Yet unless that fort is weaker than it looks, his attack will be of no use.

For, see--all the Danes from the bridge are going to help." So it was, and from the deck of Olaf's ship I looked on at the fight for half an hour.

At one time I thought that we had won the place, for our men charged valiantly through the moat and up the steep sides of the earthworks.
There waited for them the Danish axes, and an axeman behind a wall is equal to two men below him.
I longed to be beside Eadmund, whom I could see now and then, and ever where the fighting was fiercest; but Olaf bade me be patient.
There would be fighting enough for me presently, he said.
"You will see that we shall have to take the bridge, and so cut the Danish force in two.

Then from the bridge we have but to fight our way either into the fort or into the town." Presently our men gave back.

The earthworks were too strong for them.