Chapter 1
It is the night, of the year 1066, all is quiet in the Norman camp, then a charge of troops rush into the camp, slaughtering many of the invaders of Engeland, leaving many dead bodies in their wake. Norman knights, under their bastard leader, William the Bastard, are organized, and they charge through the Englisc lines, though they're dealt massive casualties whilst doing so, the Norman knights whirl around and charge once again at the Englisc lines. But the Englisc have been reformed into semi-cohesive lines under their leader to meet the new threat these Norman knights present to them, and he is using the Norman camp as a defensive structure for his troops.
The battle rages on for the good part of the night, the knights are forced to dismount halfway through, and it turns into a giant brawl, where all are bitting and fighting for their lives. The Englisc peasant levies have been exhausted from a forced-march from Stamford Bridge, a battle there, and a force-march preceding the battle by Harold Godwinson. But the morale of their enemies is much worse, the camp isn't supporting the knights, any space for mobility is taken, forcing their charge, and also, their only advantage of mobility, to be null and void. They did not have armor, since they did not sleep in it, and they did not have the necessary time to put it on during the surprise charge by the troops of the Englisc. The leaders of both sides were fighting, to motivate and spur on their troops to fight more, which was working out fairly well for both of the sides. Unfortunately for William, during the fight he was cornered and then captured, being the final nail in the coffin for the Norman army's morale. They break apart and were chased, captured, and slaughtered by the Englisc, most were killed in the beginning, but the slaughter afterward, killed the last remnants.
William was brought before the leader of the Englisc, who he expected to be the new king, Harold Godwinson, but upon this man lifting up his helmet, he was surprised to find a 16-year-old. He was guessing that this is the youngest of the new princes, son of Harold Godwinson and Matilda of Flanders, Alfwin Haroldson, later historians would say of house Godwin. He was the brother of Mildritha of Wessex, who is married to the prince, and future king of France Philip I, whose marriage produced an alliance. This alliance had affectively forced the king to denounce William as an overly-ambitious man, who has no right to wear the crown of Engaland, and then also claimed that Normandy no longer belonged to William, but none had listened to him, as the Capetian monarchs had held no sway over their many vassals.
Alfwin had persuaded his father to allow him to force-march the troops south, to prepare for William the Bastard, and said that he'd wait for his father, but upon hearing news of the enemy landing, and making a camp, he struck upon it, forcing his troops to strike in a surprise attack in the middle of the pitch-black den of the night, which had worked out in his favor surprisingly well. Now the Bastard who tried to take his father's throne, no- his throne, was kneeling right before him, in chains, it did not take long for his head to be prepared on a pike. This fate then befell all of his troops who were captured, but their clothes and armor were made to be kept clean and tidy, they are to be executed without any clothes, to add some insult to injury.
After William's execution, he seized the ships used to invade Engaland, took the cloths of the Normans, and then took a day to rest up. After that, he used the previously Norman ships, and embarked for Normandy's coast, in hopes of finishing a short campaign, then return after a month, though if he proves successful in this matter, it will be the matter of the next chapter.
This is considered the first battle of the first Caseres' first step into his career, and we will be chronicling it, alongside many of the other Caezeres, in very vivid detail.
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Casere is pronounced (kai-zere) by the Anglo-Saxon. Harold Godwinson was single at the same time as Matilda of Flanders, who was the wife of William the Conqueror, I then thought up two of their potential kids, Mildritha was the daughter, she and Prince Philip would be around the same age, so I married them, and Alfwin is the son, the youngest of Harold's sons.
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