C

And Engelers the Gascoin of Burdele

Spurs on his horse, lets fall the reins as well,

He goes to strike Escremiz of Valtrene,

The shield he breaks and shatters on his neck,

The hauberk too, he has its chinguard rent,

Between the arm-pits has pierced him through the breast,

On his spear’s hilt from saddle throws him dead;

After he says: "So are you turned to hell."