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As soon as I had gotten intelligence of this, I sent two
thousand armed men, and a captain over them, whose name was
Jeremiah, who raised a bank a furlong off Julias, near to the
river Jordan, and did no more than skirmish with the enemy; till
I took three thousand soldiers myself, and came to them. But on
the next day, when I had laid an ambush in a certain valley, not
far from the banks, I provoked those that belonged to the king to
come to a battle, and gave orders to my own soldiers to turn
their backs upon them, until they should have drawn the enemy
away from their camp, and brought them out into the field, which
was done accordingly; for Sylla, supposing that our party did
really run away, was ready to pursue them, when our soldiers that
lay in ambush took them on their backs, and put them all into
great disorder. I also immediately made a sudden turn with my own
forces, and met those of the king's party, and put them to
flight. And I had performed great things that day, if a certain
fate had not been my hinderance; for the horse on which I rode,
and upon whose back I fought, fell into a quagmire, and threw me
on the ground, and I was bruised on my wrist, and carried into a
village named Cepharnome, or Capernaum. When my soldiers heard of
this, they were afraid I had been worse hurt than I was; and so
they did not go on with their pursuit any further, but returned
in very great concern for me. I therefore sent for the
physicians, and while I was under their hands, I continued
feverish that day; and as the physicians directed, I was that
night removed to Taricheee.
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