187. ¶ Of the maner of fyghtynge.
Cause thy souldyours to foyne conty∣nually, and not lay on downryght, which
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Cause thy souldyours to foyne conty∣nually, and not lay on downryght, which
force of fyghtynge is moche dreaded of thyne enemyes, cheifelye yf the foynes be cast at the face. These woundes ben vncu∣rable, and the wounded haue more nede of a preeste then of a surgyon. But yf thy men haue bastarde swordes, or twohan∣ded swordes, vsed in the ast partyes, lette them gyue downryght strokes. For those swordes be so deedlye, that lyghtlye they wyll stryke of the heed, cleaue the bodye, and dismembre all partes.