第 36 节
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淋雨 更新:2021-02-21 13:47 字数:9322
Two hours afterwards Matho arrived。 He caught sight in the starlight
of long; uneven heaps lying upon the ground。
They were files of Barbarians。 He stooped down; all were dead。 He
called into the distance; but no voice replied。
That very morning he had left Hippo…Zarytus with his soldiers to march
upon Carthage。 At Utica the army under Spendius had just set out; and
the inhabitants were beginning to fire the engines。 All had fought
desperately。 But; the tumult which was going on in the direction of
the bridge increasing in an incomprehensible fashion; Matho had struck
across the mountain by the shortest road; and as the Barbarians were
fleeing over the plain he had encountered nobody。
Facing him were little pyramidal masses rearing themselves in the
shade; and on this side of the river and closer to him were motionless
lights on the surface of the ground。 In fact the Carthaginians had
fallen back behind the bridge; and to deceive the Barbarians the
Suffet had stationed numerous posts upon the other bank。
Matho; still advancing; thought that he could distinguish Punic
engines; for horses' heads which did not stir appeared in the air
fixed upon the tops of piles of staves which could not be seen; and
further off he could hear a great clamour; a noise of songs; and
clashing of cups。
Then; not knowing where he was nor how to find Spendius; assailed with
anguish; scared; and lost in the darkness; he returned more
impetuously by the same road。 The dawn as growing grey when from the
top of the mountain he perceived the town with the carcases of the
engines blackened by the flames and looking like giant skeletons
leaning against the walls。
All was peaceful amid extraordinary silence and heaviness。 Among his
soldiers on the verge of the tents men were sleeping nearly naked;
each upon his back; or with his forehead against his arm which was
supported by his cuirass。 Some were unwinding bloodstained bandages
from their legs。 Those who were doomed to die rolled their heads about
gently; others dragged themselves along and brought them drink。 The
sentries walked up and down along the narrow paths in order to warm
themselves; or stood in a fierce attitude with their faces turned
towards the horizon; and their pikes on their shoulders。 Matho found
Spendius sheltered beneath a rag of canvas; supported by two sticks
set in the ground; his knee in his hands and his head cast down。
They remained for a long time without speaking。
At last Matho murmured: 〃Conquered!〃
Spendius rejoined in a gloomy voice: 〃Yes; conquered!〃
And to all questions he replied by gestures of despair。
Meanwhile sighs and death…rattles reached them。 Matho partially opened
the canvas。 Then the sight of the soldiers reminded him of another
disaster on the same spot; and he ground his teeth: 〃Wretch! once
already〃
Spendius interrupted him: 〃You were not there either。〃
〃It is a curse!〃 exclaimed Matho。 〃Nevertheless; in the end I will
get at him! I will conquer him! I will slay him! Ah! if I had been
there!〃 The thought of having missed the battle rendered him even
more desperate than the defeat。 He snatched up his sword and threw it
upon the ground。 〃But how did the Carthaginians beat you?〃
The former slave began to describe the manoeuvres。 Matho seemed to see
them; and he grew angry。 The army from Utica ought to have taken
Hamilcar in the rear instead of hastening to the bridge。
〃Ah! I know!〃 said Spendius。
〃You ought to have made your ranks twice as deep; avoided exposing the
velites against the phalanx; and given free passage to the elephants。
Everything might have been recovered at the last moment; there was no
necessity to fly。〃
Spendius replied:
〃I saw him pass along in his large red cloak; with uplifted arms and
higher than the dust; like an eagle flying upon the flank of the
cohorts; and at every nod they closed up or darted forward; the throng
carried us towards each other; he looked at me; and I felt the cold
steel as it were in my heart。〃
〃He selected the day; perhaps?〃 whispered Matho to himself。
They questioned each other; trying to discover what it was that had
brought the Suffet just when circumstances were most unfavourable。
They went on to talk over the situation; and Spendius; to extenuate
his fault; or to revive his courage; asserted that some hope still
remained。
〃And if there be none; it matters not!〃 said Matho; 〃alone; I will
carry on the war!〃
〃And I too!〃 exclaimed the Greek; leaping up; he strode to and fro;
his eyes sparkling; and a strange smile wrinkled his jackal face。
〃We will make a fresh start; do not leave me again! I am not made for
battles in the sunlightthe flashing of swords troubles my sight; it
is a disease; I lived too long in the ergastulum。 But give me walls to
scale at night; and I will enter the citadels; and the corpses shall
be cold before cock…crow! Show me any one; anything; an enemy; a
treasure; a woman;a woman;〃 he repeated; 〃were she a king's
daughter; and I will quickly bring your desire to your feet。 You
reproach me for having lost the battle against Hanno; nevertheless I
won it back again。 Confess it! my herd of swine did more for us than a
phalanx of Spartans。〃 And yielding to the need that he felt of
exalting himself and taking his revenge; he enumerated all that he had
done for the cause of the Mercenaries。 〃It was I who urged on the Gaul
in the Suffet's gardens! And later; at Sicca; I maddened them all with
fear of the Republic! Gisco was sending them back; but I prevented the
interpreters speaking。 Ah! how their tongues hung out of their mouths!
do you remember? I brought you into Carthage; I stole the zaimph。 I
led you to her。 I will do more yet: you shall see!〃 He burst out
laughing like a madman。
Matho regarded him with gaping eyes。 He felt in a measure
uncomfortable in the presence of this man; who was at once so cowardly
and so terrible。
The Greek resumed in jovial tones and cracking his fingers:
〃Evoe! Sun after run! I have worked in the quarries; and I have drunk
Massic wine beneath a golden awning in a vessel of my own like a
Ptolemaeus。 Calamity should help to make us cleverer。 By dint of work
we may make fortune bend。 She loves politicians。 She will yield!〃
He returned to Matho and took him by the arm。
〃Master; at present the Carthaginians are sure of their victory。 You
have quite an army which has not fought; and your men obey YOU。 Place
them in the front: mine will follow to avenge themselves。 I have still
three thousand Carians; twelve hundred slingers and archers; whole
cohorts! A phalanx even might be formed; let us return!〃
Matho; who had been stunned by the disaster; had hitherto thought of
no means of repairing it。 He listened with open mouth; and the bronze
plates which circled his sides rose with the leapings of his heart。 He
picked up his sword; crying:
〃Follow me; forward!〃
But when the scouts returned; they announced that the Carthaginian
dead had been carried off; that the bridge was in ruins; and that
Hamilcar had disappeared。
CHAPTER IX
IN THE FIELD
Hamilcar had thought that the Mercenaries would await him at Utica; or
that they would return against him; and finding his forces
insufficient to make or to sustain an attack; he had struck southwards
along the right bank of the river; thus protecting himself immediately
from a surprise。
He intended first to wink at the revolt of the tribes and to detach
them all from the cause of the Barbarians; then when they were quite
isolated in the midst of the provinces he would fall upon them and
exterminate them。
In fourteen days he pacified the region comprised between Thouccaber
and Utica; with the towns of Tignicabah; Tessourah; Vacca; and others
further to the west。 Zounghar built in the mountains; Assoura
celebrated for its temple; Djeraado fertile in junipers; Thapitis; and
Hagour sent embassies to him。 The country people came with their hands
full of provisions; implored his protection; kissed his feet and those
of the soldiers; and complained of the Barbarians。 Some came to offer
him bags containing heads of Mercenaries killed; so they said; by
themselves; but which they had cut off corpses; for many had lost
themselves in their flight; and were found dead here and there beneath
the olive trees and among the vines。
On the morrow of his victory; Hamilcar; to dazzle the people; had sent
to Carthage the two thousand captives taken on the battlefield。 They
arrived in long companies of one hundred men each; all with their arms
fastened behind their backs with a bar of bronze which caught them at
the nape of the neck; and the wounded; bleeding as they still were;
running also along; horsemen followed them; driving them on with blows
of the whip。
Then there was a delirium of j