Fight as they would, the English were borne back.
The young Prince waved his arm, screaming something, and at that sight the English line checked its retreat, stood still, and next plunged forward with a roar of: "England and the Prince!" That assault was over.

Backward rolled the ride of men, those who were left living.

After them went the dark Welsh.

Their commanders ordered them to stand; the Earl of Warwick ordered them to stand.

The Prince himself ordered them to stand, running in front of them, only to be swept aside like a straw before a draught of wind.