The bishop had mail under his robes, having been eager to join in the fight, as would Eahlstan, his great forerunner, have certainly joined; but Alfred would not suffer him to do so.
Once more Guthrum tried to rally his men, when the flight bore him to his camp at the hill foot, on the way across the fens to the town.

There was a sharp fight there, and Ethelnoth was wounded as he led on his men; and thence the Danes fled to Bridgwater, making no more delay.

So close on them were our men that Guthrum's housecarls closed the gates after their king on many of their comrades, who fell under the Saxon spear in sight of safety.

Nor did we give them time to drive in the cattle that were gathered from all the countryside to the meadows round the place.
Then came Thord to me and put me in mind of somewhat.
"Now is our work to be done, king.

These Danes will take Hubba's ships and be gone down the river next.