"In the midst of this turmoil I was retiring... surrounded by a few groups of brave men who were still kept in hand by their officers... I noticed a walled-in enclosure, perhaps the ancient cemetery of a ruined church. I endeavoured to renew some kind of resistance in order to protect the retreat and I collected Alpini, Bersaglieri and other white soldiers with officers among them...'Viva l'Italia,' I called out, grasping my revolver; and this shout was repeated by perhaps a hundred mouths, parched by thirst and bloodstained!...An instant later the Amhara gained a position overlooking the spur; and every moment the confusion kept increasing owing to the waves of men swept by the hail of bullets, the sight of the dead and dying while my heart was being torn in two, as I despaired of ever being able to give an order or of getting it out."(As translated in The Scramble for Africa by Thomas Pakenham, 1991)
General Oresti Baratieri in his Mémoires d'Afrique, 1899.