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A Little while after we went to Boulogne, where the English seeing our Army, left the Forts which they had, that is to say, Moulambers; the little Paradise, Monplaisir, the fort of Shatillon, the Portet, the Fort Dardelot. One day going through the Campe to dresse my hurt people, the enemies who were in the Tower of Or∣der, shot off a peece of Ordinance, thinking to kill two horsemen which stayd to
talke one with another. It happened that the Bullet passed very neare one of them, which threw him to the ground, and t'was thought the said Bullet had toucht him, which it did not at all, but onely the winde of the said Bullet in the midst of his coate, which went with such a force that all the outward part of the Thigh became blacke and blew, and had muchadoe to stand. I drest him, and made him divers Scarifications to evacuate the contused blood, which the winde of the said Bullet had made; and the rebounds that it made on the ground, kild foure souldiers which remained dead in the place. I was not farre from this stroake, so that I felt some-what the mooved aire, without doing mee any harme, than a little feare which made mee stoope my head very low, but the Bullet was already passed farre beyond mee.
The Souldiers mock't me to be affraid of a Bullet already gone. (My little Ma∣ster) I thinke if you had beene there, that I had not beene affraid alone, and that you would have had your share of it. What shall I say more? Monsieur the Duke of Guise, Francis of Lorraine, was hurt before Bullogne with a stroake of a Lance, which * 1.1 above the right eye, declining towards the nose, entred and pass'd quite through on the other side betweene the nucha and the eare, with so great a violence, that the head of the Lance with a great part of the wood was broken and remained within, in such sort that it could not bee drawne out but with great force, yea with Smithes pincers. Notwithstanding all this violence which was not done without breaking of bones, nerves, and arteries, and other parts; my said Lord, by the helpe of God was cured: the said Lord went alwayes with open face, which was the cause that the Lance went through on the other side.
The hurt of Monsieur de Guise.