The Gilderoy forces therefore turned northwards, with their great baggage and siege train, and in due course came upon the Gerainters bivouacking on the ridge6 where the battle had taken place. The green slopes were specked with dark motionless figures, dead horses, and the wreckage7 of war. Men were burying the dead upon the battlefield. Yeoland's guard had been slaughtered8 almost to a man; and the whole affair had damped very considerably10 the ardour of certain of the less trustworthy levies11.
But Fulviac was not the man to sit and snivel over a defeat; he knew well enough that he had good men behind him, tough fighting stuff, fired by fanaticism12 and a long sense of wrong. He harangued13 his whole force, black-guarded with his lion's roar those concerned in the march from Geraint, treating them to such a scourging14 with words that they snarled15 and clamoured to be led on at once to prove their mettle16. Their leaders had been at fault, nor did Fulviac keep their spirits cooling in the wind. The power of his own personality was great, and he had twenty thousand men at his back, who knew that to fail meant death and torture. They had received a check from the Lord of Gambrevault; it was absolutely essential to the cause that they should wipe out the defeat, recapture their Saint and sacred banner, crush Gambrevault once and for ever. To this strenuous17 tune18 they marched on towards the sea, and that night lit their fires on the hills that ringed Gambrevault on the north.
As the sun climbed up and spread a curtain of gold over down and upland, those on the walls of Gambrevault saw steel glinting on the hills, the pikes and casques of Fulviac's horde19. Yeoland saw them from her casement20, as she stood and combed her hair. Flavian, watching with certain knights21 on the keep, confronted the event with a merry smile. The shimmering22 line of silver on the hills had broadened to a darker band, splashed lavishly23 with steel. The rebel host was coming on in a half moon, with each horn to the sea. Its centre held towards the ford24 and the dismantled25 Gambrevault mills, positions strongly held on the southern bank by a redoubt and stockaded trenches26.
The criticisms delivered by those watching from the keep were various and forcible.
"By Jeremy--a rare mob!"
"Let them grip at Gambrevault," said Modred, "and they shall clutch at a cactus27. Look at that long baggage train in the rear. Damn them, I guess they have the siege train from Gilderoy."
"We shall sweat a trifle."
Quoth Tristram, "They have little time to spare for a leaguer, rotting in trenches, if they are to make the country rise. They'll not leaguer us."
Flavian watched the advance under his hand.
"Fortunately or unfortunately, gentlemen," he said, "we have taken their Saint, their oracle28, and their sacred banner. I imagine they will do their best to dispossess us. It is time we made for the meadows; I reckon we shall have hot work to-day."
When leaving the keep, Flavian crossed the castle garden, and caught under the tunnel of yews29 the flutter of a woman's gown. Sunlight glimmered30 through and wove a shimmering network in the air. Green and violet swept the stones; a white face shone in the shadows.
He went to her and kissed her hands. His eyes were brave and joyous31 as she looked into them, and there was no shadow of fear upon his face. Trumpets32 were blowing in the meadows, piercing the confused hum of men running to arms.
"War, ever war!"
"You are sad?"
"Fulviac has the whole kingdom at his back."
"If he led the world, I should not waver."
"With me it is different; I am a woman and you know my heart."
"So well that I seek to know nothing else in the world, I desire no greater wisdom than my love. You are with me, and my heart sings. No harm can come to you whatever doom33 may fall on Gambrevault."
"Think you my thoughts are all of my own safety?"
"Ah, golden one, never fear for me. What is life? a little joy, a little pain, and then eternity34. I would rather have an hour's glory in the sun than fifty years of grey monotony. It is something to fight, and even to die, for the love of a woman. There is no shadow over my soul."
There was a great heroism35 in his voice, and her eyes caught the light from his. She touched his cuirass with her slim white fingers.
"God keep you!"
"No, you will come back to me."
"Give me your scarf."
She took the green silk and knotted it about his arm; a rich colour shone in her cheeks, her eyes were warm and wonderfully luminous37.
"God keep you!"
So he kissed her lips and left her.
The rebel horde had rolled down in their thousands from the hills. Flavian saw their black masses moving from the woods, as he rode down from the great gate. It was evident to him that Fulviac would try and force the ford and win his way to the open meadows beyond. The river ran fast with a deep but narrow channel, and there was only one other ford some nine miles upstream. His own men were under arms in the meadows. With his knights round him, Flavian rode down to the redoubt and trenches by the river-bank, packed as they already were with archers38 and men-at-arms. He was loudly cheered as he reined39 in and scanned the rebel columns moving over the downs.
Fulviac had ridden forward with a company of spears to reconnoitre. He saw the captured banner of The Maid hoisted40 derisively41 on Gambrevault keep; he saw the redoubt and the stockades42 covering the ford; the foot massed in the meadows; Flavian's mounted men-at-arms drawn43 up under the castle walls. Sforza and several captains of note were with Fulviac. The man was in a grim mood, a slashing44 Titanic45 humour. The passage of the river was to be forced, Flavian's men engaged in the meadows. He would drive them into Gambrevault before nightfall. Then they would cast their leaguer, bring up the siege train taken from Gilderoy, and batter46 at Gambrevault till they could storm the place.
Early in the day Fulviac detached a body of two thousand men under Colgran, a noted47 free-lance, to march upstream, cross by the upper ford, and threaten Flavian on the flank. The fighting began at ten of the clock, when Fulviac's bowmen scattered48 along the river and opened fire upon the stockades. Flavian's archers and arbalisters responded. A body of five thousand rebels advanced with great mantlets upon wheels to the northern bank and entrenched49 themselves there. A second body, with waggons50 laden51 with timber and several flat-bottomed boats, poured down to the river a mile higher up, and began to throw a rough, raft-like bridge across the stream. At half-past ten masses of men-at-arms splashed through the water at the ford, under cover of a hot fire from the archers lining52 the bank, and began an assault upon the redoubt and the stockades.
By twelve o'clock the bridge higher up the stream had been completed, and a glittering line of pikes poured across, to be met on the southern bank by Geoffrey Longsword and a body of men-at-arms. It was hand to hand, and hot and strenuous as could be. Men grappled, stabbed, hacked53, bellowed54 like a herd55 of bulls. Flavian had reinforced the defenders56 of the ford, who still held Fulviac at bay, despite a heavy archery fire and the almost continuous assaults poured against the stockades. Yet by one o'clock Fulviac's levies had forced the passage of the bridge and gained footing on the southern bank. Longsword's men, outnumbered and repulsed57, were falling back before the black masses of foot that now poured into the meadows.
The situation was critical enough, as Flavian had long seen, as he galloped58 hotly from point to point. Fulviac's rebels had shown more valour than he had ever prophesied59. Flavian packed all his remaining foot into the trenches, and putting himself at the head of his knights and mounted men-at-arms, rode down to charge the troops who had crossed by the pontoons. Here chivalry60 availed him to the full. By a succession of tremendous rushes, he drove the rebels back into the river, did much merciless slaughter9, cut the ropes that held the bridge to the southern bank, so that the whole structure veered61 downstream. The peril62 seemed past, when he was startled by the cry that the redoubt had been carried, and that Fulviac held the ford.
Looking south, he saw the truth with his own eyes. His troops were falling back in disorder63 upon Gambrevault, followed by an ever-growing mass, that swarmed64 exultantly65 into the meadows. The last and successful assault had been led by Fulviac in person. Flavian had to grip the truth. The rebels outnumbered him by more than five to one; and he had underrated their discipline and fighting spirit. He was wiser before the sun went down.
"Come, gentlemen, we shall beat them yet."
"Shall we charge them, sire?"
That afternoon there was grim work in the Gambrevault meadows. Five times Flavian charged Fulviac's columns, hurling67 them back towards the river, only to be repulsed in turn by the fresh masses that poured over by the ford. He made much slaughter, lost many good men in the mad, whirling mêlées. Desperate heroism inspired on either hand. Once he stood in great peril of his own life, having been unhorsed and surrounded by a mob of rebel pikes. He was saved by the devotion and heroism of Modred and his household knights. With the chivalry of a Galahad, he did all that a man could to keep the field. Colgran's flanking column appeared over the downs, and Fulviac had his whole host on the southern bank of the river. The masses advanced like one man, pennons flying, trumpets clanging. Flavian would have charged again, but for the vehement68 dissuasion69 of certain of his elder knights. He contented70 himself with covering the retreat of his foot, while the great gate of Gambrevault opened its black maw to take them in. Many of his mercenaries had deserted71 to the rebels. So stubborn and bloody72 had been the day, that he had lost close upon half his force by death and desertion; no quarter had been given on either side. He heard the surging shouts of exultation73 from the meadows, as he rode sullen74 and wearied into Gambrevault. The great gates thundered to, the portcullises rattled75 down. Fulviac had his man shut up in Gambrevault.
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