Beric the Briton : a Story of the Roman Invasion eBook
G. A. (George Alfred) Henty
“In that case, sir, they sometimes make what
they call a tortoise. The soldiers link their
broad shields together, so as to form a complete covering,
resembling the back of a tortoise, and under shelter
of this they advance to the attack. When they
reach the foot of the wall all remain immovable save
those in the front line, who labour with iron bars
to loosen the stones at the foot of the wall, protected
from missiles from above by the shields of their comrades.
From time to time they are relieved by fresh workers
until the foundations of the wall are deeply undermined.
As they proceed they erect massive props to keep up
the wall, and finally fill up the hole with combustibles.
After lighting these they retire. When the props
are consumed the wall of course falls, and they then
rush forward and climb the breach.”
“Truly, Beric, you have profited by your lessons,”
Aska said, laying his hand kindly on the lad’s
shoulder. “The Druids spoke wisely when
they prophesied a great future for you. Before
we have done we may have many Roman strongholds to
capture, and when we do I will see that the council
order that your advice be taken as to how they shall
be attacked; but in this matter tomorrow things must
remain as they are. Unser is a proud chief, and
headstrong, and would not brook any interference.
Should he be repulsed in the assault, I will advise
the queen to call up the Sarci, and allow you to proceed
in your own manner.”
“I will do my best, sir; but time is needed
for proceeding according to the first Roman method,
and our shields are too small for the second.
The place should be taken by tomorrow night, for Cerealis
will assuredly move with his legion to relieve it as
soon as he hears the news of our attack.”
“That is what has been in our minds,”
Aska said. “Well, what do you say, Beric?
After what I saw the other day of the movements you
have taught your tribe I should be sorry to have their
ranks thinned in a hopeless attack upon the temple.
I would rather that we should leave it for the present
and march out to meet Cerealis, leaving a guard here
to keep the Romans hemmed in until we have time to
deal with them.”
Beric stood for a minute or two without answering,
and then said, “I will undertake it, sir, with
the Sarci should Unser’s attack fail.”
CHAPTER VI: FIRST SUCCESSES
Upon leaving his mother, Beric returned to the spot
where the Sarci were lying. Some of the chiefs
were sitting round a fire made of beams and woodwork
dragged from the ruins of the Roman houses.
“We must be up an hour before daybreak; I think
that there will be work for us tomorrow. If Unser
and his tribe fail in capturing the temple we are
to try; and there will be preparations to make.”
And he explained the plan upon which he had determined.
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