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
All those in the council, who had been used to arms, adopted the advice
the old Saracen lord had given. It was in consequence forbidden, under
pain of death, for the army to attack or skirmish with the Christians on
the sea-shore; but they were ordered to remain quietly in their
quarters, and suffer them to land and encamp themselves without any
opposition. None dared infringe these orders. They sent a body of their
archers into the town of Africa, to assist in its defence; and never
made any movement until the morrow, so that the country seemed
uninhabited.
The Christians having lain this night, as I have said, at anchor at the
mouth of the harbor, made themselves ready the next day, which was a
clear bright morning, for approaching the town, being very desirous to
land. Trumpets and clarions began to sound and make a loud noise on
board the different galleys and ships. When it was about nine o’clock,
and the Christians had drunk a cup, and partaken of soup made of Grecian
or Malmsey wines, with which they had abundantly provided themselves, to
cheer their hearts and raise their spirits, they began to execute the
plan they had laid down while at the island. They sent, as it seems to
me, some light vessels called brigandines, armed with bricolles and
cannons, first toward the harbor. When they were properly drawn up in
array, they entered the haven, and saluted the town with arrows and
stones; but the walls were hung with wet carpeting to deaden the blows.
These brigandines entered the port without damage, and were followed by
the galleys and other vessels in such handsome order as to make a
pleasant show. In turning into the harbor, there was a large castle with
towers, and on one larger than the rest was placed a bricolle, for the
defence of the place, which was not idle, but threw quarrels among the
fleet. On each of the towers on the walls was a bricolle which shot
well; and, to say the truth, the Saracens had laid in stores for a long
time, from the expectation of a siege.
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