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..