THAT WAS HOW IT BEGAN, that first day.
Barely a hundred of us, farmers, tailors, and shepherds, makeshift weapons in hand, food and other supplies carted behind. We started on the road toward Treille.
But by the next town we were two hundred, people kneeling before the lance, grabbing their belongings1. By Sur le Gavre we werethree hundred, and at the crossroad between north and south, a hundred more were waiting, clubs and hoes and wooden shields in hand.
I marched at the front, carrying the lance. I could not believe these folk had come to follow me, in a fool's suit, yet at every corner, more joined us.
They knelt-husbands, wives-kissing the lance, and Christ's blood, singing praise and vowing2 the nobles would crush them no longer. Banners were hoisted3, with the purple and white lions of Treille upside down or with the crest4 slashed5 and tattered6.
It was like the hermit's march all over again. The hope and promise that had captured my soul more than two years before. Simple men-farmers and serfs and bondmen-banded together to raise up their lives. Believing that the time had finally come. That if we stood up with the might of numbers, no matter how long the odds7, we could be free.
Are you tired of being shat on? went the refrain as we wound past a watching goatherd.
Aye, came the reply. I've been tired my whole life.
And what would you risk, another would shout, to gain your freedom?
All I have. Which is nothing. Why do you think I'm here?
The ranks swelled8 with people from all corners of the forest.Follow the lance was the cri de coeur.The lance held by the fool.
By St. Felix, we had grown to seven hundred strong. By Montres, we had lost count. We could no longer feed them; we had no more stocks or provisions. I knew we could not stand a drawn-out siege, yet people continually joined.
Near Moulin Vieux, Odo edged his way up to the front. Behind us was a column of peasants at least a thousand strong.
The big smith grinned, walking alongside me. You have a plan, don't you, Hugh? He eyed me warily9.
Of course I have a plan. You think I brought all these folks along for a picnic in the woods?
Good. He sighed. He dropped back into the ranks. Never doubted...
Of course Hugh has a plan, I heard him whisper to Georges the miller10, a row behind.
From Moulin Vieux, Treille was two days' march away. That night, I curled up at our fire with Emilie. Behind us, the glow from hundreds of others lit up the night. I stroked her hair. She nestled close. I told you this was no accident, she said. I told you if you stood up to lead they would follow.
You did. I held her. Yet the real miracle is not them, but you. That you have followed.
For me there was no choice. She rolled her tongue and toyed with my jester's tassel11. I always had a thing for a man in uniform.
I laughed. But now comes the real miracle. Treille is two days away. I have a thousand men and only fifty swords.
I overheard you had a plan, Emilie said.
The outline of one, I admitted. Father Leo says we should draw up our demands: that taxes must be reduced immediately, that all fiefs should apply toward purchase of a parcel of land, that any nobles who take part in raids must be brought before the court.
Look at the numbers. Emilie nodded optimistically Baldwin will have to sue for peace. He cannot fight us all.
He won't fight us. I shook my head. At least not right away. He knows we cannot provision such an army for a long siege. He will wait us out. He'll stall, and let the songs subside12, until the food runs out and people lose patience and start to go home. Then he will open the gates and send out his dogs to slaughter13 us. He will chase us down and burn our towns so thoroughly14 even the scavengers will not think anything was once alive there. I've seen Baldwin's diplomacy15. He will never submit.
You have known this from the start, haven't you? That the duke would never comply. It was what was troubling you back at Veille du P?re.
I nodded.
So if you know this, Hugh, what then? All these people, they've given you their hope, their very lives.
What it means... I tucked my head onto her lap, begging to drift off to sleep.... is that we musttake him.
Emilie raised herself up. Take him? In order to take Baldwin you must seize his castle too.
Yes. I yawned. That is usually the case.
Emilie shook me. Do not jest with me, Hugh. This requires weapons and provisions. For this you have a plan?
The outline of one, I told you. It lacks but one thing. I curled myself into her warmth. Fortunately, it is the thing you are best at.
And what is that, Hugh? She pounded my shoulder.
Apretext , my lady. I glanced up and winked16.
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