ay and night； making their way； secretly as they supposed； through the passes of the mountains。 As the tract of country they intended to maraud was far in the Moorish territories； near the coast of the Mediterranean； they did not arrive there until late in the following day。 In passing through these stern and lofty mountains their path was often along the bottom of a barranco； or deep rocky valley； with a scanty stream dashing along it among the loose rocks and stones which it had broken and rolled down in the time of its autumnal violence。 Sometimes their road was a mere rambla； or dry bed of a torrent； cut deep into the mountains and filled with their shattered fragments。 These barrancos and ramblas were overhung by immense cliffs and precipices； forming the lurking… places of ambuscades during the wars between the Moors and Spaniards； as in after times they have become the favorite haunts of robbers to waylay the unfortunate traveller。
As the sun went down the cavaliers came to a lofty part of the mountains； commanding to the right a distant glimpse of a part of the fair vega of Malaga； with the blue Mediterranean beyond； and they hailed it with exultation as a glimpse of the promised land。 As the night closed in they reached the chain of little valleys and hamlets locked up among these rocky heights； and known among the Moors by the name of the Axarquia。 Here their vaunting hopes were destined to meet with the first disappointment。 The inhabitants had heard of their approach： they had conveyed away their cattle and effects； and with their wives and children had taken refuge in the towers and fastnesses of the mountains。
Enraged at their disappointment； the troops set fire to the deserted houses and pressed forward； hoping for better fortune as they advanced。 Don Alonso de Aguilar and the other cavaliers in the van…guard spread out their forces to lay waste the country； capturing a few lingering herds of cattle； with the Moorish peasants who were driving them to some place of safety。
While this marauding party carried fire and sword in the advance and lit up the mountain…cliffs with the flames of the hamlets； the master of Santiago； who brought the rear…guard； maintained strict order； keeping his knights together in martial array； ready for attack or defence should an enemy appear。 The men…at…arms of the Holy Brotherhood attempted to roam in quest of booty； but he called them back and rebuked them severely。
At length they came to a part of the mountain completely broken up by barrancos and ramblas of vast depth and shagged with rocks and precipices。 It was impossible to maintain the order of march； the horses had no room for action； and were scarcely manageable； having to scramble from rock to rock and up and down frightful declivities where there was scarce footing for a mountain…goat。 Passing by a burning village； the light of the flames revealed their perplexed situation。 The Moors； who had taken refuge in a watch…tower on an impending height； shouted with exultation when they looked down upon these glistening cavaliers struggling and stumbling among the rocks。 Sallying forth from their tower； they took possession of the cliffs which overhung the ravine and hurled darts and stones upon the enemy。 It was with the utmost grief of heart that the good master of Santiago beheld his brave men falling like helpless victims around him； without the means of resistance or revenge。 The confusion of his followers was increased by the shouts of the Moors multiplied by the echoes of every crag and cliff； as if they were surrounded by innumerable foes。 Being entirely ignorant of the country； in their struggles to extricate themselves they plunged into other glens and defiles； where they were still more exposed to danger。 In this extremity the master of Santiago despatched messengers in search of succor。 The marques of Cadiz； like a loyal companion…in…arms； hastened to his aid with his cavalry： his approach checked the assaults of the enemy； and the master was at length enabled to extricate his troops from the defile。
In the mean time； Don Alonso de Aguilar and his companions； in their eager advance； had likewise got entangled in deep glens and the dry beds of torrents； where they had been severely galled by the insulting attacks of a handful of Moorish peasants posted on the impending precipices。 The proud spirit of De Aguilar was incensed at having the game of war thus turned upon him； and his gallant forces domineered over by mountain…boors whom he had thought to drive； like their own cattle； to Antiquera。 Hearing； however； that his friend the marques of Cadiz and the master of Santiago were engaged with the enemy； he disregarded his own danger； and； calling together his troops； returned to assist them； or rather to partake their perils。 Being once more together； the cavaliers held a hasty council amidst the hurling of stones and the whistling of arrows； and their resolves were quickened by the sight from time to time of some gallant companion…in…arms laid low。 They determined that there was no spoil in this part of the country to repay for the extraordinary peril； and that it was better to abandon the herds they had already taken； which only embarrassed their march； and to retreat with all speed to less dangerous ground。
The adalides； or guides； were ordered to lead the way out of this place of carnage。 These； thinking to conduct them by the most secure route； led them by a steep and rocky pass； difficult for the foot…soldiers； but almost impracticable to the cavalry。 It was overhung with precipices； from whence showers of stones and arrows were poured upon them； accompanied by savage yells which appalled the stoutest heart。 In some places they could pass but one at a time； and were often transpierced； horse and rider； by the Moorish darts； impeding the progress of their comrades by their dying struggles。 The surrounding precipices were lit up by a thousand alarm…fires： every crag and cliff had its flame； by the light of which they beheld their foes bounding from rock to rock and looking more like fiends than mortal men。
Either through terror and confusion or through real ignorance of the country their guides； instead of conducting them out of the mountains； led them deeper into their fatal recesses。 The morning dawned upon them in a narrow rambla； its bottom formed of broken rocks； where once had raved along the mountain…torrent； while above there beetled great arid cliffs； over the brows of which they beheld the turbaned heads of their fierce and exulting foes。 What a different appearance did the unfortunate cavaliers present from that of the gallant band that marched so vauntingly out of Antiquera！ Covered with dust and blood and wounds； and haggard with fatigue and horror； they looked like victims rather than like warriors。 Many of their banners were lost； and not a trumpet was heard to rally up their sinking spirits。 The men turned with imploring eyes to their commanders； while the hearts of the cavaliers were ready to burst with rage and grief at the merciless havoc made among their faithful followers。
All day they made ineffectual attempts to extricate themselves from the mountains。 Columns of smoke rose from the heights where in the preceding night had blazed the alarm…fire。 The mountaineers assembled from every direction： they swarmed at every pass； getting in the advance of the Christians； and garrisoning the cliffs like so many towers and battlements。
Night closed again upon the Christians when they were shut up in a narrow valley traversed by a deep stream and surrounded by precipices which seemed to reach the skies； and on which blazed and flared the alarm…fires。 Suddenly a new cry was heard resounding along the valley。 〃El Zagal！ El Zagal！〃 echoed from cliff to cliff。
〃What cry is that？〃 said the master of Santiago。
〃It is the war…cry of El Zagal； the Moorish general；〃 said an old Castilian soldier： 〃he must be coming in person； with the troops of Malaga。〃
The worthy master turned to his knights： 〃Let us die；〃 said he； 〃making a road with our hearts； since we cannot with our swords。 Let us scale the mountain and sell our lives dearly； instead of staying here to be tamely butchered。〃
So saying； he turned his steed against the mountain and spurred him up its flinty side。 Horse and foot followed his example； eager； if they could not escape； to have at least a dying blow at the enemy。 As they struggled up the height a tremendous storm of darts and stones was showered upon them by the Moors。 Sometimes a fragment of rock came bounding and thundering down； ploughing its way through the centre of their host。 The foot…soldiers； faint with weariness and hunger or crippled by wounds； held by the tails and manes of the horses to aid them in their ascent； while the horses； losing their foothold among the loose stones or receiving some sudden wound； tumbled down the steep declivity； steed； rider； and soldier rolling from crag to crag until they were dashed to pieces in the valley。 In this desperate struggle the alferez or standard…bearer of the master； with his standard； was lost； as were many of his relations and his dearest friends。 At length he succeeded in attaining the crest of the mountain； but it was only to be plunged in new difficulties。 A wilderness of rocks and rugged dells lay before him beset by cruel foes。 Having neither banner nor trumpet by which to rally his troops； they wandered apart； each intent upon saving himself from the precipices of the mountains and the darts of the enemy。 When the pious master of Santiago beheld the scattered fragments of his late gallant force； he could not restrain his grief。 〃O God！〃 exclaimed he； 〃great is thine anger this day against thy servants。 Thou hast converted the cowardice of these infidels into desperate valor； and hast made peasants and boors victorious over armed men of battle。〃
He would fain have kept with his foot…soldiers； and； gathering them together； have made head against the enemy； but those around him entreated him to think only of his personal safety。 To remain was to perish without striking a blow； to escape was to preserve a life that might be devoted to vengeance on the Moors。 The master relucta