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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="7" subtype="book" type="textpart"><div n="35" subtype="chapter" type="textpart"><div n="9" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> and thirst. Our one chance of safety, then, lies in our breaking our way
							through and departing. We must do that either in the daytime or </p></div><div n="10" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> at night. But this is a point which admits of little doubt; if we wait
							for daylight how can we hope that the enemy, who, as you see, has drawn
							a ring of men all round us, will not completely enclose us with
							entrenchments? On the other hand, if night be best for our sortie, as it
							most certainly is, then this hour of the night is most assuredly </p></div><div n="11" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> the fittest. You have mustered at the call for the second watch, an hour
							when men are buried in sleep. You will pass through them in silence,
							unnoticed by the sleepers, but should they become aware of your presence
							you will throw them into a panic by a </p></div><div n="12" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> sudden shout. You have followed me so far, follow me still, while I
							follow Fortune who has guided us here Those of you who think this a safe
							plan step forward and pass over to the right.” </p></div></div><div n="36" subtype="chapter" type="textpart"><div n="1" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p>All Crossed over. They there followed Decius as he moved through the
							intervals between the pickets. </p></div><div n="2" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> They had already got as far as the centre of the Samnite lines when a
							soldier striding over the bodies of the sleeping sentinels made a noise
							by striking his shield against one of them. The sentinel awakened by the
							sound shook the one next him; they both jumped up and aroused others,
							not knowing whether friends or foes were amongst them, whether it was
							Decius' force breaking out or the consul capturing the camp. </p></div><div n="3" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> As they were no longer unobserved, Decius ordered his men to raise a
							shout, which paralysed the half-awakened sleepers with terror. </p></div><div n="4" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> In their confusion they were unable to seize their arms promptly and
							could neither offer any resistance nor follow up their assailants. </p></div><div n="5" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> While the Samnites were in this state of confusion and panic, the
							Romans, cutting down all who opposed them, made their way in the
							direction of the consul's camp. A considerable portion of the night
							still remained and they were evidently now in safety. Decius addressed
							them: “All honour to you, brave Romans! </p></div><div n="6" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> Your march up that height and your return will be extolled in every age
							But for the due recognition of such courage the light of day is needed;
							you have deserved something more than to carry your glory back to camp
							hidden in the silence of the night. </p></div><div n="7" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> We will rest here and wait for the daylight.” They rested
							accordingly. As soon as it was light and the news was sent on to the
							consul in camp, there was great excitement and rejoicing, and where it
							was officially announced throughout the camp that the men who saved the
							army at the risk of their own lives had themselves returned safe and
							sound, they all poured out in crowds to meet them, showered
							congratulations upon them, gave thanks and praise to the gods, and
							extolled Decius to the skies. </p></div><div n="8" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> He marched through the camp in what amounted to a triumphal procession
							with his small force fully armed. Every eye was fixed upon him; the
							military tribune was treated with as much distinction as if he had been
							a consul. </p></div><div n="9" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> When he reached the headquarters' tent, the consul ordered the Assembly
							to be sounded. </p></div><div n="10" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> He was beginning to give Decius the praise he had so well earned, before
							the whole army, when Decius interrupted him and begged him to postpone
							those proceedings in view of the splendid opportunity which they now had
							in their hands. </p></div><div n="11" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> He accordingly dismissed the parade and followed Decius' advice, which
							was to attack the enemy before they had recovered from their nocturnal
							panic and were still stationed round the height in separate detachments;
							some who had been sent in pursuit were believed to be still defiling
							through the pass. </p></div><div n="12" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> The legions were ordered to arm for battle and were conducted by a more
							open route towards the enemy, as scouting parties had brought back
							fuller information about the locality. The attack was sudden and
							unexpected; the Samnites were everywhere in scattered bodies, most of
							them without arms, unable to secure their weapons or get into any
							compact formation or retire within their entrenchments. They were first
							driven in panic into their camp, there the camp itself was rushed and
							captured. </p></div><div n="13" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> The shouting rolled round the height and the detachments who had been
							posted to watch it fled from a foe whom they had not yet seen. Those who
							had fled panic-struck into their camp —some 3o,ooo —were all slain. </p></div></div></div></div></body></text></TEI>
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