Short tales.

– By the life of the three kings! cried the flamenco. Have not even hit the mark, English lord.

– Do not, eh? sarcastically replied the veteran, and turning to coat on the inside said it a little hole. Do you see this? As has happened is what I expected, your dart has been atarugado in oak cross to little leather, while my arrow has pierced the shield of part to part.

The officer’s face revealed his humiliation and disgust, but before he could open his lips came galloping Roger, who heads the archers said,

-Our captain Morel Baron follows me around and wants to find his men met in person to give them good news.

Archers and men at arms were hastily penetrated helmets, coats of mail and endorsed coletos, grabbed their weapons and two minutes he was perfectly formed the White Guard. Soon after came the baron, his spirited horse trot and watched with evident satisfaction the martial aspect of its people.

-Soldiers, he said, I come to announce that the White Guard has just been subject to a high honor. The prince has chosen to be the lead and be the first to attack the enemy. If any of you hesitate at the moment ….

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