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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 n="2" subtype="book" type="textpart"><div n="19" subtype="chapter" type="textpart"><div n="5" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> The battle that followed was more obstinately and desperately fought
							than any previous ones had been. For the commanders not only took their
							part in directing the action, they fought personally against each other,
							and hardly one of the leaders in either army, with the exception of the
							Roman Dictator, left the field unwounded. </p></div><div n="6" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> Tarquinius Superbus, though now enfeebled by age, spurred his horse
							against Postumius, who in the front of the line was addressing and
							forming his men. He was struck in the side and carried off by a body of
							his followers into a place of safety. </p></div><div n="7" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> Similarly on the other wing Aebutius, Master of the Horse, directed his
							attack against Octavius Mamilius; the Tusculan leader saw him coming and
							rode at him full speed. </p></div><div n="8" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> So terrific was the shock that Aebutius' arm was pierced,: Mamilius was
							speared in the breast, and led off by the Latins into their second line.
						</p></div><div n="9" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> Aebutius, unable to hold a weapon with his wounded arm, retired from the
							fighting. The Latin leader, in no way deterred by his wound, infused
							fresh energy into the combat, for, seeing that his own men were
							wavering, he called up the cohort of Roman exiles, who were led by
							Lucius Tarquinius. </p></div><div n="10" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> The loss of country and fortune made them fight all the more
							desperately; for a short time they restored the battle, and the Romans
							who were opposed to them began to give ground. </p></div></div><div n="20" subtype="chapter" type="textpart"><div n="1" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p>M. Valerius, the brother of Publicola, catching sight of the fiery young
							Tarquin conspicuous in the front line, dug spurs into his horse and made
							for him with levelled lance, eager to enhance the pride of his house,
							that the family who boasted of having expelled the Tarquins might </p></div><div n="2" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> have the glory of killing them. </p></div></div></div></div></body></text></TEI>
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