Brodir's Saga
Chapter 28
"The Battle of Kings"
Brodir was resting in his tent when a shout shook the camp. He awoke, and, sitting up, was confronted by the sight of his scouts running towards him, eyes wide open. He asked them what they had seen that had disturbed them so.
"My Lord, a great force of Irishmen are coming towards us! They bear the banner of Donnchad, son of Dead Brian, and they are truly a host without number!" [1]
Brodir pondered for a moment, before arising from his bed and girding about his armor.
"If Donnchad wants a battle, he will receive one. To arms!" The men of Brodir formed their shieldwall, facing the armies of Donnchad. A trump cried from the walls of Cork, and the remaining defenders, Domnall in the lead, charged towards the shield wall. Brodir's men were wedged between the two armies of the Irishmen; then, the battle was joined.
Many Irishmen fell before the swords and spears of the Norsemen, but they pressed on in their numbers against the shields, slaying many brave men. Brodir confronted Domnall in battle, and, after a terrible struggle, Brodir stabbed through his enemies chest with a strong blow. Thus fell Domnall.
Donnchad, seeing his most loyal supporter had fallen, flew in a rage towards Brodir, scattering many men. He threw a javelin at Brodir, but Brodir caught it and threw it back. Donnchad ducked, and it hit a man behind him. The two Kings then joined in a fierce battle; Brodir was knocked down four times, but his armor did not break. Finally, with a mighty swing, Brodir slashed the stomach of Donnchad; Donnchad fell to his knees; Brodir then swung his sword again, beheading the Irish pretender. Raising the bloody head of Donnchad Boru above his own, Brodir shouted loudly. Seeing their King had fallen, the Irish broke and fled, many killed by Norsemen in pursuit.
Thus it was that Brodir slew Donnchad, son of Dead Brian.
As his men were dividing the spoils of Donnchad's camp, Brodir found the sister of Donnchad, Aofie, protected by an old woman. Brodir approached Aofie to take her, but the old woman raised her hand and swore this oath:
"If you lie with Aofie, four generations hence your house may fall." Brodir laughed, and slew the old woman. He then took Aofie back to his camp, and lay with her.
Brodir, in triumph, marched his men North, to rout out the remaining resistance to his claim.
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[1]- Not really without number; modern day estimates claim that the Irish combined force probably had 25,000 men, if that, while the Norse had between 15,000 to 20,000.