E-Pox!

Saturday the 12th.

Aquez had been a small town only too ready to let the English pass by a peacefully.

O was a different matter, the town of O.

It was well defended by high walls and steep slopes, standing above the river Bressel, with a population of about a thousand.

Henry must have arrived in the evening. There were bodies on the ground before the walls.

He heard that as his outriders and scouts had approached, bearing the standards of the

English, the garrison of O had made a saw tea on horseback, and attacked them with much noise

and aggression. There was loud battle on both sides, but the French did not restrain the Englishman

for long, and being forced back to the gates, they defended themselves with arrows and missiles,

end quote. Both sides suffered fatalities.

One of the French dead was Lancelot Pierre, quote,

a valiant and much renowned man of war, quote,

and a companion and count of O.

An Englishman had driven his lance through the plates of armour

protecting Pierre's stomach,

but Pierre's own lance had similarly gone right through his

assailant's body, killing him too. But individual acts of valor like these, although they impressed

the chroniclers, could not hold up the approach of the English vanguard. Before long, the French

had withdrawn to defend the town. Although the temptation to storm the town must have been great

after the hostile reception, Henry

decided to follow the same course of action as at Arquith. He sent heralds to the gates

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