第134章 CCXLV

That admiral to all his race appeals:

"Pagans, strike on; came you not therefore here?

I promise you noble women and dear, I promise you honours and lands and fiefs."Answer pagans: "We must do well indeed."

With mighty blows they shatter all their spears;Five score thousand swords from their scabbards leap, Slaughter then, grim and sorrowful, you'd seen.

Battle he saw, that stood those hosts between.

AOI.