When the crow's banner appeared near York, the Earl of Mercia and the Earl of Northumbria were eating at camp when they suddenly heard a tsunami-like sound outside the tent, and the English people shouted: "Waelwulfas are coming!" "This sudden event made the two lords run out of the camp at once, and saw the disaster before them on the spot, everything was as desperate as a ship caught in a huge whirlpool, and everyone was running around, without any nobles giving them any orders. The Normans, approaching the camp at high speed, threw flaming torches and javelins into the enemy's camp, causing more and more panic. Amid the fireworks and crowds, the English trying to flee were huddled together, and the two Earls looked around for horses, but there was not a single guard in sight, and the Earl of Moka shouted, "Don't you know me? I am your count! Don't you know? The sound quickly drowned out in the chaos. After Robert de Comina's knights had set fire to the fortifications on the perimeter, the columns marching in the rear began to charge slowly, their spears and shields washed over like a storm, and the Normans in York City saw this scene and rejoiced.

At this time, one of the Counts of Moka's command, Northumbria, Sain, dragged two wild horses, and the two lords, realizing that the situation was hopeless, had finally gathered the remaining guards and Sein in the vicinity, and they continued to advance among the defeated soldiers, while the Normans continued to slaughter the English in the camp unhurriedly, many of them dressed in thin white or green uniforms, without shields or armor, and fell to the ground like rain and falling leaves in front of the spurring cavalry. Robert Fitzrichard's knights began to attack an arrow tower that was still fiercely resisting, and the enemy on it included a heavily armed English guard. As he did not carry a projectile weapon, the bold knight put on his armor and drew his sword and rushed forward, he was as fast as an eagle, carried the kite-shaped shield behind him, and climbed to the top of the tower in a blink of an eye, the guard who commanded the resistance saw this threat and tried to come and stop it, the Norman had already appeared in the tower, he was undecided, and then stabbed at the enemy on the opposite side, the force was extremely amazing, breaking a chain ring on the opponent's chest, the Englishman was hit hard, staggered to avoid it, but could not escape the next attack, The fierce Norman knight quickly cleared the remaining English and removed the rings from the body of the guard as a symbol of victory.

An English army of two thousand men was crushed in one afternoon, just as two years earlier, the two mighty northern earls suffered another crushing defeat, and the battlefield was even a few hundred meters away from the last Fulford Gate, when the whole of York witnessed the defeat of their five thousand troops by King Harald the "Northern Lightning", a defeat that forced King Harold in the south to go north to help, but the two earls refused Harold's request after the Battle of Stamford Bridge and did not send troops to the war against the Normans, Now that Harold had died in Hastings, the two Earls were left to bear the onslaught of the Normans, and Robert de Comina's blow nearly shattered their fantasy of power.

The aftermath of this catastrophe now lies on the outskirts of Yorktown: the remains of the sons of England are littered, and the Normans, fearing that they will soon rot in the summer, have not even bothered to strip them of their clothes, so they have ordered them to be dug and buried, and their names are still in the memory of their families: Oda, Godric, Elfnos, ......, whose souls have been attributed to the kings of the angels. Those who fled ran all the way north, as if they would henceforth endure the humiliation of defeat and the cowardly ridicule. After dusk, Edwin and the Earl of Moca finally found a place to hide in the moors hills north of York, with less than five hundred men and horses left, starving, and this miserable fate made the two Earls who had abandoned their army and their families and fled unwilling to think about the future: if God had blessed them, the enemy would have not pursued them and made them prisoners, and they would have chosen to go into exile and send them to the fence, and never to return to their homeland. The wind swept across the moors of York, and the soaking English people shuddered, and their Earl was still resting with two ridiculous-looking wild horses, spotted and patterned, and with long hairs on their backs. The hearts of the English nobles and soldiers who saw this scene were full of pessimism and shame, how could they be teased by the cruel fate of their comrades who had sacrificed their comrades to survive so far?

The Normans of York collected supplies in the camp of the English, and took off the rings of the fallen English nobles one by one and placed them before the commander, and William Mallett came to the camp to watch these spectacular victories, and the ring full of rings witnessed the loss of the essence of Mercia, as if to foreshadow the conquistador's natural right to take the north. Satisfied, Robert gently lifted the richly decorated domed iron helmet of the Earl of Mercia with one hand, and said to all the Norman knights present: "The king has canonized me as the new Earl of Northumbria, and now it is time for us to reap the fruits of the war!" Then the Normans began to rejoice.

The next day, nine hundred knights began to plunder the city of York, even the territory of St. Cuthbert, while the captured Englishmen were sent south by William Marlett to be sacrificed to the king or sold in the southern market. The Yorkists were silenced by the victory, and the Anglo-Saxons and Danes who lived here silently endured the extortions and tyranny of the conquerors, watching them graze their horses outside the gates of their cities. One monk lamented: "The Franks roar like a north wind, ravaging the most beautiful gardens of York." ”

William Mallett, however, was not satisfied with the unbridled Earl of Robert, who was appointed by the King as Lord Chancellor of Yorkshire, and had the same responsibility for the management and security of this important northern town. The north was not completely pacified, but Count Robert enjoyed the glory and fruits as if he had been completely victorious, and was oblivious to the still dangerous situation. After the fall of the Mercia, most of the nobles in the north were supporting the prince of Bebanburg, and the Bishop of York, the Bishop of Warchester, and the Bishop of Durham were also against the Normans under the banner of the other.