Campaigns in Lacetania, 217BC, part 1
Late in the spring of 217BC, General Scipio halted his men and constructed a marching camp. He didn't want to over-stretch his supply lines, nor advance too deep into the countryside without being sure of the loyalty of the local tribes.
While in his camp, his scouts and spies reported the approach of a Qarthadastim army, Bodinelqart and the survivors of the last encounter returned for more. Scipio was puzzled as to why the Punic commander would seek battle again so soon, without even drawing reinforcements. Perhaps he was confident that his elephants would do better this time. Perhaps he feared being replaced if he didn't quickly earn a victory to expunge his defeat. Perhaps there was some other, inscrutable reason. Despite being outnumbered two-to-one, Bodinelqart sought battle. Scipio's men were eager for vengeance for Orata, and cheered when they were ordered to march out of the camp to offer battle.
Scipio's army drew up on the top of a hill, looking down the wooded slopes to where Bodinelqart advanced.
Bodinelqart led with his elephants, hoping to sow disoder and rout the Romans with the first charge. He rode one of the elephants himself, perhaps adding to the confidence he felt.
Elephants and cavalry charged clear of the trees, entering a hailstorm of missiles from both the Roman light and line troops. Wary of the elephants, centurions ordered the men to throw everything they had, regardless that it might leave them with nothing for the enemy infantry when they arrived.
His overconfidence led to his end, Bodinelqart was killed by a sling bullet which took him in the throat. He died choking on his own blood as he tried in vain to dig the pellet out.
Soon all the elephants were driven off.
Elite infantry emerged from the woods and, heedless of the loss of their commander engaged the Romans.
Supporting them came Numidian skirmishers.
The extraordinarii and Campanian cavalry looped around the line to threaten the elite's rear.
And in a short while, the pressure broke the resolve of even these very brave men.
The Gallic cavalry drove off the skirmishers.
Surrounded, the elites in the centre broke.
But those on the left fought on.
In the end, though, they could not survive alone and were forced to flee. Bodinelqart had foolishly thrown away his life and his army.
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