Statius, Thebaid 2.489-495
A big group of Eteocles’ men ambush Tydeus at night, which is definitely Just Not Cricket.
o caeca nocentum
consilia! o semper timidum scelus! exit in unum
plebs ferro iurata caput. ceu castra subire
apparet aut celsum crebri arietis ictibus urbis
inclinare latus: densi sic agmine facto
quinquaginta altis funduntur in ordine portis.
macte animi, tantis dignus qui crederis armis!
O blind counsels of the guilty! O ever-cowardly crime! The common folk, sworn by the sword, go out against a single man. It is as though they are stealing upon a camp, or bringing down the lofty flank of a city with blows from a solid battering-ram: in the same way do fifty men in a close-packed column pour through the high gates in order. Much respect to your courage, Tydeus – you who are believed worthy of such troops!
Tydeus manages to kill 49 of the 50 men though!