But when they were in sight of the Assyrians, and saw their serried ranks, horse and foot, drawn up in order, compact and motionless, they came to a halt themselves.

[19] Now Cyrus, seeing that all the rest of the world was off to the rescue, boot and saddle, must needs ride out too, and so put on his armour for the first time, and could scarcely believe it was true, he had longed so often and so ardently to wear it all.

And right beautiful it was, and right well it fitted the lad, the armour that his grandsire had had made for him.

So he put on the whole accoutrement, mounted his charger, and galloped to the front.

And Astyages, though he wondered who had sent the boy, bade him stay beside him, now that he had come.