rom the eastern hills they saw the Romans creeping across the
moor, in black dots and patches, and the sound of the horns drew
nearer.
Then they arrayed themselves, and went out in the white morning; and
the women watched from the wall. But Heiri's wife was told the tale,
and went to the temple, but dared not enter, for no woman might set
foot therein; and she wailed sitting at the gate, calling upon Heiri
to come forth; but Heiri lay on his back before the image, the blood
flowing from his breast, while Nefri held his head upon his knee.
Then went the battle very evilly for the tribe; little by little they
were driven back upon the camp; and they were like sheep without a
shepherd--and still the chiefs hoped in the help of the god; but the
priests were smitten down one by one, and last of all the chief priest
fell, his bowels gushing from a wound in his side, and cursed the god
and died cursing.
Then the heavens overclouded: blacker and blacker the clouds gathered,
with a lurid redness underneath like copper; till a mighty storm fell
upon them, just as the Cambrians broke and fled back to the camp, and
watched the steady advance of the Roman line, with the eagles bowing
and nodding as they swept over the uneven moor.
Then suddenly they were aware of a strange thing. Whence it came they
knew not, but suddenly under the camp wall there appeared the figure
of a man in armour, on a white horse; it was the form of Heiri as they
had often seen him ride forth on his white charger to battle; and
behind him seemed to be a troop of dark and shadowy horsemen. Heiri
seemed to turn round, and raise his sword in the air, as he had often
done in life; and then, with a great rending of the heavens, and a
mighty crash of thunder, the troop of horse swept down upon the Roman
line. Then came a fearful sound from the moorland; and those who gazed
from the wall saw the Romans waver and turn; and in a moment they were
in flight, melting away in the moor, as stones that roll from a cliff
after a frost; and all men held their breath in silence; for they saw
the Romans flying and none to pursue, except that some thought that
they saw the white horse ride hither and thither, and the flash of the
waving sword of Heiri.
There followed a strange and dreadful night; the list of warriors was
called and many were absent; from hour to hour a few wounded men
crawled in; and in the morning, seeing that the Romans were not near
at hand, they s
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