Then we got the soundest of the wounded down to the lower rampart, and drew off the men there towards the gateway, so that the Danes might think our movement was but a changing of guard; then we waited until we saw that the ships on the far bank had taken the ground.

Then we sallied out, and as I went I looked back once.  Three women stood alone on the hilltop, and one waved to us.  That was the Valkyria, for her mail sparkled in the sun; but I had eyes only for that one whom I thought I should not see again, whose little glove was on my heart.

Now, if we were desperate, Odda was not the man to waste any chance of victory that there might be.  We went swiftly up the long slope of Cannington hill, and fell on the post there before they on the main guard could reach them.  There was no withstanding the terrible onset of our Saxons; half that force was slain, and the rest were in full flight in a few minutes.

Then we went steadily down the hill to where Hubba himself waited for us.  His war horns were blowing, to call in every man who was within hearing; and his men were formed in line four deep at the foot of the spur on which their camp had been.

Now, when I saw this I looked on our men, who were in column again; and it seemed to me that the old Norse plan would be good, for it was certain that on this field we meant to stay.

“Ealdorman,” I said, “while there is yet time let us form up in a wedge and go through that line.  Then shall we fight back to back, and shall have some advantage.  I and my men, who have axes, will go first.”

Then my few vikings cried, “Ay, king!” and shouted; whereat Odda laughed grimly.

“Go on, Berserker—­axes must needs lead—­we will do it.”

Then we changed the ranks quickly, and I and Kolgrim and Harek made the point of that wedge.  Heregar and the banner were in the midst, and Odda himself was not far behind me, putting his best men along the two foremost faces of the wedge.

“We shall not be foremost long,” I said; “we shall be surrounded when once we are through the line.”

But as we came on, Hubba closed up his men into a dense, square mass.

“Ho!” said Harek to me; “you are wrong, my king.”

Now we were close at hand, and the Danish arrows flew among us, and the javelins fell pretty thickly.  I think that a wedge bears this better than any other formation, for it is easy to stop the weapons that reach it.

Our men were silent now, and I was glad, having known already what that meant; but the Danes began to yell their war cries.  Then we were within ten paces of them, and I gripped shield and axe and gave the word to charge, and Odda answered it.