For not only were the lines drawn up in the open country, but the warriors also made an attack with their fleet.

The battle which followed cost much blood.

So Biorn, when his ranks gave back, unloosed his hound and sent it against the enemy; wishing to win with the biting of a dog the victory which he could not achieve with the sword.

The enemy were by this means shamefully routed, for a square of the warriors ran away when attacked with its teeth.
There is no saying whether their flight was more dismal or more disgraceful.

Indeed, the army of the Northmen was a thing to blush for; for an enemy crushed it by borrowing the aid of a brute.