Hello everyone and welcome back to the History of England episode 146, the Aging Core

campaign part 3, the battle. Last week folks we finally arrived, or almost arrived, at the

field of Aging Core. English had just crossed the bridge at Blanese or Tuanwaz and ahead of them

the English Guards had come screaming down the hill yelling that the French were ahead of them.

As Henry heard the news he spurred his horse and rode ahead to the Duke of York and up the hill

to see for himself. And what he saw must have turned even his bowels to water, a particularly

nasty phrase I've always thought. The head of him a huge mass of heavily armed French men at arms,

the sound of men shouting, French scouts galloping back to the French news to sound the alarm,

the hustle and bustle of battle. Here it was at last the moment of truth, which is when I'd turn

and leg it. And which is when again we see the manner of this man. Somewhere around this time one

of Henry's knights, Walter Hungerford, staring grimly at the mass of France's finest said he wished he

had another 10,000 of the finest arches of England. Push-or, said Henry, Push-or, bring it on.

Or as a chronicle had it. My hope does not wish for one man more. Victory is not to be given on

the basis of numbers God is all powerful. My cause is putting to his man.

If Walter Hungerford was uplifted by such confidence or wondered what he was doing

with a religious nut, or thought that God and 10,000 men would probably have been the better option,

history does not record. And in fact, this is probably post-victory fluff, but hey, Henry earned

these fine words and reputation, so if it isn't true, he deserves to be true. Because Henry turned

his horse, shouted words of encouragement to his men, and had them form into battles at the top

of the hill, looking the French straight in the eye. As they stood there, the troops began to make

their confession, and priests moved through the English lines. Arches checked their kit and

their stakes, men at arms adjusted their armor. Horses were sent to the back. The odd pageboy

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