第1664章 Prince Caspian(111)

Both swords were out in a moment and the three others jumped off the dais and stood watching. It was well worth it. It was not like the silly fighting you see with broad swords on the stage. It was not even like the rapier fighting which you sometimes see rather better done. This was real broadsword fighting. The great thing is to slash at your enemy‘s legs and feet because they are the part that have no armour. And when he slashes at yours you jump with both feet off the ground so that his blow goes under them. This gave the Dwarf an advantage because Edmund， being much taller， had to be always stooping. I don’t think Edmund would have had a chance if he had fought Trumpkin twenty. four hours earlier. But the air of Narnia had been working upon him ever since they arrived on the island， and all his old battles came back to him， and his arms and fingers remembered their old skill. He was King Edmund once more. Round and round the two combatants circled， stroke after stroke they gave， and Susan （who never could learn to like this sort of thing） shouted out， “Oh， do be careful.” And then， so quickly that no one （unless they knew， as Peter did） could quite see how it happened， Edmund flashed his sword round with a peculiar twist， the Dwarf ‘s sword flew out of his grip， and Trumpkin was wringing his empty hand as you do after a “sting” from a cricket bat.