nec torrente Libys viso armorumque virumque deiectus spe stare valet, dux Dardanus instat attonito, praegressus equo, tergisque ruentum incumbens hasta socios nunc voce fatigat: perge, age, fer gressus dexter deus; horaque   nostra est.
When Hannibal saw this avalanche of arms and men advancing, he lost courage and confidence. The Roman leader pressed hard on his dismay: as he rode in front, he bent down to spear the backs of the flying foe. At one time he plied his men with encouragement'On! on! make haste! This is our hour and Heaven is favourable.
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