FIGHTING ON HORSE
I am the noble weapon called
lance:
I am always used at the beginning of the battle. And
he who looks
at me with my flag Will lose all his courage because of
fear:
And if I do my duty right away, Then I don't have to worry
about poleax, sword or dagger.
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I don't have to worry about poleax, sword or dagger.
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I carry my lance like the tooth of a wild boar,
To
deflect yours and enter with mine. |
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Like the tooth of a wild boar I carry my lance:
Deflect
and hit is always my habit. |
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So that you won't have an advantage on me with your lance,
I'll bring my lance to the same side as yours.
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Because I have a spear, I come to you with the
woman's
guard: And I'm quite sure I'll deflect and hit.
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To damage you or your horse I'll do this throw
And then
I'll visit you with my sword. |
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In running away I have no other defense
But turning
around and hit you. |
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I'll do the contrary to your guard:
And I'll hit your
horse with no problems. |
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I will deflect your lance with my sword:
Then I'll hit
you with a strike or a thrust. |
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So that you won't deflect my lance,
I will hold it under
my left arm. |
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I approach you with half lance And you'll be slower in
deflecting my lance. I believe I'll hit your horse without
failing:
And you'll see my technique come to pass as follows.
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So that you wont engage your sword with me,
I carry my
lance low to hit your horse. |
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Carrying the sword this way allows me to do four
techniques,
I can hit with strikes and thrusts without failing;
I can also throw from the horse and grab the sword:
Rarely
have I failed in these things. |
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I make no comparison with these two guards:
He who knows
better, his opinion will win.
And he who can watch for feigns,
Will do those four techniques well. |
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I gladly put this tip in your throat
For the third
master who shows this guard. |
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This is an equal engaging without advantages:
He who
knows cunning arts, should start using them.
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For the first master who is on guard with his sword,
I
gave you this hit on the head. |
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After engaging your sword I pushed it aside,
And with
mine I gave you a big hit,
And I could have hit you with the tip:
The defense you have would not have stopped me.
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You will lose your sword with this grip
Or you will go
to the ground defenseless. |
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So that my sword is not taken away
I did the contrary
this time;
And what you wanted to do to me
With the contrary
I will do to you. |
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You will be thrown from the horse to the ground,
Then
I'll know what to do with you. |
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If I'm going to be unsaddled,
I can't do any other
defense than this hit. |
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I want to use cuts and thrusts in my defense,
If my
sword has not been taken from me,
And if I haven't been thrown
from the horse
I will hit your face with the pommel without
failing. |
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To avoid you hitting my face with the pommel
Keeping my
sword steady I will avoid your hit. |
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The way I grabbed you coming from behind,
I will throw
you from the horse, this I do believe. |
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You wanted to throw me from the horse
But with this
contrary I will throw you to the ground. |
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I want to lift your leg with the stirrup,
And you'll get
thrown to the ground. |
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You wanted to throw me from the horse:
But with this
contrary you will be thrown. |
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If I want to throw your horse to the ground,
I'll have
my horse put his chest on the neck of yours;
I won't let your
horse bit go 'till you'll go to the ground with him; This is a good
technique for one with the harness, because no weapon can hurt him.
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I try to grab the reins from your hands
And pull them
over the head of your horse:
And after the reins are pulled over
his head
I'll lead you to another country.
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Even if Roland and Publicano came to me with a lance,
I
would wait for them this way with a chiavarina or a club;
I will
deflect the lance and hit their head, And I will start from this
guard. |
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With my chiavarina I'll cut your head
From the guard of
the master which is so fast. |
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I hit you with the foot of the chiavarina
And I still
keep a sharper point at the other end. |
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This master tied a rope to his saddle, And to the foot of
his lance
To throw it around the neck of his enemy, And drag him
to the ground. |
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