There is a narrow pass through the Alps, steep and dangerous even for the mountaineers who live there. Along this pass Hannibal led his army, for other way there was none.
Rough and narrow was the road. In places it wound around the foot of some towering rock; in places it skirted the edge of some bottomless chasm; in places there seemed to be scarcely room for a man to pass, and yet with great labor and pains a way was made for the horses and elephants.
From the cliffs above the pathway, the peoplewho lived among the mountains hurled great stones upon the heads of the soldiers.
Hundreds of men and animals perished, some by falling into chasms, some by being struck with the stones,