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You move back and an English knight looks at you and demands whether you will take the Frenchman prisoner so that you can ransom him. You shake your head saying, 'He's yours,' hoping the muffling effect of your helmet will explain the strange voice of your Universal Translator. The Frenchman's great helm has rolled away and he is recovering consciousness, but you can tell from his expression that he is suffering from concussion and probably will remember nothing. As he is bustled away you look about once more. The valiant French knights are charging time and time again, only to be repulsed by the fire of the English longbowmen. Turn to 162.