"He sang the song of the sword, keening as he fed his blade, and Rollo, standing thigh-deep in the creek, ax swinging in murderous blows, blocked the enemy's escape. The Frisians, transported from confidence to bowel-loosening fear, began to drop their weapons.
Bernard CornwellAbout author
- Author's profession: Novelist
- Nationality: british
- Born: February 23, 1944
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