The liij chapyter speketh how Blanchardyn
and Sadoyne dyscomfyted Subyon / And
of the grete bataylle / and manere how he
was taken
¶ And what folowed after. [Wanting in the French.]
Whan Blanchardin and Sadoyne sawe hem nyghe Subyons ooste / they caste a ryghte highe crye / and smote hemselfe in to their enmyes by suche a force & vertue that their comynge on [their comynge on = alaborder quilz feirent] they owerthrewe many of theym to grounde / that neuer syth releued hemself / but / deyd myserable there bytwyx the horses feete.
¶ So grete and horyble byganne the batayll. The ayer was derke wyth shotte of arowes, quareylles & dartes [shotte of arowes, quareylles & dartes = por le trait] that flowe bytwene bothe partyes. The dust and the brethe of men and of the horses was so thycke, that wyth peyne they knew one from a nother / Then came they to fyghte wyth sperys, axes, guysarmes, and swerdes, wherof they kylled and slew eche other. Blanchardyn & Sadoyne sette all their entent to slee their enmyes / whan theyr speres were broken they sette hande to their swerdes, wher wyth they parted the grete presses / and wythin a while they had dyed themself in rede wyth the bloode of their enmyes, that made vnto them waye to passe by them. [Wanting in the French.]
¶ And Blanchardyn