For almost three hours the fighting went on; everywhere a desperate struggle was kept up, but it raged with greater fierceness round the consul. lIe \vas followed by the pick of his army, and wherever he sa\v his men hard pressed and in difficulties he at once went to their help. Distinguished by his armour he was the object of the enemy's fiercest attacks, which his comrades did their utmost to repel, until an lnsubrian horseman who knew the consul by sight-his name was Ducariuscried out to his countrymen, " Here is the man who slew our legions and laid waste our city and our lands! I will offer him in sacrifice to the shades of my foully murdered countrymen." Digging spurs into his horse he charged into the dense masses of the enemy., and slew an armour-bearer who thre\v himself in the way as he galloped up lance in rest, and then plunged his lance into the consul; but the triar-ii protected the body \vith their shields and prevented him from despoiling it. Then began a genera] flight, neither lake nor mountain stopped the panic-stricken fugitives, they rushed like blind men over cliff and defile, men and arms tumbled pell-mell on one another. A large number, finding no avenue of escape, went into the water up to their shoulders; some in their wild terror even attempted to escape by swimming, an endless and hopeless task in that lake. Either their spirits gave way and they were drowned, or else finding their efforts fruitless, they regained with great difficulty the shallow water at the edge of the lake and were butchered in all directions by the enemy's cavalry who had ridden into the water. About 6000 men who had formed the head of the line of march cut their way through the enemy and cleared the defile, quite unconscious of all that had been going on behind them. They halted on some rising ground, and listened to the shouting belo,v and the clash of arms, but were unable, owing to the fog, to see or find out what the fortunes of the fight were. At last, when the battle was over and the sun's heat had dispelled the fog, mountain and plain revealed in the clear light 'the disastrous overthrow of the Roman army and showed only too plainly that all was lost. Fearing lest they should be seen in the distance and cavalry be sent against them, they hurriedly took up their standards and disappeared with all possible speed. 1\laharbal pursued them through the night with the whole of his mounted force, and on the morrow, as starvation, in addition to all their other miseries) was threatening them, they surrendered to l\JIaharbal, on condition of being allowed to depart with one garment apiece. This pron1ise was kept with Punic faith by I-Iannibal, and he th/ew them all into chains. 1