No POV
The Battle of Hastings saw the clash of two military systems. The Saxon army, centred on the King’s personal bodyguard of “housecarles", comprised the universal levy, the “Fyrd", led by the local leaders of each shire with their households. The Third stood behind and were paid during the way when other housecarls were slained.
Saxon POV
It has been so long, since we have contacted each other. Ever since I was forced to be joined into King Harold’s army, I have not had one day which was not torturous. Although Harold treats us generously, yet some soldiers would lay their lives for the King, I was forced. No one had the ‘choice’ but to protect our glamorous Great Britain or we would not have money to pay our taxes for our family
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The Normans crossbow men in front and middle with heavily armed infantry and the back with knights. We were completely defenceless. About 15000 soldiers were from the two sides, both sides had their own tactics in order to win the other. Holding up our Huscarls inline with Ridge up on the hill, we took a advantage but the knights of the opposition were so strong and well trained but I was only a helpless FARMER yet I could not deny our King. After fighting against the Vikings made us extra tired with no rest for 1 day and 1 night. Walking back from Stanford Bridge took up most of our energy. The opposition leader made all their archers hit arrows on our shield to make them soften but that was no use as the shield King Harold gave us were one of the best made in Britain, how could he possibly do that? The shield wall was one of the best tactics for us, for then it was like hitting a stone wall. Frantically, we through anything beside us to prevent them from coming closer but there was no use. Javelins, rocks, sticks, …show more content…
Normans used horse to scare us but it was no use because I have cured so many horses in my times. Everyone on our side were clashed together even the dead could not rest in peace but lean on us as experienced knights from our side began to fall we had to move forward. They must have been trained so well, they weren't tired! From where I stood the armies seemed extend right the way to the horizon. There were about 7000 people, while William had nearer 10,000 men! I could see that William had more archers and more horses. Our King took the advantage of home ground, and ordered us to defend from a high hill. William obliged the king and our wall of chain mail and shields protected us from Williams’ attempts to overpower us. We were winning the battle and not conceding any ground, while William’s army took casualties. In the end the oppressor’s soldiers were left with no choice but to run up the hill and fight us hand-to-hand. Again this was a futile and ineffective strategy, and again we saw the Norman invaders retreat. Suddenly, all of the Normans headed the other direction. We moaned in relief yet sitting down and relaxing and taking our shields down. Our heartbeat dropped to normal but it just felt so…
THE PAST :.. In days gone by, the four species managed to live in perfect harmony. Witches, werewolves and vampires lived in secret, blending in with the humans on a daily basis - and the humans remained completely in the dark about their existence. It was after thousands of years of living this way, whilst everything was completely normal, that a small group of vampires decided that they’d had enough. They spent months devising plans.
Ahead of them was the Spear-Dane colonial outpost on the planet Feoshnel. The Spear-Dane watch post haled them. A guard asked, “What kind of men are you, who arrive rigged for combat? Do you seek trouble?” Beowulf refused a reply.
William of Poitiers said that the Duke had 60,000 men, however this is highly unlikely, according to Marren. He goes on to say that if you eliminate all the non-fighters, such as cooks, sailors and servants, the chances are that the Norman Duke had 7,500 men; 2,000 cavalry, 4,000 heavy infantry, and 1,500 archers
Going to War The arrival of winter is well on its way. Colorful leaves had turned to brown and fallen from the branches of the trees. The sky opened to a new brightness with the disappearance of the leaves. As John drove down the country road, he was much more aware of all his surroundings.
Many people who read the poem Beowulf would probably find it hard to find similarities between the poem and life in modern America. How could one compare an ancient Anglo-Saxon culture with the sophisticated world that we are living in today? But, if we look closely, we may be able to pinpoint some parallel between the two societies. This essay will discuss the topics of warrior life, the “bad guy,” and social similarities. One might wonder how a warrior culture might be similar to our own? But if we consider American culture, we are actually still very war-like. We have a strong military system built to protect our country and the people that make it up. We are also known for going to the aid of other countries that aren’t able to defend themselves. This is very similar to the mentality of the warriors in Beowulf. Beowulf comes to the aid of Hrothgar’s falling kingdom.
The epic poem Beowulf provides the comparison of two major battles with Grendel and the Dam. The two battles, although under different circumstances, provide proof of Beowulf’s strength and heroic traits. In the first battle Beowulf protects the Danes against their enemy Grendel, in a fair and defensive fight that resolves the issue. In less than a day, the Dam strikes and Beowulf is determined to defeat her. In the mere Beowulf is the aggressor and almost dies, but courageously continues and obtains a victory. Beowulf is known for his courage, bravery, and not only physical but also mental strength. We learn from both battles that Beowulf embodies the qualities of a true hero. Beowulf’s strength in both battles complete his own hero development and his mission.
The film “Ironclad” is a theatrical reenactment of the Siege of Rochester in the year 1215. It is hard to judge how historically accurate the film is, due to unrecorded or missing pieces in history. Yet, the film certainly adds its own flare to the event. Perhaps the most major inconsistency with history, is the size of the army holding the castle. In the film, Rochester Castle is held by less than 20 men. The actual number of soldiers is lost to history, but most historians and chroniclers agree it was somewhere near 100 knights, and a smaller force of men-at-arms (Purton). The background of the defenders is also quite skewed. The main protagonist, is a Knights Templar, an order which actually backed King John during that time.(Tunzelmann) The film goes on to show the defenders as old friends who join at the scent of money, and even a prisoner who is payed to be released. The remaining forces are depicted as local defenders of the castle, with no notable background. From what can be gathered, Rochester was actually held by many knights, loyal to the Baron’s cause, rather than friendly
The final battle against Queen Boudicca’s rebel army will determine the future for Britain. I didn’t want to go but it is one of the most decisive battles in Britain's history even though most people thought that Boudicca would have victory, and we would be driven out of Britain for good.
“Dibs on the last bowl” I said. Zach looked at me and said, “Sure man but lay it on me, what’s wrong?”, “Last time I saw you this stoned was at your 18th”. I thought about it for a while, felt like an eternity, I sat there for a good ten minutes. I almost forgot what I was supposed to say. I stood up to clear my head. Upon standing I decided to sit back down, I was really stoned, and standing was a chore. “The stars are so pretty, makes me feel so small in this vast world”, Zach looked at me and laughed, responding with “Your loaded, now answer my question man.” Adjusting my position so I could face him, I admitted to getting a letter in the mail for the draft. He looked at me and stayed silent for a few minutes, when he finally gathered his
A city was fast asleep as the night shrouded it. The only ones awake were those who belong to the night. A young man ran down the sidewalk, panting heavily.
It has been a week since I have reached the front. The conditions in the trenches are deplorable and even worse than I expected them to be. My senses seem to have become numb to the ceaseless barrages of shells and artillery fire which pummel the trenches all day and night. Gas attacks have become a routine occurrence, and it is almost out of habit now that I swiftly slip on my mask and secure it for dear life whenever someone yells the dreaded cry of “GAS!” I have seen people who do not get their masks on in time or do not fasten them properly. They choke and they gag as the infernal gas excruciatingly consumes them and then they drop to the dirt, never to get up again. Witnessing this once is incentive enough for me to always keep my mask
Mom seemed to enjoy Dad’s and John’s discussion. She kept an eye on my dad’s heart monitor. The steady pulse seemed to comfort her as she listened to John explain that by defeating the wicked witch, Dorothy enabled all her friends to prove that they possessed the heart they thought they lacked. However, they needed the assistance of a leader who loved them and would help them the way FDR loved and helped Americans.
Harald Hardrada of Norway struck first with an invasion fleet on North Sea coast of Northumbria. Harold II of Wessex raced north to counter Hardrada’s attac...
Boxer growled impatiently when Fanna gripped the reins of the horse and tugged them back a little, making the brown mare slow to a steady trot. He didn't care what anyone said, flying was the best method of transportation, hands down. The temptation of jumping off the back of the horse, throwing Fanna over his shoulder, and taking to the skies was too great, but he had managed to resist the urge so far. Besides, even if he did try and do that, he knew that she would yell and argue with him until they landed, and when that would happen, she would probably attempt to fight him out of pure spite. He rolled his eyes. She acted just like his mother, and he was beginning to wonder how his father could put up with such a stubborn, loud woman. "Can't we go any faster?" He heard her mutter
On the 14th of October 1066, Duke William of Normandy defeated King Harold at the Battle of Hastings. His win could be summed up by the fact that William was a better leader. Other factors that contributed to William’s victory include: William was better prepared, the English army was severely weakened as Harold had just fought off an invasion in the North of England, and Harold made a fatal mistake of prematurely entering the Battle of Hastings.