So also saw the bishop, and he rose to his feet, pointing with the great mace he bore (for he might not wield sword) to the Danes, and saying: 

“For the honour of Dorset—­for the holy cross—­charge!”

With a mighty shout we rose up, each in his place, and down the hill we rushed sword and axe aloft, on that straggling line.

Then from the Danes came a howl of wrath and terror, and, for a moment, dropping their burdens, they fled in a panic towards the ships.

Yet that was not the way of Danish men and vikings, and that flight stayed almost before it had gone fifty yards.  Up rose amidst the throng a mighty double axe, and a great voice was heard shouting, and round their chief began to form a great ring of tried warriors, shoulder to shoulder as well as might be.  But that ring might not be perfect all at once—­too close were we upon them, having already cut down many of the last to fly.

And then the battle began in earnest, and I will tell what I saw of it.  For I was in the centre of our line, as befitted, and on either side of me were Wulfhere and Wislac, and on either side of them again, my collier next to Wulfhere, and next to Wislac his young thane.  Before me were Guthlac and two brethren, and the other three behind me.  That was the standard’s shield wall.  Behind that came Ealhstan the Bishop, hemmed in by twelve of his own best men.

So, with voice, and gesture of arm and mace the bishop swung our line in a half circle round the face of that grim ring of vikings, and as they closed up we closed, and faced them.  Then saw I that we were outnumbered by three to one, but we were fresh, and they tired with a long march, quickly made, and under burdens.

Now began the spears to fly from one side to the other, and men began to fall.  And yet there was no great attack made on either side.  Then grew I impatient, for it seemed to me that as we were the weaker side the first charge might do all for us.  So I spoke to Wulfhere, saying: 

“We must charge before they.  Let us break into that circle.”

“Aye!” said the veteran, and “Aye!” shouted Wislac; and so I pointed the banner forward and shouted for my shield men to charge.

And that, with a great roar, they did; and down before the brawny arms of those foremost three lay brethren went three of the heathen, and we were pressing into the circle.  Then a brother fell, dragging a Dane with him, and Wislac took his place, and three more Danes fell.  Then went Aldhelm to Wislac’s side, and Lo! the circle was broken, and our standard stood in the midst.

Yet was not that ring destroyed, and in a moment it closed after us, and now were we ten in the midst of a crowd of foes, while again outside them raged Ealhstan and his men, striving to break through to us.