Thousands who had groaned under the cruelty of the king flocked to his side, but even then the army of Alexander was twice as large as his.
The two forces met at a place called Cynoscephalæ, where a great battle was fought.
Pelopidas led his men well, and himself fought so bravely that the battle was all but won in spite of the greater strength of the enemy. Suddenly Pelopidas caught sight of Alexander, and forgetting everything save his desire to avenge his imprisonment, he sprang forward to slay the tyrant. Ere his followers could reach him, he himself was struck down and killed.
Alexander was defeated and his kingdom was taken from him. But the Thessalians could not rejoice, because Pelopidas, to whom they owed their deliverance, had been slain. They buried him with great pomp on the field where he had fallen.
Epaminondas was filled with grief at the loss of his dear friend. He tried to forget his sorrow in serving his country.
In 362 B.C. he fought at Mantinea against the Spartans, on the field where long before he had saved the life of Pelopidas.
Never had Epaminondas fought more bravely than on this day, leading the Bœotians against the foe 'as a war-galley ploughs through the waves with its beak.'
The victory was well-nigh gained, when a Spartan thrust his pike through the breast of Epaminondas. He fell, and his men carried him off the field to a little hill, from which the battle could be seen.
For a short time the great general lay unconscious, but at length he opened his eyes and asked if his shield was safe. He was told that it was safe and that the battle was won.
Then he begged to see his two chief officers. They had fallen on the field, and when the news was broken to him, the dying man said,
