Chapter 830: Agitation
It should be noted that the defeat at the Battle of Ankrummore was to blame for the over-reliance of Baron Ralph Earl I on the wavering Scottish allies and his brave chivalric courage. The defeat of the invasion of Stirling was blamed on the greed of European mercenaries who plundered the property of the Scots. This also includes the issue of mercenary honorarium owed by Henry VIII.
Of course, the 400 Scottish Borders who rebelled against the British on the battlefield were also a paramilitary force to be reckoned with. It can be said that these Scots, who had been loyal to England, were encouraged by their Queen Mother Guise. For example, this part of the population will be pardoned for treason; According to the number of English and European mercenaries killed, as well as the number of enemy troops captured, a large number of rewards from the Queen Mother and the royal family were obtained.
The vast majority of the noble soldiers who died in the battle were a very sad thing. Sir William Ingleby and his aristocratic army, led by Sir Andrew Melville, the guard of the Scottish royal palace, posed as Scottish troops and soon found the only way into the interior of Stirling Castle. In a short time, 200 English nobles marched smoothly to the castle gates.
As Sir William prepares to open the castle gates with the deception tactics offered by his wife-to-be, Isabel Walton, Queen Mother Guise suddenly appears on the tower to the left of the gate. At this time, Sir Andrew, who was in a fierce struggle in his thoughts, suddenly heard the pure and ancient Low Country Scottish words of Queen Mother Guise, "Sir Andrew, I am surprised that you will appear here, have you been on a tour far away?" ”
When Sir Andrew looked up at the Queen Mother, he almost wanted to bow and greet the Queen Mother politely. Sir William, who was beside him, hurriedly whispered when he saw his expression, "Sir, what are you doing?" She's just the Queen Mother of the Scots. ”
"It's okay, I just want to follow aristocratic etiquette." Sir Andrew said something in English with some nonchalant. His eyes remained on the Queen Mother's countenance, and he spoke in Low Scottish, "Your Majesty, I'm sorry to let you see me outside Stirling Castle. I thought that at this time I should fulfill my duty in the palace of Linlithgow. ”
Queen Mother Guise looked at the two knights and hundreds of "Scottish" sergeants under the tower with a calm face, and nodded, "Sir, do you know that William Wallace studied Latin and Bible proverbs at Dunipes near Stirling Castle, where he was taught by his uncle, and thus possessed free thought and excellent swordsmanship and mounted archery skills. ”
How could Sir Andrew know more about the deeds of that Scottish national hero more than 200 years ago than Queen Mother Guise. However, William Wallace's fanatical patriotism and desire to fight to the death against the English had heard from some of the older knights.
At this time, as soon as he heard Queen Mother Guise speak of the famous patriotic knight in Scottish history, a favorite Latin poem of a patriotic knight that has been passed down to this day immediately comes to his mind: "Tell you, my child, there are many things worth fighting for in your life." However, freedom is undoubtedly the most important. Never shackle and live the life of a slave. ”
Andrew secretly muttered the Latin poem, tears of self-reproach and guilt in his eyes. He seemed to see the scene in history when the Scottish people, inspired by the fearless spirit of William Wallace, fought bloodily and vowed to drive the British out of their land...... "Bang! With a bang, the handguard sword in his hand also fell on the hard ground in front of the castle gate.
"Sir, don't forget who you're loyal to now!" At this moment, Sir William Ingleby, who was desperate to catch Queen Mary, roared loudly. Pointing his sword at Queen Mother Guise on the tower, he shouted at Sir Andrew, "Now, I command you to kill this woman." Just kill this woman and you can get everything! ”
Of course, the Queen Mother Guise, who was standing beside several armed attendants of the palace, could understand English, but she still maintained a reserved appearance, and said with an unchanged face: "Sir Andrew, I can pardon you for all your crimes. It's just that you no longer have the one thing that the Scottish people are most proud of: freedom. ”
Without waiting for an answer, Queen Mother Guise spoke calmly again, "Sir, when you die, can you stand in front of God and William Wallace without my heart and say aloud that God will forgive you?" ”
"Sir, think about what you're going to get? Insults, ridicule, rotting vegetables and bread, and the rebuke of the whole Scottish people for your betrayal of Scotland. ”
Time passed little by little, and the impatient Sir William had nothing to do in the face of the impregnable Stirling Castle. At the moment, he could only put his hope in Sir Andrew and the longbowmen behind him. He quickly turned around and shouted to the village longbowman he had hired, "Shoot the arrow, shoot the arrow at that woman!" ”
"Wait, Sir." Sir Andrew spoke calmly, then picked up the English gauntlet from the ground and looked at Sir William coldly, "Sir, you are English, and I am Scottish. I just want to be a free Scotsman who is not under the guardianship of the English! ”
Sir William was taken aback, and he keenly sensed that the Scotsman wanted to do something against him. Holding a sword in his hand, he didn't take any offensive or defensive posture, just looked at the other party intently, "Bastard, you dare to betray His Majesty and His Royal Highness!" Very well, I will grant your wishes. ”
After saying that, just as he was about to raise his sword and stab the opponent's chest, Sir Andrew raised his sword like lightning and pierced the breastplate of the infantry bust that the opponent was wearing, which was very poorly protected! In an instant, the air condensed together, and all the noble soldiers behind the two couldn't believe what they saw.
At this moment, the gates of Stirling Castle slowly rose. "Ah......h A frenzied shout resounded through the sky with the large number of armed attendants and sergeants of the palace who rushed out of the city gates. Several of the noble soldiers standing in front were caught off guard and were stabbed or knocked to the ground by the Scots who rushed out of the castle gates.
Sir William did not believe that he was dead, and stared fiercely at Sir Andrew, who had pierced his chest, with wide eyes. At this time, when he used his last breath to fight back with the sword in his hand, he was kicked by the opponent's raised right leg, and he fell to the ground on his back screaming. Sir Andrew rushed forward, stabbed the sharp tip of his sword into Sir William Ingleby's throat without hesitation.