human
Here we are! shouted Ned, as he rode out from a patch of wood.
gpt
See how our lines are forming, all the way across, between the swamps. Look yonder! Standards and clouds of dust! The English are coming! A host of them!
human
The king hath ordered us to halt, and let them charge, replied Lars.
gpt
This is my first battle! Hurrah!
human
Hail to thee, O my son! Glad am I to find thee, called out a loud voice from a column of spearmen, catching up with them.
gpt
Come thou and join thy father's men. Thou shalt fight at my side this day. Let Ned, the son of Webb, ride on and be with Tostig the Earl, as is his duty.
human
All right! shouted Ned.
gpt
Go ahead, Lars!
human
God keep you all this day! earnestly responded Father Brian.
gpt
I will keep the boy out of harm's way, if I can. By the side of Earl Tostig in this fight will be a place for strong men.
human
Oh, Vebba! I am coming to join thee and Lars as soon as we have taken York.
gpt
Maybe thou wilt and maybe thou wilt not, growled Father Brian.
human
A good many Vikings are to be killed before sunset. Look how the Saxons come on! I am willing to keep well away from their axes.