On the way, the Welsh had rushed down from the hills, and had fallen on the baggage, slain many of the drivers, and killed so many horses that it had been necessary to leave some of the waggons behind.
At Newtown they halted, and parties had been sent out in all directions to harry the country, while a part of the force left at Welshpool marched upon Llanfair.

This was the last news that had come through from the king.
But from Welshpool they heard, next day, that there had been several skirmishes with the Welsh, and that heavy rains had made the roads all but impassable.

No more messages had come.

This was not surprising, as it was certain that the Welsh would close in behind the army, as it advanced; and as there would be no great occasion to send news back, the king would not care to weaken himself, by detaching escorts of sufficient strength to make their way down.
"If we could have been sure which way the king had been going, Roger, it would have been much shorter for us to have made direct for Llanidloes." "Certainly it would, Master Oswald; but you see, he might have turned more to the north, in which case we should have, perhaps, been unable to gather news of his whereabouts, while we should have run no small risk of getting our throats cut." "It is evident, Roger, that the king is marching, at present, in the direction of Plinlimmon.

No doubt he hopes that Glendower will come down and give him battle, but methinks he will not be foolish enough to do so.