第 5 节
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towns; but live in a vast high hill; within the deep dens and caves of
the rocks; the mouths of which open all towards the north。 The country
below is of a soil resembling a light clay; so loose as easily to
break into powder; and is not firm enough to bear any one that
treads upon it; and if you touch it in the least it flies about like
ashes or unslacked lime。 In any danger of war; these people
descended into their caves; and carrying in their booty and prey along
with them; stayed quietly within; secure from every attack。 And when
Sertorius; leaving Metellus some distance off; had placed his camp
near this hill; they slighted and despised him; imagining that he
retired into these parts; being overthrown by the Romans。 And
whether out of anger or resentment; or out of his unwillingness to
be thought to fly from his enemies; early in the morning he rode up to
view the situation of the place。 But finding there was no way to
come at it; as he rode about; threatening them in vain and
disconcerted; he took notice that the wind raised the dust and carried
it up towards the caves of the Characitanians; the mouths of which; as
I said before; opened towards the north; and the northern wind;
which some call Caecias; prevailing most in those parts; coming up out
of moist plains or mountains covered with snow; at this particular
time; in the heat of summer; being further supplied and increased by
the melting of the ice in the northern regions; blew a delightful
fresh gale; cooling and refreshing the Characitanians and their cattle
all the day long。 Sertorius; considering well all circumstances in
which either the information of the inhabitants or his own
experience had instructed him; commanded his soldiers to shovel up a
great quantity of this light; dusty earth; to heap it up together; and
make a mount of it over against the hill in which those barbarous
people resided; who; imagining that all this preparation was for
raising a mound to get at them; only mocked and laughed at it。
However; he continued the work till the evening; and brought his
soldiers back into their camp。
The next morning a gentle breeze at first arose; and moved the
lightest parts of the earth and dispersed it about as the chaff before
the wind; but when the sun coming to be higher; the strong northerly
wind had covered the hills with the dust; the soldiers came and turned
this mound of earth over and over; and broke the hard clods in pieces;
whilst others on horseback rode through it backward and forward; and
raised a cloud of dust into the air: there with the wind the whole
of it was carried away and blown into the dwellings of the
Characitanians; all lying open to the north。 And there being no
other vent or breathing…place than that through which the Caecias
rushed in upon them; it quickly blinded their eyes and filled their
lungs; and all but choked them; whilst they strove to draw in the
rough air mingled with dust and powdered earth。 Nor were they able;
with all they could do; to hold out above two days; but yielding up
themselves on the third; adding; by their defeat; not so much of the
power of Sertorius; as to his renown; in proving that he was able to
conquer places by art; which were impregnable by the force of arms。
So long as he had to do with Metellus; he was thought to owe his
successes to his opponent's age and slow temper; which were ill suited
for coping with the daring and activity of one who commanded a light
army more like a band of robbers than regular soldiers。 But when
Pompey also passed over the Pyrenees; and Sertorius pitched his camp
near him; and offered and himself accepted every occasion by which
military skill could be put to the proof; and in this contest of
dexterity was found to have the better; both in baffling his enemy's
designs and in counter…scheming himself; the fame of him now spread
even to Rome itself; as the most expert commander of his time。 For the
renown of Pompey was not small; who had already won much honour by his
achievements in the wars of Sylla; from whom he received the title
of Magnus; and was called Pompey the Great; and who had risen to the
honour of a triumph before the beard had grown on his face。 And many
cities which were under Sertorius were on the very eve of revolting
and going over to Pompey; when they were deterred from it by that
great action; amongst others; which he performed near the city of
Lauron; contrary to the expectation of all。
For Sertorius had laid siege to Lauron; and Pompey came with his
whole army to relieve it; and there being a hill near this city very
advantageously situated; they both made haste to take it。 Sertorius
was beforehand; and took possession of it first; and Pompey; having
drawn down his forces; was not sorry that it had thus happened;
imagining that he had hereby enclosed his enemy between his own army
and the city; and sent in a messenger to the citizens of Lauron; to
bid them be of good courage; and to come upon their walls; where
they might see their besieger besieged。 Sertorius; perceiving their
intentions; smiled; and said he would now teach Sylla's scholar; for
so he called Pompey in derision; that it was the part of a general
to look as well behind him as before him; and at the same time
showed them six thousand soldiers; whom he had left in his former
camp; from whence he marched out to take the hill; where; if Pompey
should assault him; they might fall upon his rear。 Pompey discovered
this too late and not daring to give battle; for fear of being
encompassed; and yet being ashamed to desert his friends and
confederates in their extreme danger; was thus forced to sit still;
and see them ruined before his face。 For the besieged despaired of
relief; and delivered up themselves to Sertorius; who spared their
lives and granted them their liberty; but burnt their city; not out of
anger or cruelty; for of all commanders that ever were Sertorius
seemed least of all to have indulged these passions; but only for
the greater shame and confusion of the admirers of Pompey; and that it
might be reported amongst the Spaniards; that though he had been so
close to the fire which burnt down the city of his confederates as
actually to feel the heat of it; he still had not dared to make any
opposition。
Sertorius; however; sustained many losses; but he always
maintained himself and those immediately with him undefeated; and it
was by other commanders under him that he suffered; and he was more
admired for being able to repair his losses; and for recovering the
victory; than the Roman generals against him for gaining these
advantages; as at the battle of Sucro against Pompey; and at the
battle near Tuttia; against him and Metellus together。 The battle near
the Sucro was fought; it is said; through the impatience of Pompey;
lest Metellus should share with him in the victory; Sertorius being
also willing to engage Pompey before the arrival of Metellus;
Sertorius delayed the time till the evening; considering that the
darkness of the night would be a disadvantage to his enemies;
whether flying or pursuing; being strangers; and having no knowledge
of the country。
When the fight began; it happened that Sertorius was not placed
directly against Pompey; but against Afranius; who had command of
the left wing of the Roman army; as he commanded the right wing of his
own; but when he understood that his left wing began to give way;
and yield to the assault of Pompey; he committed the care of his right
wing to other commanders; and made haste to relieve those in distress;
and rallying some that were flying; and encouraging others that
still kept their ranks; he renewed the fight; and attacked the enemy
in their pursuit so effectively as to cause a considerable rout; and
brought Pompey into great danger of his life。 For after being
wounded and losing his horse; he escaped unexpectedly。 For the
Africans with Sertorius; who took Pompey's horse; set out with gold;
and covered with rich trappings; fell out with one another; and upon
the dividing of the spoil; gave over the pursuit。 Afranius; in the
meantime; as soon as Sertorius had left his right wing; to assist
the other part of his army; overthrew all that opposed him; and
pursuing them to their camp; fell in together with them; and plundered
them till it was dark night; knowing nothing of Pompey's overthrow;
nor being able to restrain his soldiers from pillaging; when
Sertorius; returning with victory; fell upon him and upon his men; who
were all in disorder; and slew many of them。 And the next morning he
came into the field again well armed; and offered battle; but
perceiving that Metellus was near; he drew off; and returned to his
camp; saying; 〃If this old woman had not come up; I would have whipped
that boy soundly; and sent him to Rome。〃
He was much concerned that his white hind could nowhere be found; as
he was thus destitute of an admirable contrivance to encourage the
barbarous people at a time when he most stood in need of it。 Some men;
however; wandering in the night; chanced to meet her; and knowing
her by her colour; took her; to whom Sertorius promised a good reward;
if they would tell no one of