The boy's Froissart : $b being Sir John Froissart's Chronicles of adventures, battle, and custom in England, France, Spain, etc.Froissart, Jean
History
The boy's Froissart : $b being Sir John Froissart's Chronicles of adventures, battle, and custom in England, France, Spain, etc.
Froissart, Jean
France -- History -- House of Valois, 1328-1589; Great Britain -- History -- 14th century; Hundred Years' War, 1339-1453
A German knight, called Lord Lewis von Coucibras (who bore
for arms five roses, gules, on a shield argent, while those of Sir
Eustace were ermine, three humets, in pale gules), perceiving Sir
Eustace quit his army, left his battalion, that was under the command of
Earl John of Nassau, and made up to him. The shock of their meeting was
so violent, that they both fell to the ground. The German was wounded in
the shoulder, so that he could not rise again so nimbly as Sir Eustace,
who, when upon his legs, after he had taken breath, was hastening to the
knight that lay on the ground; but five German men at arms came upon
him, struck him down, and made him prisoner. They led him to those that
were attached to the Earl of Nassau, who did not pay much attention to
him, nor do I know if they made him swear himself their prisoner; but
they tied him to a car with some of their harness.
The engagement now began on both sides; and the battalion of the
marshals was advancing before those who were intended to break the
battalion of the archers, and had entered the lane where the hedges on
both sides were lined by the archers, who, as soon as they saw them
fairly entered, began shooting with their bows in such an excellent
manner, from each side of the hedge, that the horses, smarting under the
pain of the wounds made by their bearded arrows, would not advance, but
turned about, and by their unruliness threw their masters, who could not
manage them, nor could those that had fallen get up again for the
confusion: so that this battalion of the marshals could never approach
that of the prince. However, there were some knights and squires that
were so well mounted, that, by the strength of their horses, they passed
through, and broke the hedge, but, in spite of their efforts, could not
get up to the battalion of the prince. The Lord James Audley, attended
by his four squires, had placed himself, sword in hand, in front of this
battalion, much before the rest, and was performing wonders. He had
advanced through his eagerness so far, that he engaged the Lord Arnold
d’Andreghen, Marshal of France, under his banner, when they fought a
considerable time, and the Lord Arnold was roughly enough treated. The
battalion of the marshals was soon after put to the rout by the arrows
of the archers, and the assistance of the men at arms, who rushed among
them as they were struck down, and seized and slew them at their
pleasure. The Lord Arnold d’Andreghen was there made prisoner, but by
others than the Lord James Audley or his four squires; for that knight
never stopped to make any one prisoner that day, but was the whole time
employed in fighting and following his enemies. In another part, the
Lord John Clermont fought under his banner as long as he was able; but,
being struck down, he could neither get up again, nor procure his
ransom: he was killed on the spot. Some say this treatment was owing to
his altercation on the preceding day with Sir John Chandos.
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