Through the blaze of his rage, Hereward heard the insistent tone rise above the furious clash of battle and was pleased. Now his plan had been set in motion, he could give himself to vengeance. He threw himself up the hill. A Norman warrior rounded on him, growling. Without even slowing his step, Hereward hacked down. His speed caught the soldier unaware. The blade sliced through the neck and down to the collarbone, and the Mercian had wrenched his weapon free and was running up the slope before the man even knew he was dead.Ahead of him, he could see Redwald scrambling among the huts, avoiding the worst of the fighting. A coward to the last. He didn’t care that his brother had seen him. Let the traitor know that death was on his trail.Hereward splashed through pools of rainwater as he sought out the fastest route. He knew these narrow, muddy tracks well. On every side, fighting men flashed by, barely silhouettes in the gloom. The Mercian ignored them all. He clambered over waste heaps and edged round obstacles, all the time keeping his eyes on his prey.
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