The Crusades Page #7

of hawks.

There!

A Christian.

Father...

Iook.

Go back, Father.

Run! Run for your life!

Master.

Master, we must ride on.

We must go.

Allah has sent her to me.

I will not let her die.

# Oh, Richard ruled in England

The Devil reigned in hell #

# And both were

mighty monarchs

Who governed passing well #

# Till Richard went to Hades

The Devil a visit to pay #

# And with his fire

and brimstone #

# Poor Satan ran away! ##

Look out! The King! The King!

Have that one posted there.

Quick, pass it fast.

Here, here, come along,

come along, Smithy.

Hurry up with those

scaling ladders.

Sire, a ladder's no stronger

than its weakest rung.

All right, you'd better see

there are no weak rungs then.

Aye, sire.

Here, you on the siege tower!

Aye, sire.

Get those crossbows to

the front of the platform...

and the longbows to the back!

Aye, sire.

The King.

The King.

Let me through to the King.

Stand aside, men.

Sire. Sire.

Sire, the Holy Man...

Queen of England...

captive.

Robert.

England's Queen is captive

behind that wall.

The Holy Man!

The Holy Man is taken!

Where?

See his staff.

His broken staff. See!

Sound the call to arms.

Trumpeter,

sound the call to arms.

Berkeley,

start the siege tower forward.

All men to your posts!

Fifty horses for the tower!

Roll the mantelets forward

to the foot of the wall.

Aye, sire.

Bring the mantelets

to the wall.

Forward!

Bring up all horses

to the tower!

Brace that siege tower.

Get up there! Get up!

Men, forward! Men, forward!

Heave forward!

Sire,

they storm the walls of Acre.

The Hermit has been captured.

Raise the Oriflamme of France.

We join the attack.

In God's name and the King's!

To arms! To arms!

Quick, men!

The Christians attack!

Thousands are coming!

Christians attack.

The Christians are coming!

The Christians attack!

Let the war drum

call to battle!

Summon every sword of Islam

to the wall!

Light the fires

upon the walls!

# Even to the last Crusader #

# We stand for the Lord,

our God #

# Death or life

may Christ attend #

# Holy cross

and tomb defend ##

Keep those ladders

going over the moat!

Show the Christians

their Holy Man.

Look, Christians,

here is your saint.

The Holy Man!

They're killing him!

What are they doing with him?

Let your cross

save him now.

The Holy Man!

Back, Christian dogs,

or we kill your Holy Man.

Tell us, Hermit,

what shall we do?

On! On, ye men of the cross.

Good Father, if we attack,

it means your death.

Fear not, my sons, attack!

Within these walls

is the cross of our Lord.

Dog of an unbeliever!

Send back your people

or you die!

Yes, death!

Death!

Send your people!

Send them back!

I command you,

in the name of God, attack!

Stop his blaspheming voice!

In this sign...

ye shall conquer.

Silence him!

Hearken my prayer, O, Lord!

Men of the cross, attack!

Glory to the King!

Move!

Clear the way.

Push the mantelet forward!

Faster, knights.

Follow me to the bridge.

Hope was left to them,

the everlasting peace.

Standby to lower the bridge!

Cast them to the moat!

Which of you has seen

the Christian Queen?

Oh, King, we have seen

no Christian woman.

She's captive here.

Where is she?

I'll get the truth out of you.

It is the truth.

We know nothing.

Sire,

we've searched the palace

from tower to vault.

Your lady is not there.

Well, search the houses

everywhere!

Yes, sire.

Sire, we have searched

and questioned.

No one has seen

the Lady Berengaria.

Take what men you need,

but find her.

Sire.

Sire, it is the cross.

The true cross.

Sire, I have seen it.

I have seen it.

Sire...

Oh, Alan.

I have seen it.

Have your wounds

been looked at?

It matters not.

I have touched the wood

of the true cross of our Lord.

It's in there.

It blesses those who touch it.

My boy, you're badly hurt.

I'm dying...

but I've touched the cross.

Go, my king.

Lay your hand on it.

Yes, yes, yes.

It is found.

It is there...

in eternal light...

awaiting you.

All right, son.

We'll go together.

We have found the glory

of the worid.

Praise to the Lord of hosts.

Let me touch it.

Let me touch the wood

of the cross before I die.

The cross of Christ.

Praise to the Lord, our God.

It is true.

The cross on which he died.

Lo, he is with us always...

even unto the end

of the worid.

Sire! Sire!

We've word of her!

What?

Here!

Sire! Your lady,

we've news of her.

This dog has seen her.

Where? Where is she?

She's gone from Acre

with Saladin.

With Saladin!

They went through our lines

toward Jerusalem.

Sound the call to arms.

We go on to Jerusalem.

My horse!

You cannot, Richard.

Thousands lie dead

outside the walls.

The Count of Hungary...

You heard my orders, Robert.

Sire. Sire.

The cross.

Sire, Saladin has gone

to a great army at Jerusalem.

They will outnumber us

10 to 1.

Sound the call.

Sire, it's certain death.

Certain death.

Don't go, sire.

Don't go.

Not half the Crusade lives

to follow you.

I ride to Jerusalem.

Let follow me who will.

The King!

Follow the King!

Here is peace

by the Holy City of Jerusalem.

I carried you here

in my arms...

and I prayed to Allah

that you would live.

You are kind.

No knight

could be more gentle.

Because you have crept

into my heart.

Tell me, why did

England's Queen desire to die?

Because I was in the way

of my husband.

For his sake?

Yes.

You are no longer the wife

of the Lion King.

What do you mean?

Islam does not accept

a Christian marriage.

And here is the love

of Saladin...

who holds you ever

in his heart...

who worships

your loveliness...

who would give you

all the gifts of the worid...

happiness, power...

the kings of Asia

to kneel at your feet.

That would not

bring me happiness.

Words that rise quickly

to the lips may not be true.

The truth lies hidden

in your heart.

I am your captive.

I do not love you.

Love is not a ring of gold

to hold you captive to it.

Love is a flower

that blooms at Allah's will.

It is written

that you should come to me.

And who can change

what is written?

Master.

Yes?

Oh, my master,

Acre has fallen.

The Christians

are on the march.

The Lion King

rides to Jerusalem.

Richard.

Tomorrow he will be

within sight of the Holy City.

Summon the Amirs.

Tomorrow I shall meet

the Lion King in battle.

You will never defeat him.

You shall go with me...

and from my tent you shall see

the foes of Islam...

swept like dust

before the might of Allah.

God forbid.

Crusaders, charge!

Charge!

Richard, there is nothing here

but the dead.

I tell you,

old Hercules is slain.

He saved my life today.

It was by that mound.

And I'm going

to find his body.

Search tomorrow, sire,

when we can see.

Tomorrow?

Tomorrow we may

keep him company

in heaven or hell.

Tomorrow we fight again.

What's left of us.

Sire, take care.

There are the lights

of Saladin's camp.

All right,

I'll go that way.

Sire...

Blondel, you go this way.

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