When the ship arrived on the south shore, the English could only sleep in the swamps, because they did not want to expose their whereabouts, and even the fire was forbidden. Led by Martin "Scud", the English knights hung their weapons and equipment in their saddles, led their horses carefully along the way, many of their intricately embroidered robes were stained with mud and were all gray, and Edgar himself dismounted and marched through the moor, with a yew longbow and a leather quiver hanging from his saddle.

The occasional bird that skimmed the sky broke the silence from time to time, but Martin led the way in this indecipherable terrain from east to west, north and south, as if he were strolling leisurely, and sometimes the English knights who returned from mowing the grass got lost, and it was Martin who found them, and led them back to the marching brigade one by one.

When they reached the vicinity of Lincoln, the English did not march along the main road, but still passed through the moor, and then in the direction of Peterborough, the army of the Earl of Surrey was stationed in Byrne, blocking the way of the English. When Martin told Edgar what he knew, Prince Edgar asked, "Is there any way around it?" ”

Martin shook his head: "Further on is Osawa, we can only take a boat to Erie, and if we can't break the Norman blockade, we can't get a ship." ”

Edgar thought for a moment and said to Uhtred, "Prepare everyone, we will attack Bourne next, and then hold there to meet the English on the island of Erie." ”

The English took out the grain and began to feed their horses, and the prince's mount, "Tofel", also munched on oats, and quickly regained his strength, and the chestnut steed shook its neck so that its mane fell apart like a curtain of water, and snorted to show its contentment.

The Norman camp soon came into view, and the Earl of Surrey was said to be in the camp next to two towers that controlled the southern road. Edgar observed for a while, and found that the Norman camp was mainly concentrated in the south, and did not anticipate the possible enemy in the north, so he waved his hand, and Uhtred behind him nodded and led his knights to the left flank. Edgar's men did not fly any flags or trumpeters, but relied on the direct orders of the Sein, and after seeing that the knights on the left flank had moved into place, he gave the order to attack.

William de Warren, Earl of Surrey, who had been observing the direction of the water, suddenly heard the neighing of horses coming from behind him, and he turned his head to see the English knights charging up from behind him, these iron-clad enemies in full formation, straight to the rear of the Norman camp, the parapet connected by a large basket of dirt had a trench in front of it, but the soldiers on the whole line were very scarce, almost only a few guarded sentries were standing, and most of the others were on the ramparts near the south side.

The English knights soon reached the Norman position, and they crossed the trench steadily, and with their horses they broke through the paramicry into the Norman camp, while Uhtred, who flanked them, rushed in in as they did, rampage through the camp and trampling the unsuspecting Norman infantry with their horses' hooves. At the same time, after Ed's sword had slashed the enemy soldiers near "Tofi", he ordered all the fleeing enemy troops to be driven in the direction of the ramparts behind them, until the soldiers of the entire Norman camp were pressed into the small space under the ramparts, and the English knights stopped.

Edgar looked at the chaos before him, and decided to retreat for a moment, and then regroup, when suddenly a terrible cry was heard from his left side, and the prince turned his head to look, and just in time to see an arrow stuck in Uhtred's face, the knight covered his face with his hand, and fell off his horse. Edgar's heart tightened for a moment, and he looked up to see that the Normans, under the command of a knight in armor, were firing arrows at the English knights near the ramparts, and these archers were condescendingly and viciously shooting straight at the front door of the English knights on the left wing. He immediately shouted the order to the knights beside him, and they all dismounted, lined up, lowered their helmets, and charged at the Norman infantry in front of them with their swords and shields. Under Edgar's leadership, these knights swung their swords and brought out patches of blood, and the Normans were crowded together, with no room to swing their weapons at all, and could only watch as the enemy in front of them cleared a bloody path through the crowd. The dense array of English dismounted knights served as a noose, almost completely strangling hundreds of Norman soldiers in this square inch. The Englishmen on the left formed a shield wall around the wounded Uhtred, protecting him in the center. Edgar stepped through a pool of blood, the mud and blood-soaked clothes made him feel unusually uncomfortable, and the chain mail restricted his movements, but he still gave the order hoarsely, and personally led a dozen knights to storm the wall in the rain of arrows. While the Earl of Surrey was still shouting "Shoot the arrows", Edgar's knights had already slaughtered the walls, sweeping away the archers in a torrential rain, and some Norman soldiers tried to raise their bows to block, but were slashed by the slashing swords and wailed. Prince Edgar's wrist flickered with cold light, and some of the Norman soldiers fell from the wall as they swept through the wood, while the remaining archers began to retreat, trying to leave the Shura field, and the Earl of Surrey was also crowded by these soldiers to retreat to the other side.

Eventually, the desperate Normans were cornered, and many began to jump down as if that were the only way to survive, and the Earl of Surrey was a little pale, and he had not yet drawn a sword, and was so confused that he was defeated. He stared at the iron-clad enemy in front of him, whose nose guard was carved with the pattern of a flying dragon, and his golden beard was exposed underneath, and the bloody aura on his body made this battle-hardened nobleman feel dizzy and uncomfortable. Under the watchful eye of this enemy, the Earl of Surrey squeezed through the sparse remnants of the army, came to the other side, and threw his sword at his feet with a clatter.

With this action of the earl, the Normans behind him also threw down their weapons, and Edgar was almost completely out of strength at this time, and he looked at the uninjured Norman knight in front of him with a sweat and a clean body, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After the bloody battle, Edgar sent men to persuade the tower defenders on both sides of the camp to surrender, and then came to the knights on the left flank. Surrounded by the crowd, Uhtred still clutched his bloody cheek with his hand, and a terrible long arrow was being stuck in the left side of the bridge's nose, several inches deeper, and Edgar looked at the wound and shook his head. Uhtred's eyes were blurred with blood at this time, and he couldn't see anything, just muttering to himself. Edgar lowered his head, approached Uhtred and whispered, "It's okay, my brother, don't worry, you'll be fine." ”

Uhtred didn't seem to hear anything, his helmet still covered his head, and no one dared to take it off directly, for fear that any movement would kill him immediately. Seeing that Uhtred did not react, Edgar kept muttering "I'm going to die", and finally gave up the attempt, got up and explained to the Earl's guards on the side for a long time before walking to the captured Earl of Surrey.