The capture of Le Mans and the flight of Henry II

The following section details the French capture of Le Mans in 1189.  War had broken out between Henry II against his son Richard and Philip Augustus, King of France.  Henry had gathered his forces, including William, at Le Mans, while Richard and Philip were capturing castles in the area.  They decided to make a secret march against Le Mans, in hopes of catching the English King unprepared.  This engagement would be the last for Henry II, as after his flight from the city he died, leaving the crown to Richard (the Lionheart):

 

                        The King of England, there in Le Mans,

                        was furious to be losing his lands.

                        He called for William Marshal,

8384                        who was very much pained

                        to see the King's anger and fury,

                        and Sir Geoffrey de Brūlon

                        and his brother with him,

8388                        and Sir Peter fitz Guy,

                        and Sir Robert de Souville,

                        who preferred town business

                        to fighting business, that is all I can say,

8392                        and he was marshal of the King's household.

                        The King told them to rise in the morning

                        and go to inspect the French army

                        and see in what direction it would march.

8396                        And they, fully prepared to do

                        as he wished, rose early.

                        They donned their light armour,

                        so that they could travel more easily,

8400                        whether to chase the opposition or rescue their own men.

                        They all armed themselves in the early morning.

                        Full of merriment and gladness,

                        they crossed the river Huisne.

8404                        There was a very dense fog

                        in the morning, which interfered

                        with the business they had in hand.

                        They rode on until they came upon

8408                        their scouts and saw them;

                        this situation was not in their favour.

                        They then mounted their horses,

                        took up their shields and lances,

8412                        and set off slowly on their way.

                        Robert de Souville said

                        to the Marshal: "In Christ's name,

                        my lord, if my advice were to be believed,

8416                        I would advise you in good faith

                        that I should go to the King

                        and tell him at what great speed

                        the King of France is riding to attack him."

8420                        "My lord, I will not allow you to go this day,"

                        said the Marshal, "to inform him of that,

                        since it could not achieve anything worthwhile.

                        Instead, my advice is that I go

8424                        with Sir Geoffrey de Brūlon

                        to see what manner of men those riders are

                        and how they are conducting themselves."

                        They climbed up a little mound,

8428                        and saw from where they were

                        the whole army of the King of France,

                        which was riding in vast numbers

                        so close to them that, if a man had got one handy,

8432                        he could have hit them with a cross-bow bolt.

                        "Geoffrey," said the Marshal,

                        "let's go, for it would do us harm

                        to stay a moment longer."

8436                        Then they returned to their men

                        and told their companions

                        the news as it was.

                        Once more, Robert de Souville

8440                        said: "Marshal, it would be right for me

                        to go and tell this to the King."

                        "My dear lord, I shall not let you go,

                        as I've told you already, by God's lance."

8444                        Then Geoffrey said: "Alas! Alas!

                        How sad and what a great pity

                        that Eumenidus didn't have such a messenger

                        as you in his hour of need!

8448                        It was a bad thing for him that you were so far away;

                        he could really have used you."

                        The knights laughed at this.

                          Sir Geoffrey de Brūlon

8452                        said to the Marshal: "I advise you that,

                        since these scouts are coming so close

                        and are not paying heed to anyone,

                        we ride to attack them.

8456                        Before anyone could come to their aid,

                        there would be saddle-cloths slipping off,

                        and we would have reduced them to such a situation that,

                        if only they could be caught by their bridles,

8460                        they would lose their hacks."

                        The Marshal replied:

                        "We could have gained at the most,

                        perhaps, twenty or thirty hacks.

8464                        However, we can have no expectation of anything worth while,

                        since we've hardly any horses,

                        and, so God save me, I think

                        that we never had such a need of horses,

8468                        in whatever land we found ourselves,

                        as we shall this day.

                        The King of France, without pausing for rest,

                        is riding straight for Le Mans,

8472                        and the flanks of our horses

                        would surely be heaving, if we did as you suggest,

                        before we got to safety."

                        So, with that, they returned,

8476                        arrived in Le Mans, and told

                        the King what they had seen

                        and therefore knew for a fact.

                          When the good King of England saw

8480                        that the King of France, through his trickery,

                        was pillaging his land in this manner,

                        he left the town in the company

                        of his barons; with the impending crisis in mind,

8484                        he had the bridge over the Huisne cut down

                        and the fords thoroughly staked,

                        so that no man could cross there,

                        be it on foot or horseback, without doing himself a mischief.

8488                        Furthermore, he had ditches dug

                        so that they would be unable to pass,

                        whatever clever scheme they might have in mind,

                        for he thought it was a fact

8492                        that there was no other ford.

                        As they were speaking about these matters,

                        they looked at the other side and saw,

                        beyond the river, the King of France

8496                        riding with the whole might of his army.

                        His intention was to wait and stay the night there,

                        so he had his tents pitched

                        at the edge of a wood called Le Parc,

8500                        at an arrow's distance that side of the river.

                        And the Marshal said to the King:

                        "Sire, now listen to me.

                        Their side have made camp,

8504                        so my advice, in faith,

                        is that we go and rest our horses.

                        In that way we shall be closer to them tomorrow,

                        we shall be able to see what they intend to do

8508                        and shall gain knowledge of their situation."

                        "By God! Marshal," said the King,

                        you speak well and like a courtly man."

                        After this exchange of words, they went

8512                        into the town, and decided that,

                        if the King of France moved

                        towards the town, they would

                        burn everything outside the walls,

8516                        and that was what happened in truth.

                        The next day, without delay,

                        they had mass celebrated very early,

                        because they were in great fear of that vast army.

8520                        The Marshal lost no time in arming himself.

                        The King, quite unarmed and on horseback,

                        left the town by a gate at the bottom

                        and headed for the Maison Dieu,

8524                        but the Marshal behaved sensibly

                        and would not do the same,

                        for great injury could have befallen him as a result.

                        The King said: "Go on, take that armour off,

8528                        Marshal. Why are you armed?"

                        The Marshal replied:

                        "If it please you, Sire, so much will I say,

                        that I am very happy to be armed

8532                        and my arms don't cramp my style in the slightest.

                        I shall not remove my armour for the rest of this day

                        until I have discovered what burden

                        we shall have to shoulder.

8536                        An unarmed man cannot last out

                        in a crisis or a grave situation,

                        and we don't know what their intention will be."

                        The King replied: "Upon my faith!

8540                        You won't be coming with me then."

                        After this exchange of words and views,

                        the King made his son count John,

                        a son he loved and greatly trusted,

8544                        disarm himself,

                        as he did lord Gerard Talbot,

                        Sir Robert de Tresgoz,

                        and Geoffrey de Brūlon.

8548                        Indeed, all those who left the town

                        with him, disarmed themselves first,

                        and with him they rode beyond the Maison Dieu.

                        There, all those who were his trusted men

8552                        stopped to deliberate,

                        and it was not long before they caught sight

                        of the King of France's vanguard.

                        They saw them riding over there many men abreast

8556                        and reaching the bridge,

                        which had been deliberately broken to pieces.

                        Nobody imagined there was a ford there,

                        but they tested the water with their lances

8560                        and discovered the best ford in the world.

                        Ten knights rode forward until

                        they had launched themselves across the ford.

                        Our side had been deceived in this matter.

8564                        Robert de Tresgoz saw them

                        and said to the King: "My dear lord,

                        look, their knights are coming."

                        Gerard Talbot, being a wise man,

8568                        took up his shield and a lance,

                        as one of their knights had come galloping forward

                        well in front of the others.

                        Sir Gerard met him and,

8572                        as he did, he struck him such a blow

                        on his shield that his lance was shattered

                        and flew into many bits.

                        Sir Richard fitz Herbert

8576                        saw the blow well delivered, in sight of all,

                        by sir Gerard,

                        so he took up his shield, rode forward

                        to take a lance in his hand,

8580                        and galloped at full tilt

                        towards another knight he saw coming.

                        He dealt him such a savage blow

                        on his shield that his lance splintered

8584                        and shattered right up to the fists he held it with.

                          And the worthy Marshal, I believe,

                        as he stood there in front of the gate,

                        asked John of Earley

8588                        for his helmet, told him to lace it up,

                        and said that those who had but lately

                        taken off their armour were rightly sorry,

                        and that now those who were unarmed

8592                        would be wishing they had their armour on.

                        John of Earley handed him

                        the helmet and very quickly laced it up.

                        The Marshal was all alone in front of the gate,

8596                        and nobody was there to give him

                        advice, help or assistance,

                        but he defended himself and performed

                        as a good knight should

8600                        when he is in such a situation.

                        The French rode up to him

                        to launch a fierce attack,

                        but he defended so well

8604                        that they made no gains from him.

                        And those standing on the wall above the gate

                        and on the parapet, shouted

                        in a loud voice, in all directions:

8608                        "Over here, God is with the Marshal!"

                        Baldwin de Béthune heard the words

                        and there was no misunderstanding on his part:

                        it was an established fact

8612                        that he belonged to the Marshal's company,

                        that he loved him beyond all others

                        as he had proved many times before.

                        Sir Hugh de Malannoy

8616                        came to his side, as I've been led to understand;

                        Sir Reginald de Dammartin,

                        who had no better acquaintance than the Marshal,

                        and who was later count of Boulogne,

8620                        spurred to his side without delay;

                        and Hugh de Hamelincourt

                        did not come, he ran;

                        Sir Eustace de Neuville

8624                        came galloping down through the town;

                        Eustace de Canteleux for his part

                        made no small speed;

                        and, finally, Ralph Plomquet

8628                        and Sir Peter Mauvoisin

                        came out of the gate.

                        The result was a good and fierce encounter,

                        not embarked on in a spirit of jest.

8632                        And all of a sudden there was Sir Andrew

                        de Chauvigny, a knight

                        from the company of the count of Poitiers

                        and renowned for his deeds of great valour,

8636                        riding in the direction of our knights.

                        If you had been there, you would have seen lances

                        shattering on a great scale, and much clashing

                        of steel swords on helmets.

8640                        There was no word spoken there by way of threat,

                        there were none of the usual gibes,

                        for there was much else to occupy them.

                        As a result of a fierce and hard-fought onslaught,

8644                        they drove our men back,

                        for they came on very fiercely.

                        Sir Hugh de Malannoy,

                        who had distinguished himself in the combat,

8648                        was knocked into the moat

                        surrounding the town, I believe,

                        both he and his horse together.

                        The Marshal, in the company of Baldwin

8652                        and Reginald de Dammartin,

                        launched a vigorous attack on them,

                        driving them back in no time,

                        so that our side recovered some of the ground lost

8656                        and forced them back

                        down the street,

                        almost as far as an arrow travels.

                        And I can tell you that, during the course of that retreat,

8660                        there were combats and fights on a great scale.

                        The Marshal stretched out his hand,

                        took Sir Andrew de Chauvigny by the bridle,

                        and led him away.

8664                        He took him as far as the gate,

                        and the horse, which was moving fast,

                        already had its head inside the gate

                        when someone on the parapet above

8668                        threw down a huge stone

                        which struck Sir Andrew

                        on the arm. It was a very cruel blow to him,

                        because his arm was broken in two.

8672                        Someone else threw down

                        a big stone, one of sizeable proportion,

                        which hit his horse's head.

                        The horse reared up, and the Marshal was left

8676                        with the bridle in his hands.

                        The horse turned back,

                        and Sir Andrew left scot-free,

                        although he had received a

8680                        very bad wound.

                        The Marshal threw the bridle through the gate

                        and a groom took it away.

                        He returned to the fray,

8684                        which was still not at an end,

                        for nobody wanted to withdraw from it,

                        so much was each man keen to perform well.

                        During the fight the Marshal took

8688                        two others by the bridle, joining these

                        close together. However, they played it so well

                        that they cut free of their bridles and escaped,

                        and so left the combat.

8692                        My witness to this is John of Earley,

                        to whom, I understand, the bridles were handed over.

                        Since those receiving the bridles tell the story,

                        it must be believed and treated

8696                        as heard and seen.

                          The damage was on such a huge scale

                        that broken lances with their heads

                        lay everywhere around,

8700                        and one struck the Marshal's horse,

                        with the result

                        that it was wounded in one of its hind feet.

                        The Marshal stretched out his hand

8704                        and straightway took by the bridle

                        a man who was a very fine knight

                        from the company of the count of Poitiers,

                        one Aimery Odart.

8708                        And he took him to some effect;

                        he led him away against his will,

                        that man who was born in the area of Loudun;

                        he held him firm and led him away

8712                        as far as the gate.

                        At that point the King, completely unarmed,

                        rode up to meet him, and when he arrived,

                        he said: "Marshal, be in no doubt about it,

8716                        your splendid feat of chivalry

could yet turn out to work badly for us before this day is out. This much have I noticed,

                        that none of our other gates

8720                        is as sound or as strong as that one,

                        and you can rest assured

                        that we might well lose."

                        "Sire," said the Marshal,

8724                        "if they came inside, it would be bad for us,

                        that should not be glossed over,

                        but proceed as is your wish.

                        However, I would like to ask you

8728                        to take charge of the knight

                        I have captured and take him away with you."

                        "You yourself see to it

                        that he is well guarded," said the King,

8732                        "and have him disarmed."

 

                          At that the Marshal dismounted,

                        since his horse was maimed,

                        and he mounted the horse

8736                        he had taken along with its rider,

                        the latter being sent, without further ado,

                        to the Marshal's lodgings.

                        He then rode forward with the King,

8740                        who, to tell you the truth, in a violent

                        and excessive manner, had the town outside

                        the walls set fire to.

                        When the King of France,

8744                        who had no desire to ride into the town yet,

                        saw this, without further delay

                        he had his tents pitched

                        beyond the river, on the other side.

8748                        He was pleased to see the town in flames.

                        With a sorely troubled heart, the King rode

                        in the Marshal's company

                        up and down the streets of the town

8752                        which that day he lost from his patrimony.

                        They saw a woman wailing

                        and weeping bitter tears,

                        as she took her possessions out of her house,

8756                        which was in flames.

                        The Marshal, a tender-hearted man,

                        was saddened and troubled by the sight,

                        and told his squires to dismount

8760                        and help her, without delay.

                        He himself dismounted

                        and most gladly set about

                        giving her help and assistance.

8764                        He was most willing to repair

                        the harm done, as was his wont.

                        He picked up a feather quilt,

                        which was alight underneath,

8768                        and the acrid fumes coming from it

                        caused him so much distress

                        that he had to remove his helmet

                        from his head, since the smoke trapped within

8772                        was doing him harm.

 

                          When the King rode into the town,

                        it so happened

                        that he brought the fire with him,

8776                        and the town caught fire

                        in three or four places.

                        All those who were with him

                        were completely unable to douse the flames,

8780                        so they left things as they were and departed.

                        The King sent men into the town

                        to summon the count of Mandeville,

                        and the Marshal who was with him,

8784                        a man ever true and loyal,

                        and many of the other barons

                        assembled there with him.

                        I believe that they made a rapid decision

8788                        to leave as one body;

                        with their equipment, they set off with the King

                        for Fresnay.

                        As they issued forth from the town,

8792                        the Marshal rode out

                        completely unarmed:

                        he was armed with nothing else

                        save his doublet.

8796                        Armed solely with this, he left the town.

                        And when those in the King of France's army saw

                        that Henry's men were departing

                        and abandoning the town,

8800                        they were pleased by the sight

                        and followed them in hot pursuit:

                        for when people run away, there are always plenty to give chase.

                          The count of Poitiers mounted

8804                        his horse, but armed himself with nothing

                        by way of accoutrements save a doublet

                        and an iron cap on his head,

                        and he gave rapid chase.

8808                        ...............................

                        He caught them up, but

                        others had done so ahead of him,

                        for Philip de Colombiers

8812                        was the very first to ride forward to attack.

                        He was in the count's household

                        and enjoyed a high reputation for feats of arms.

                        Forward he rode and struck a knight

8816                        a very fierce blow on his shield.

                        When William des Roches, riding in the King's company,

                        saw the havoc,

                        he turned back,

8820                        and, with his sturdy lance still intact,

                        he struck Philip such a blow

                        that the lance splintered and shattered up to his hand.

                        Seeing this, the count of Poitiers spurred forward

8824                        with great ferocity,

                        and he shouted to des Roches:

                        "William, it seems to me an act of folly

                        for you to remain here and make your stand.

8828                        It can only do you harm to take up your position here;

                        you waste your time on vain illusions,

                        and you would be better advised putting on a bit of speed."

                        The Marshal was not pleased

8832                        when he saw their men riding forward in this manner.

                        Like the prudent and wise man he was,

                        he took up his shield and his lance,

                        and spurred straight on to meet

8836                        the advancing count Richard.

                        When the count saw him coming,

                        he shouted out at the top of his voice:

                        "God's legs, Marshal!

8840                        Do not kill me, that would be a wicked thing to do,

                        since you find me here completely unarmed."

                        The Marshal replied:

                        "Indeed I won't, let the Devil kill you!

8844                        I shall not be the one to do it."

                        This said, he struck the count's horse a blow

                        with his lance,

                        and the horse died instantly;

8848                        it never took another step forward.

                        It died, and the count fell to the ground.

                        It was a fine blow, which came at an opportune moment

                        for those riding ahead,

8852                        since they had no other protection

                        against death or capture,

                        these being the objectives

                        of those who could well have achieved such aims,

8856                        had it not been for this incident.

                        The knights and soldiers vied with one another

                        in their surge forward,

                        but count Richard jumped up from the ground

8860                        and said to them: "Cease this pursuit,

                        for, if you continue, you will have lost all;

                        you are all behaving in a foolish and reckless fashion."

                        Once he had spoken these words,

8864                        not one of them moved a step forward.

 

This text was translated by Stewart Gregory, with the assistance of David Crouch.  We thank Ian Short of the Anglo-Norman Text Society and David Crouch for their permission and assistance in republishing this section.