The Man-at-Arms; or, Henry De Cerons. Volumes I and IIJames, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
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The Man-at-Arms; or, Henry De Cerons. Volumes I and II
James, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
Huguenots -- Fiction
The beautiful meadows, which there sweep down to the bank of the
river, were now filled with the royal troops in all the splendid array
of war: cornets, and standards, and waving plumes, and gay-coloured
cassocks lined the whole side of the river, while over the bridge of
Chateauneuf, and over a bridge of boats constructed during the night,
the rear guard of the Catholic army was passing, with cymbal, and
trumpet, and drum, the clang of which, borne by the wind, reached the
hill where I stood.
Some half a mile before the great body of the Catholics were a number
of squadrons of horse, charging, with levelled lances, two or three
small bands of Huguenots, who, though contending with them gallantly,
were evidently contending in vain. We could see the lances shivered
and the horses go over, but still the Protestant cavalry was driven
back towards a large pond confined within some raised causeways, and a
rivulet which meandered in silver brightness through the meadows at
the foot of the hill. Other small bodies of Protestant horse were seen
coming up at full speed to the aid of their companions; but more
effectual assistance appeared at that moment; for, drawing out from
between the walls of a little hamlet, I perceived four or five
companies of infantry, which I immediately knew to be that gallant and
determined body, Puyviault's arquebusiers, who advanced rapidly
towards the causeway of the tank, and opened a sharp fire upon the
advancing squadrons of the Catholic cavalry.
This was all seen as we rode on down the hill; but, the moment after,
the sound of a trumpet on the right called my attention in that
direction, and I saw a small party of our own horse, perhaps
consisting of a hundred and fifty or two hundred men, galloping down
in the same direction as myself. Recognising at their head one whose
skill and talents were already remarkable, now celebrated as La Noue,
together with Asier and La Loue, whose vigour and determination, in
all moments of actual conflict, seldom failed to inspire their
soldiers to the greatest efforts, I made what speed I could to join
them, and was hailed gladly, though there was no pausing to speak or
to draw a rein.
On we galloped, four a breast, down the road till we had passed some
hedges that intersected the slope of the hill, and then, spreading
out, charged the enemy's cavalry just as they were passing the
causeway on the right of the tank. Puyviault at the same moment
renewed his fire upon the enemy, and we drove them back in great
confusion for two or three hundred yards.
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