led them against the enemy. His armour, richer and more beautiful than that of his soldiers, at once attracted the attention of the Romans and drew on him the most determined attacks.
His friends, seeing the danger to which the king was exposed, begged him to beware.
One of them, pointing to a barbarian who rode upon a black horse with white feet, said, 'Sire, yonder fellow fixes his whole attention on you alone, taking no notice of others. Be on your guard against him.'
The king answered, 'It is impossible for any man to avoid his fate, but neither he nor any other Italian shall have much satisfaction in engaging with me.'
At that moment the Roman, spurring on his horse and lowering his spear, dashed upon the king.
Pyrrhus fell to the ground, for his steed was pierced by the enemy's spear.
Quick as lightning, Leonnatus, who had warned Pyrrhus of this very soldier, killed the Roman's horse, and before he or any other of the enemy could reach the king, his friends had dragged him to a place of safety. He was then persuaded to change his armour with one of his officers named Megacles.
The Romans now fiercely attacked Megacles, and at length they succeeded in dragging him from his horse and in wounding him to death.
Then the victors seized his helmet and cloak and hastened with them to their general, to show that they had indeed killed the king.
The royal trophies were placed on the point of a spear and carried along the lines of the Roman army, that all might see that the king was slain.
While the Romans shouted for joy, the Greeks looked on in dismay, thinking that their Eagle king was no longer alive.
But Pyrrhus soon learned what had happened, and
