Gorm threw down his shield. It would only burden him now. His Lord had just been slain to his right, an arrow through the thin eye-slit in his helm.
It was now submit...or run.
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It was now submit...or run.
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The no-man's-land between the rivers stretched in front of him. Countless fates had been decided on this small piece of flat land between two holds. He only hoped his would not be, this day.
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Men lay dead at every step between him and the hill. The forces of Gilsfjoror were streaming down, killing those not quite swift enough to outrun them.
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