Herbs, roots and raw meat they devoured, tearing their food with their teeth or hewing it with their swords.

To warm and soften their meat, they placed it under their saddles when riding.

Nearly all their lives they passed on horseback.
Wandering incessantly over the vast plains, they had no fixed habitations, but warmly clad in the untanned skins of beasts, like the beasts they slept wherever the night found them.

They had no religion nor laws, no conception of ideas of honor; their language was a wretched jargon, and in their nature there seemed to be no moral sense to which compassion or mercy could plead.
Such were the Huns as described by the ancient historians.

The Goths struggled against them in vain.