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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="4" subtype="book" type="textpart"><div n="33" subtype="chapter" type="textpart"><div n="6" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> The blood of ambassadors and colonists, your fellow-countrymen, and the
							devastation of your borders call upon you to do this.” At the
							Dictator's command the whole line advanced; some of the torches were
							caught as they were thrown, others were wrenched from the bearers; both
							armies were armed with fire. </p></div><div n="7" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> The Master of the Horse, too, on his part, invented a new mode of
							fighting for his cavalry. </p></div><div n="8" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> He ordered his men to take the bits off the horses, and, giving his own
							horse his head and putting spurs to it, he was carried into the midst of
							the flames, whilst the other horses, urged into a hard gallop, carried
							their riders against the enemy. The dust they raised, mixed with the
							smoke, blinded both horses and men. The sight which had terrified the
							infantry had no terrors for the horses. </p></div><div n="9" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> Wherever the cavalry moved they left the slain in heaps. At this moment
							fresh shouts were heard, creating astonishment in both armies. The
							Dictator called out that Quinctius and his men had attacked the enemy in
							the rear, and on the shouts being renewed, he pressed his own attack
							with more vigour. </p></div><div n="10" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> When the two bodies in two distinct attacks had forced the Etruscans
							back both in front and rear and hemmed them in, so that there was no way
							of escape either to their camp or to the hills —for in that direction
							the fresh enemy had intercepted them —and the horses, with their reins
							loose, were carrying their riders about in all directions, most of the
							Veientines made a wild rush for the Tiber; the survivors amongst the
							Fidenates made for their city. </p></div><div n="11" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> The flight of the terrified Veientines carried them into the midst of
							slaughter, some were killed on the banks, others were driven into the
							river and swept away by the current; even good swimmers were carried
							down by wounds and fright and exhaustion, few out of the many got
							across. </p></div><div n="12" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> The other body made their way through their camp to their city with the
							Romans in close pursuit, especially Quinctius and his men, who had just
							come down from the hills, and having arrived towards the close of the
							struggle, were fresher for the work. </p></div></div></div></div></body></text></TEI>
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