He reared a long quadrangular terrace in front of Utica, but in proportion as it ascended the rampart was also heightened, and what was thrown down by the one side was almost immediately raised again by the other.Spendius took care of his men; he dreamed of plans and strove to recall the stratagems which he had heard described in his travels.But why did Narr' Havas not return? There was nothing but anxiety.
Hanno had at last concluded his preparations.One night when there was no moon he transported his elephants and soldiers on rafts across the Gulf of Carthage.Then they wheeled round the mountain of the Hot Springs so as to avoid Autaritus, and continued their march so slowly that instead of surprising the Barbarians in the morning, as the Suffet had calculated, they did not reach them until it was broad daylight on the third day.
Utica had on the east a plain which extended to the large lagoon of Carthage; behind it a valley ran at right angles between two low and abruptly terminated mountains; the Barbarians were encamped further to the left in such a way as to blockade the harbour; and they were sleeping in their tents (for on that day both sides were too weary to fight and were resting) when the Carthaginian army appeared at the turning of the hills.
Some camp followers furnished with slings were stationed at intervals on the wings.The first line was formed of the guards of the Legion in golden scale-armour, mounted on their big horses, which were without mane, hair, or ears, and had silver horns in the middle of their foreheads to make them look like rhinoceroses.Between their squadrons were youths wearing small helmets and swinging an ashen javelin in each hand.The long files of the heavy infantry marched behind.All these traders had piled as many weapons upon their bodies as possible.
Some might be seen carrying an axe, a lance, a club, and two swords all at once; others bristled with darts like porcupines, and their arms stood out from their cuirasses in sheets of horn or iron plates.
At last the scaffoldings of the lofty engines appeared: carrobalistas, onagers, catapults and scorpions, rocking on chariots drawn by mules and quadrigas of oxen; and in proportion as the army drew out, the captains ran panting right and left to deliver commands, close up the files, and preserve the intervals.Such of the Ancients as held commands had come in purple cassocks, the magnificent fringes of which tangled in the white straps of their cothurni.Their faces, which were smeared all over with vermilion, shone beneath enormous helmets surmounted with images of the gods; and, as they had shields with ivory borders covered with precious stones, they might have been taken for suns passing over walls of brass.
But the Carthaginians manoeuvred so clumsily that the soldiers in derision urged them to sit down.They called out that they were just going to empty their big stomachs, to dust the gilding of their skin, and to give them iron to drink.
A strip of green cloth appeared at the top of the pole planted before Spendius's tent: it was the signal.The Carthaginian army replied to it with a great noise of trumpets, cymbals, flutes of asses' bones, and tympanums.The Barbarians had already leaped outside the palisades, and were facing their enemies within a javelin's throw of them.
A Balearic slinger took a step forward, put one of his clay bullets into his thong, and swung round his arm.An ivory shield was shivered, and the two armies mingled together.
The Greeks made the horses rear and fall back upon their masters by pricking their nostrils with the points of their lances.The slaves who were to hurl stones had picked such as were too big, and they accordingly fell close to them.The Punic foot-soldiers exposed the right side in cutting with their long swords.The Barbarians broke their lines; they slaughtered them freely; they stumbled over the dying and dead, quite blinded by the blood that spurted into their faces.The confused heap of pikes, helmets, cuirasses and swords turned round about, widening out and closing in with elastic contractions.The gaps increased more and more in the Carthaginian cohorts, the engines could not get out of the sand; and finally the Suffet's litter (his grand litter with crystal pendants), which from the beginning might have been seen tossing among the soldiers like a bark on the waves, suddenly foundered.He was no doubt dead.The Barbarians found themselves alone.
The dust around them fell and they were beginning to sing, when Hanno himself appeared on the top of an elephant.He sat bare-headed beneath a parasol of byssus which was carried by a Negro behind him.His necklace of blue plates flapped against the flowers on his black tunic; his huge arms were compressed within circles of diamonds, and with open mouth he brandished a pike of inordinate size, which spread out at the end like a lotus, and flashed more than a mirror.
Immediately the earth shook,--and the Barbarians saw all the elephants of Carthage, with their gilt tusks and blue-painted ears, hastening up in single line, clothed with bronze and shaking the leathern towers which were placed above their scarlet caparisons, in each of which were three archers bending large bows.
The soldiers were barely in possession of their arms; they had taken up their positions at random.They were frozen with terror; they stood undecided.
