n="4" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> him. Secret instructions had been given for the Roman legion to stand
							fully armed behind them, and the centurions were in readiness to execute
							instantly the orders they received. Tullus commenced as follows:
							“Romans! if in any war that you have ever waged there has been
							reason for you to thank, first, the immortal gods, and then your own
							personal courage, such was certainly the case in yesterday's </p></div><div n="5" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> battle. For whilst you had to contend with an open enemy, you had a
							still more serious and dangerous conflict to maintain against the
							treachery and perfidy of your allies. For I must undeceive you-it was by
							no command of mine that the Albans withdrew to the mountains. What you
							heard was not a real order but a pretended one, which I used as an
							artifice to prevent your knowing that you were deserted, and so losing
							heart for the battle, and also to fill the enemy with alarm and a desire
							to flee by making them think that they were being </p></div><div n="6" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> surrounded. The guilt which I am denouncing does not involve all the
							Albans; they only followed their general, just as you would have done
							had I wanted to lead my army away from the field. It is Mettius who is
							the leader of this march, Mettius who engineered this war, Mettius who
							broke the treaty between <placeName key="perseus,Rome">Rome</placeName>
							and </p></div><div n="7" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> Alba. Others may venture on similar practices, if I do not make this man
							a signal lesson to all the world.” The armed centurions closed
							round Mettius, and the king proceeded: “I shall take a course
							which will bring good fortune and happiness to the Roman people and
							myself, and to you, Albans; it is my intention to transfer the entire
								<placeName key="tgn,1031727">Alban</placeName> population to
								<placeName key="perseus,Rome">Rome</placeName>, to give the rights
							of citizenship to the plebeians, and enrol the nobles in the senate, and
							to make one City, one </p></div></div></div></div></body></text></TEI>
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