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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="5" subtype="book" type="textpart"><div n="38" subtype="chapter" type="textpart"><div n="4" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> directed his attack upon the reserves, feeling quite certain that if he
							drove them from their position, his overwhelming numbers would give him
							an easy victory on the level ground. So not only Fortune but tactics
							also were on the side of the barbarians. </p></div><div n="5" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> In the other army there was nothing to remind one of Romans either
							amongst the generals or the private soldiers. They were terrified, and
							all they thought about was flight, and so utterly had they lost their
							heads that a far greater number fled to Veii, a hostile city, though the
							Tiber lay in their way, than by the direct road to Rome, to their wives
							and children. For a short time the reserves were protected by their
							position. </p></div><div n="6" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> In the rest of the army, no sooner was the battle-shout heard on their
							flank by those nearest to the reserves, and then by those at the other
							end of the line heard in their rear, than they fled, whole and unhurt,
							almost before they had seen their untried foe, without any attempt to
							fight or even to give back the battle-shout. </p></div><div n="7" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> None were slain while actually fighting; they were cut down from behind
							whilst hindering one another's flight in a confused, struggling mass.
						</p></div><div n="8" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> Along the bank of the Tiber, whither the whole of the left wing had
							fled, after throwing away their arms, there was great slaughter. Many
							who were unable to swim or were hampered by the weight of their
							cuirasses and other armour were sucked down by the current. </p></div><div n="9" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> The greater number, however, reached Veii in safety, yet not only were
							no troops sent from there to defend the City, but not even was a
							messenger despatched to report the defeat to Rome. </p></div><div n="10" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> All the men on the right wing, which had been stationed some distance
							from the river, and nearer to the foot of the hill, made for Rome and
							took refuge in the Citadel without even closing the City gates. </p></div></div><div n="39" subtype="chapter" type="textpart"><div n="1" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p>The Gauls for their part were almost dumb with astonishment at so sudden
							and extraordinary a victory. At first they did not dare to move from the
							spot, as though puzzled by what had happened, then they began to fear a
							surprise, at last they began to despoil the dead, and, as their custom
							is, to pile up the arms in heaps. </p></div></div></div></div></body></text></TEI>
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