:00:00
She was incredibly beautiful.
:00:01
The bloom on her cheeks
was so charming
:00:05
that, next to her, the finest
rose petal looked like a dirty stain.
:00:12
Her eyes were as blue as the sky.
- Stupid Whitey. Pay attention.
:00:16
Her lips were as red as
scarlet velvet ribbons.
:00:31
Their number grew steadily.
:00:34
Then Jan Breydel climbed onto a wagon
which just happened to be there
:00:39
and waved his axe
above his head like a windmill.
:00:42
Flanders the Lion.
Everything Wallonian is vile. Kill it.
:00:51
The Flemish crowds pressed violently
forward towards the retreating enemies
:00:56
and beat the fallen knights
with clubs and axes.
:01:01
Thousands of horses
lay in the kneaded earth
:01:04
and the bodies of the enemy
covered the ground.
:01:07
Those were bloody good battles.
:01:11
Friar William of Saeftinge stood by
the fallen chancellor Pierre Flotte
:01:17
and the Frenchman begged for mercy.
:01:20
Friar William laughed derisively
and hacked him in the back of his neck.
:01:24
Cor!
- So that, robbed of his life,
:01:27
he fell with his face
in the spilt blood.
:01:31
Makes you thirsty.
- Have a bite of my apple.
:01:36
I would've liked to have been there.
:01:40
The mace.
:01:41
Early tomorrow we will destroy
the evil enemy from the south
:01:45
with our axes.
:01:49
Valiant people of Flanders, remember
the glorious deeds of your forefathers.
:01:56
My noble lord and master,
we will fight for you and die for you.