The whole vast plain of Gascony and of Languedoc is an arid1 and profitless expanse in winter save where the swift-flowing Adour and her snow-fed tributaries2, the Louts, the Oloron and the Pau, run down to the sea of Biscay. South of the Adour the jagged line of mountains which fringe the sky-line send out long granite3 claws, running down into the lowlands and dividing them into “gaves” or stretches of valley. Hillocks grow into hills, and hills into mountains, each range overlying its neighbor, until they soar up in the giant chain which raises its spotless and untrodden peaks, white and dazzling, against the pale blue wintry sky.
A quiet land is this—a land where the slow-moving Basque, with his flat biretta-cap, his red sash and his hempen4 sandals, tills his scanty5 farm or drives his lean flock to their hill-side pastures. It is the country of the wolf and the isard, of the brown bear and the mountain-goat, a land of bare rock and of rushing water. Yet here it was that the will of a great prince had now assembled a gallant6 army; so that from the Adour to the passes of Navarre the barren valleys and wind-swept wastes were populous7 with soldiers and loud with the shouting of orders and the neighing of horses. For the banners of war had been flung to the wind once more, and over those glistening8 peaks was the highway along which Honor pointed9 in an age when men had chosen her as their guide.
And now all was ready for the enterprise. From Dax to St. Jean Pied-du-Port the country was mottled with the white tents of Gascons, Aquitanians and English, all eager for the advance. From all sides the free companions had trooped in, until not less than twelve thousand of these veteran troops were cantoned along the frontiers of Navarre. From England had arrived the prince's brother, the Duke of Lancaster, with four hundred knights10 in his train and a strong company of archers12. Above all, an heir to the throne had been born in Bordeaux, and the prince might leave his spouse13 with an easy mind, for all was well with mother and with child.
The keys of the mountain passes still lay in the hands of the shifty and ignoble14 Charles of Navarre, who had chaffered and bargained both with the English and with the Spanish, taking money from the one side to hold them open and from the other to keep them sealed. The mallet15 hand of Edward, however, had shattered all the schemes and wiles16 of the plotter. Neither entreaty17 nor courtly remonstrance18 came from the English prince; but Sir Hugh Calverley passed silently over the border with his company, and the blazing walls of the two cities of Miranda and Puenta de la Reyna warned the unfaithful monarch19 that there were other metals besides gold, and that he was dealing20 with a man to whom it was unsafe to lie. His price was paid, his objections silenced, and the mountain gorges21 lay open to the invaders23. From the Feast of the Epiphany there was mustering24 and massing, until, in the first week of February—three days after the White Company joined the army—the word was given for a general advance through the defile25 of Roncesvalles. At five in the cold winter's morning the bugles26 were blowing in the hamlet of St. Jean Pied-du-Port, and by six Sir Nigel's Company, three hundred strong, were on their way for the defile, pushing swiftly in the dim light up the steep curving road; for it was the prince's order that they should be the first to pass through, and that they should remain on guard at the further end until the whole army had emerged from the mountains. Day was already breaking in the east, and the summits of the great peaks had turned rosy27 red, while the valleys still lay in the shadow, when they found themselves with the cliffs on either hand and the long, rugged28 pass stretching away before them.
Sir Nigel rode his great black war-horse at the head of his archers, dressed in full armor, with Black Simon bearing his banner behind him, while Alleyne at his bridle-arm carried his blazoned29 shield and his well-steeled ashen30 spear. A proud and happy man was the knight11, and many a time he turned in his saddle to look at the long column of bowmen who swung swiftly along behind him.
“By Saint Paul! Alleyne,” said he, “this pass is a very perilous31 place, and I would that the King of Navarre had held it against us, for it would have been a very honorable venture had it fallen to us to win a passage. I have heard the minstrels sing of one Sir Roland who was slain32 by the infidels in these very parts.”
“If it please you, my fair lord,” said Black Simon, “I know something of these parts, for I have twice served a term with the King of Navarre. There is a hospice of monks33 yonder, where you may see the roof among the trees, and there it was that Sir Roland was slain. The village upon the left is Orbaiceta, and I know a house therein where the right wine of Jurancon is to be bought, if it would please you to quaff34 a morning cup.”
“There is smoke yonder upon the right.”
“That is a village named Les Aldudes, and I know a hostel35 there also where the wine is of the best. It is said that the inn-keeper hath a buried treasure, and I doubt not, my fair lord, that if you grant me leave I could prevail upon him to tell us where he hath hid it.”
“Nay36, nay, Simon,” said Sir Nigel curtly37, “I pray you to forget these free companion tricks. Ha! Edricson, I see that you stare about you, and in good sooth these mountains must seem wondrous38 indeed to one who hath but seen Butser or the Portsdown hill.”
The broken and rugged road had wound along the crests39 of low hills, with wooded ridges40 on either side of it over which peeped the loftier mountains, the distant Peak of the South and the vast Altabisca, which towered high above them and cast its black shadow from left to right across the valley. From where they now stood they could look forward down a long vista41 of beech42 woods and jagged rock-strewn wilderness43, all white with snow, to where the pass opened out upon the uplands beyond. Behind them they could still catch a glimpse of the gray plains of Gascony, and could see her rivers gleaming like coils of silver in the sunshine. As far as eye could see from among the rocky gorges and the bristles44 of the pine woods there came the quick twinkle and glitter of steel, while the wind brought with it sudden distant bursts of martial45 music from the great host which rolled by every road and by-path towards the narrow pass of Roncesvalles. On the cliffs on either side might also be seen the flash of arms and the waving of pennons where the force of Navarre looked down upon the army of strangers who passed through their territories.
“By Saint Paul!” said Sir Nigel, blinking up at them, “I think that we have much to hope for from these cavaliers, for they cluster very thickly upon our flanks. Pass word to the men, Aylward, that they unsling their bows, for I have no doubt that there are some very worthy46 gentlemen yonder who may give us some opportunity for honorable advancement47.”
“I hear that the prince hath the King of Navarre as hostage,” said Alleyne, “and it is said that he hath sworn to put him to death if there be any attack upon us.”
“It was not so that war was made when good King Edward first turned his hand to it,” said Sir Nigel sadly. “Ah! Alleyne, I fear that you will never live to see such things, for the minds of men are more set upon money and gain than of old. By Saint Paul! it was a noble sight when two great armies would draw together upon a certain day, and all who had a vow48 would ride forth49 to discharge themselves of it. What noble spear-runnings have I not seen, and even in an humble50 way had a part in, when cavaliers would run a course for the easing of their souls and for the love of their ladies! Never a bad word have I for the French, for, though I have ridden twenty times up to their array, I have never yet failed to find some very gentle and worthy knight or squire51 who was willing to do what he might to enable me to attempt some small feat52 of arms. Then, when all cavaliers had been satisfied, the two armies would come to hand-strokes, and fight right merrily until one or other had the vantage. By Saint Paul! it was not our wont53 in those days to pay gold for the opening of passes, nor would we hold a king as hostage lest his people come to thrusts with us. In good sooth, if the war is to be carried out in such a fashion, then it is grief to me that I ever came away from Castle Twynham, for I would not have left my sweet lady had I not thought that there were deeds of arms to be done.”
“But surely, my fair lord,” said Alleyne, “you have done some great feats54 of arms since we left the Lady Loring.”
“I cannot call any to mind,” answered Sir Nigel.
“There was the taking of the sea-rovers, and the holding of the keep against the Jacks55.”
“Nay, nay,” said the knight, “these were not feats of arms, but mere56 wayside ventures and the chances of travel. By Saint Paul! if it were not that these hills are over-steep for Pommers, I would ride to these cavaliers of Navarre and see if there were not some among them who would help me to take this patch from mine eye. It is a sad sight to see this very fine pass, which my own Company here could hold against an army, and yet to ride through it with as little profit as though it were the lane from my kennels57 to the Avon.”
All morning Sir Nigel rode in a very ill-humor, with his Company tramping behind him. It was a toilsome march over broken ground and through snow, which came often as high as the knee, yet ere the sun had begun to sink they had reached the spot where the gorge22 opens out on to the uplands of Navarre, and could see the towers of Pampeluna jutting58 up against the southern sky-line. Here the Company were quartered in a scattered59 mountain hamlet, and Alleyne spent the day looking down upon the swarming60 army which poured with gleam of spears and flaunt61 of standards through the narrow pass.
“Hola, mon gar.,” said Aylward, seating himself upon a boulder62 by his side. “This is indeed a fine sight upon which it is good to look, and a man might go far ere he would see so many brave men and fine horses. By my hilt! our little lord is wroth because we have come peacefully through the passes, but I will warrant him that we have fighting enow ere we turn our faces northward63 again. It is said that there are four-score thousand men behind the King of Spain, with Du Guesclin and all the best lances of France, who have sworn to shed their heart's blood ere this Pedro come again to the throne.”
“Yet our own army is a great one,” said Alleyne.
“Nay, there are but seven-and-twenty thousand men. Chandos hath persuaded the prince to leave many behind, and indeed I think that he is right, for there is little food and less water in these parts for which we are bound. A man without his meat or a horse without his fodder64 is like a wet bow-string, fit for little. But voila, mon petit, here comes Chandos and his company, and there is many a pensil and banderole among yonder squadrons which show that the best blood of England is riding under his banners.”
Whilst Aylward had been speaking, a strong column of archers had defiled65 through the pass beneath them. They were followed by a banner-bearer who held high the scarlet66 wedge upon a silver field which proclaimed the presence of the famous warrior67. He rode himself within a spear's-length of his standard, clad from neck to foot in steel, but draped in the long linen68 gown or parement which was destined69 to be the cause of his death. His plumed70 helmet was carried behind him by his body-squire, and his head was covered by a small purple cap, from under which his snow-white hair curled downwards71 to his shoulders. With his long beak-like nose and his single gleaming eye, which shone brightly from under a thick tuft of grizzled brow, he seemed to Alleyne to have something of the look of some fierce old bird of prey72. For a moment he smiled, as his eye lit upon the banner of the five roses waving from the hamlet; but his course lay for Pampeluna, and he rode on after the archers.
Close at his heels came sixteen squires73, all chosen from the highest families, and behind them rode twelve hundred English knights, with gleam of steel and tossing of plumes74, their harness jingling75, their long straight swords clanking against their stirrup-irons, and the beat of their chargers' hoofs76 like the low deep roar of the sea upon the shore. Behind them marched six hundred Cheshire and Lancashire archers, bearing the badge of the Audleys, followed by the famous Lord Audley himself, with the four valiant77 squires, Dutton of Dutton, Delves78 of Doddington, Fowlehurst of Crewe, and Hawkestone of Wainehill, who had all won such glory at Poictiers. Two hundred heavily-armed cavalry79 rode behind the Audley standard, while close at their heels came the Duke of Lancaster with a glittering train, heralds80 tabarded with the royal arms riding three deep upon cream-colored chargers in front of him. On either side of the young prince rode the two seneschals of Aquitaine, Sir Guiscard d'Angle and Sir Stephen Cossington, the one bearing the banner of the province and the other that of Saint George. Away behind him as far as eye could reach rolled the far-stretching, unbroken river of steel—rank after rank and column after column, with waving of plumes, glitter of arms, tossing of guidons, and flash and flutter of countless81 armorial devices. All day Alleyne looked down upon the changing scene, and all day the old bowman stood by his elbow, pointing out the crests of famous warriors82 and the arms of noble houses. Here were the gold mullets of the Pakingtons, the sable83 and ermine of the Mackworths, the scarlet bars of the Wakes, the gold and blue of the Grosvenors, the cinque-foils of the Cliftons, the annulets of the Musgraves, the silver pinions84 of the Beauchamps, the crosses of the Molineaux, the bloody85 chevron86 of the Woodhouses, the red and silver of the Worsleys, the swords of the Clarks, the boars'-heads of the Lucies, the crescents of the Boyntons, and the wolf and dagger87 of the Lipscombs. So through the sunny winter day the chivalry88 of England poured down through the dark pass of Roncesvalles to the plains of Spain.
It was on a Monday that the Duke of Lancaster's division passed safely through the Pyrenees. On the Tuesday there was a bitter frost, and the ground rung like iron beneath the feet of the horses; yet ere evening the prince himself, with the main battle of his army, had passed the gorge and united with his vanguard at Pampeluna. With him rode the King of Majorca, the hostage King of Navarre, and the fierce Don Pedro of Spain, whose pale blue eyes gleamed with a sinister89 light as they rested once more upon the distant peaks of the land which had disowned him. Under the royal banners rode many a bold Gascon baron90 and many a hot-blooded islander. Here were the high stewards91 of Aquitaine, of Saintonge, of La Rochelle, of Quercy, of Limousin, of Agenois, of Poitou, and of Bigorre, with the banners and musters92 of their provinces. Here also were the valiant Earl of Angus, Sir Thomas Banaster with his garter over his greave, Sir Nele Loring, second cousin to Sir Nigel, and a long column of Welsh footmen who marched under the red banner of Merlin. From dawn to sundown the long train wound through the pass, their breath reeking93 up upon the frosty air like the steam from a cauldron.
The weather was less keen upon the Wednesday, and the rear-guard made good their passage, with the bombards and the wagon-train. Free companions and Gascons made up this portion of the army to the number of ten thousand men. The fierce Sir Hugh Calverley, with his yellow mane, and the rugged Sir Robert Knolles, with their war-hardened and veteran companies of English bowmen, headed the long column; while behind them came the turbulent bands of the Bastard94 of Breteuil, Nandon de Bagerant, one-eyed Camus, Black Ortingo, La Nuit and others whose very names seem to smack95 of hard hands and ruthless deeds. With them also were the pick of the Gascon chivalry—the old Duc d'Armagnac, his nephew Lord d'Albret, brooding and scowling96 over his wrongs, the giant Oliver de Clisson, the Captal de Buch, pink of knighthood, the sprightly97 Sir Perducas d'Albret, the red-bearded Lord d'Esparre, and a long train of needy98 and grasping border nobles, with long pedigrees and short purses, who had come down from their hill-side strongholds, all hungering for the spoils and the ransoms99 of Spain. By the Thursday morning the whole army was encamped in the Vale of Pampeluna, and the prince had called his council to meet him in the old palace of the ancient city of Navarre.
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n.骑兵;轻装甲部队 | |
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80 heralds | |
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82 warriors | |
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83 sable | |
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84 pinions | |
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86 chevron | |
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87 dagger | |
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88 chivalry | |
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90 baron | |
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(轮船、飞机等的)乘务员( steward的名词复数 ); (俱乐部、旅馆、工会等的)管理员; (大型活动的)组织者; (私人家中的)管家 | |
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v.发出浓烈的臭气( reek的现在分词 );散发臭气;发出难闻的气味 (of sth);明显带有(令人不快或生疑的跡象) | |
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94 bastard | |
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95 smack | |
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96 scowling | |
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