Barbaric Gaul: Chapter Three

She had now been living in the servants quarters for five days hence. She lived with nine maidens. A horn blasted loud and clear several times. An army of Franks were besieging the castle and its surroundings! Bernadine rushed to the gate, and she saw a army of Franks charging. The coat of arms she could not see. Their lines separated, surrounding the castle. Their bows were out. Their arms reached for arrows. They fired over the wall. Inside the keep, squires quickly saddled their knights’ horses. They rode out through the gate to where the Franks were surrounding. Blanch rode out. His helmet bore a eagle perched with its wings out spread. They rushed out to the Franks, the eagle leading them. Swords, axes, spears, bows were at work. A mace was swung by the leader of the Franks above Blanch’s head, but the aim missed its target.
“To the gate! To the gate!” shouted Blanch, his horse on its hind legs, swinging his sword his around, killing a frank that was beside him. They formed a barrier in front of the gate. The Franks stood before them. The battle field was piled with dead bodies, and blood stained grass. But the battle went on longer. A heavy mist fell over the land. Fighting now was tense. They were fighting enemies that were almost invisible by the mist. It grew quiet. Slashing of swords grew faint. Sir Gaylord, a knight, rode up to Blanch, who with a keen glance was scanning the field of the dead.
“Sire,” Gaylord whispered. “The lord of these Franks hath gone with two men. The other Franks hast formed a circle. A young Frank hath been appointed to lead the rest of the Franks”. The knights gathered back to the gate.
”Yea, that is good. For it leads an easy target” Blanch said. “Charge forth”. The hooves of their horses pounded upon the ground, crushing Franks, and scattering them in two directions. Then a horn blasted loud clear. The village and castle rang out in cheers for again they hast won a siege laid by the Franks.