Then a brother fell, dragging a Dane with him, and Wislac took his place, and three more Danes fell.

Then went Aldhelm to Wislac's side, and Lo! the circle was broken, and our standard stood in the midst.
Yet was not that ring destroyed, and in a moment it closed after us, and now were we ten in the midst of a crowd of foes, while again outside them raged Ealhstan and his men, striving to break through to us.
Then knew I that our case was hard, and I struck the spear that held the standard into the ground, and round it we stood, back to back, Wulfhere and Wislac once more to right and left of me.

And it would seem that so grim looked we in our desperation, that they feared us a little, or, at least, that each feared to be the first to fall on us, for the Danes drew back and let us stand for a breathing space, until that great chief who rallied the men--leaving the care of the outer ring for a moment -- came and faced me, speaking in fair Saxon enough, and bidding us surrender.
And for answer I threw my seax at him, and as he raised shield to stop it, for it flew straight and hard as a forester can throw, I leapt at him, going in under his shield, and he fell heavily, moving not, for my blow went home.

Well it was that Wulfhere came after me, for he warded blow of axe that would have slain me.

And then the Danes howled and fell on us.
Hard fighting it was, but round us grew a ring of dead, and no man had laid hands on the standard.