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: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.

:02:01
The Frenchman is already afraid.
- I'll make mincemeat out of them.

:02:05
Long live Belzen, damn it.
:02:08
By this dear earth,
which I wish to carry in my heart

:02:12
today I shall perish or be victorious.
:02:16
Starvelings.
- Come on, we're off.

:02:20
Noble knights of Flanders and
surrounding areas, to arms.

:02:25
The enemy is approaching, our country
is in trouble. Raise the alarm!


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