75 — The Chevauchee

The Prince’s army was spread across the Val du Midi, from the Montagne Noire in the north to the Montagne d’Aleric in the south. The technique used was straightforward. Every sizeable city, town, hamlet or Château was visited and asked to surrender to the Prince.
The Earl and his vanguard stayed close to the river, within sight of the crossing at Toulouse but with scouts upstream watching the crossing at Muret. The Earl arranged for a small tent to be pitched on top of a hill on the junction between the Garonne and the Ariege. He raised a pennant, his own pennant, with the quartered eagles and diamonds, not the Lion of Aquitaine.
‘Now we must wait’ he said, to no-one in particular.
Just after midday, a single horseman emerged furtively from the woodland surrounding the hill.
‘He is here’ breathed the Earl ‘but he does not want to risk being seen with us. We will go to him’ the Earl walked to meet the visitor and asked John and Piers to wait by the tent.
He then walked back to the tent with the stranger and they both entered the tent and pulled down the flap.
When the flap was raised again, the stranger was dressed as a member of the Lions of Aquitaine, indistinguishable from Piers or John.
‘Gentlemen may I introduce Francoise Delpuech, Seigneur de Falgarde. He will travel with us and help us with translations from Occitan. He will also help me with my planning. I will depend on him to help me understand local reactions to our invasion. As we will be in a war zone and therefore all at risk, the four of us will from this point onwards share all information so that there will be continuity should any of us be killed or injured. Shall we sit’
John and Piers learned that Francoise was one of the potential supporters the Prince had met during the earlier journey round Toulouse.
‘I have kept my promise but this is never what we expected’
The Earl looked surprised.‘What did you expect’
‘Oh! That the Prince would marry Ximene Trencavel, establish an Occitan state in exile, decide how the state would be subdivided and then, and only then invade in support of the agreed landholders.’
‘ The Prince believes that this is simply a statement of intent; that it will reduce the Frank’s expectation of defending Occitan’
‘Can I ask you, is the Prince doing this simply to impress Ximene or has she made it a prerequisite of a marriage contract.’
John was about reply but a glance from the Earl told him it would not be appropriate. The Earl replied himself
‘No Ximene has not been involved in any way, it is simply the way the Prince believe things should be done. He will challenge every independent Lord and they will either surrender or fight. If they surrender or are beaten in battle they will be required to swear alliegence to the Prince.’
‘Also he is deeply resentful of the way in which the Routiers attack our citizens in Aquitaine and he believes that the bastides here in Occitan give the routiers shelter’
‘So he intends to punish them?’
‘ Yes, It is a view I share. We have a mind to destabilise the Frankish structure in Qccitan in the same way that the Frankish backing of the Routiers has enable them to destabilise both the Argenaise and Armagnac’
‘And he will give charters in his own name to the towns and cities surrendering him even if the are ethnically Franks not Occitans?’
‘We shall see! We shall see!’
They packed up camp and the whole of the vanguard moved east following in the steps of the main army. Francoise was their eyes and ears. A repetitive pattern became clear. Some towns and villages spoke Frankish as their first language. They offered stiff opposition. If the townspeople put up a fight they were asked to surrender. If they did not surrender the town was sacked. Every effort was then made to make the town uninhabitable and to drive the inhabitants north. In many other towns and particularly the villages Occitan was the preferred language. Typically these places would offer no opposition and even offered advice about other towns and hamlets inhabited by people from the north and where defensive weaknesses might lie.
Soon however, other patterns began to emerge. There was sporadic organised opposition. It was soon learned that these organised forces came from the east , Carcassonne, Narbonne and Beziers. There was evidence that they were being supported from the north and organised by members of the Guarde d’Ecosse, the King of the Franks own Scottish bodyguard. Simultaneously the Routiers became active.
Francoise was distraught
‘The Routiers are making raids of their own! They did not discriminate between Frankish and Occitan villages and farms. They kill and loot and it is all blamed on the Prince’s forces.’
‘Can we do anything to retain our good name?’
‘Sadly no. The Prince’s forces are far from innocent in this regard. In the towns which have been sacked, everything left behind has been seen as booty, it has been taken to store houses which are well guarded’.
John protested. ‘This is straightforward theft! What has happened to the Prince’s code of conduct?’
The Earl was clearly not happy but resigned. ‘ This is an army, a large army not an expeditionary force. It is widely accepted that plunder presents a way of giving soldiers a reward for their efforts’
‘ Can’t we tell the various commanders to put a stop to it?
The Earl grimaced. ‘The commanders themselves normally claim ten per cent of its value. We cannot put a stop to it’
By the end of the week the routiers took to raiding the stores, not to return the plunder to the original owners but to enrich themselves. Soon a disproportionate number of the Prince’s army were guarding stores of plunder instead of pursuing the primary objective of the invasion. A private war broke out between the lower ranks of the Prince’s army and the Routiers. The situation rapidly got out of control.
The Routiers hid out in rocky outcrops, woods and forests and emerged under cover of darkness to attack isolated groups of soldiers. They became increasingly daring.
The Earl was called to a meeting and returned with a grim look on his face.
‘We have been asked to make targeted sweeps of areas either side of our main force to prevent the Routiers attacking our troops. Take care, it will be dangerous work. If you find anyone in hiding shoot first and ask questions afterwards.’
In the course of the next few weeks John took part in several sweeps through surrounding woodlands. It was not work he enjoyed. There was a continual problem of differentiating between the Routiers and dispossesed franks camping in the open.
There is nothing honourable in driving people from their homes. What makes it worse is that they speak the same language that I do whereas our supposed allies speak a different, alien language. The people we dispossess protest continually that they are fourth or fifth generation inhabitants.
Francoise was now even more distressed
‘ We not achieving anything. No one believes we will win or even stay. Initially the Occitan people were delighted by the punishment being handed out to the Franks. All that has changed and so quickly! Now, they are mainly concerned about what would happen to them when the army moves on. They are sure that the fact that they have escaped molestation will not go unnoticed. Some are going so far as to remove and hide their own possessions. They intend to bring them back slowly at some time in the future. They want to hide the fact that they have been spared the looting.’
John was desparately short of sleep,there seemed to be an impossible work load to try and keep the Routiers under control. It was difficult to retain morale. Francoise’ comments made it all seem a dreadful mistake.
‘Is there anything we can do Francoise?’
‘Pull out and start again. I am convinced we are doing more harm than good. We are exposing the Occitanes to more risk than we are removing. We need a stucture, to govern the land under our control. What is needed is the establishment of just laws and the punishment of law breakers. We need a permanent presence not a token invasion, and do you know, in any change we will have to accommodate the franks who live here.’
John stared at him.
Francoise was right, what did Aristotle say? A constitution with honourable obectives, lawmakers who constuct the constitution, politicians who apply the constitution!
The Earl attempted to counter the argument.
‘ But surely Francoise the fact that we have been able to travel so far so fast must be undermining the Frankish morale’
‘I think not. It will probably suit their purpose admirably. After this chaos the Franks we be welcomed back with open arms. In fact I must now think of my own situation. I must return to my own domaign , so that I may prepare for it’s defence and for the return of my Frankish overlord’
The Earls voice was quietly resigned.
‘You must do what you think fit. I realise you took a risk in joining us in the first place. Thank you. I wish you well’
John watched him go and immediately sought out the Earl.
‘Is he right, should we retreat’
‘ No, he is not right, though his feelings are understandable. If only we could pin the Franks down to a set piece battle and win that battle, everything would change, but in any case we cannot retreat, there is the treasure to consider, and Ximene, we cannot abandon either of them. We must just grit our teeth and see it through.’

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Extract from The Prisoner of Foix--Chapter 43 -The EntranceNo need to buy a Kindle. Read it on your computer or tablet

John Stanley-26th April 1355

 

'Looks like we are going to see a bit of excitement, John. The Captain tried to get an agreement from the Prince that if there is surf running across the channel to Arcachon we will turn back to Bordeaux, but the Prince would hear none of it. Instead, he has offered to provide insurance for all three ships. If they are damaged or sunk, the owners will be compensated and every sailor who makes the passage will be given a bounty payment. What none of this seems to take into account is that if we sink in rough, fast-flowing waters we might all drown.'

John raised his eyebrows. 'But that is what we are going to do?'

'Yes, despite the fact that surf running accross the entrance is not uncommon and the deep water channel moves continually. In the end, the Prince attacked their captains on their weakest point, their professional pride! He threw down the gauntlet. He offered to take the Sally first through the channel, and to take control during the passage.' He raised his brow. 'We are going into the Bay of Arcachon, come what may! '

Extract from The Eagle of Carcassone -- Chapter 24-- A Real GoddessNo need to buy a Kindle. Read it on your computer or tablet

John Stanley - 22 July 1355

An hour later John walked with Ximene close to the river along the valley below St Feriole. It was the very essence of a summer’s day. The sun was fierce but in the shadow of the trees, it was cool and fragrant. The trees and shrubs along the riverbank hid their progress, from the Château, from St Feriole.

Eventually they reached a point where John thought it was safe to emerge from cover. To his satisfaction the stream extended into a pool with a sandy beach, shaded by trees. Where the stream entered the pool there was a flat grassy area, almost circular. Behind this, the bulk of two mountain ridges provided a splendid backdrop. He looked around once more ‘Not just a good training ground but a great training ground. If the Greek heroes knew about this they might be tempted to join me, to train with me’

Ximene laughed out loud. He turned to look at her. She had removed her outer clothes and was wearing a white chemise, cut short so that it barely reached her knees. Around her waist, she wore a plaited leather belt, obviously fashioned from the multitude of leather straps to be found in the tackle room.

She ran her hands down over her breasts. ‘When you were unconscious I heard you muttering about gods and goddesses, so  I have decided that from now on, for you, I will be the goddess.’

The Prisoner of FoixVol 1 of the series—The Treasure of Trencavel

Aquitaine, an English possession, is in crisis. It is under threat from neighbouring nations and internal dissension.

The Black Prince, King Edward III’s eldest son has been given the task of taking command in Aquitaine.

Suddenly there is an opportunity. Ximene Trencavel is the heiress to the lands of Occitan, to the east of Aquitaine: lands controlled by the Franks. Ximene wants independence, both for herself and for Occitan.

A union between Aquitaine and Occitan would be mutually beneficial. The Black Prince undertakes a secret journey to meet Ximene to negotiate a marriage contract. It is, however, a marriage neither of them really wants.

Meanwhile, the  Franks plot to murder Ximene to prevent ,not just the marriage, but any kind of union between England and Occitan.

The Eagle Of CarcassonneVol II of the series—The Treasure of Trencavel

The loose alliance between Ximene Trencavel and the Black Prince is under threat.

The Prince invades Occitan, to show his support for Ximene but it becomes an invasion which creates more problems than it solves.

The Prince has fallen hopelessly in love with Joan of Kent and Joan is now determined to marry him and become the next Queen of England.

Joan is therefore  determined to convince Ximene that she should not marry the Prince.

Part of her strategy is to encourage Ximene’s relationship with John Stanley—one of the Princes bodyguards—not an easy task as both John and Ximene have doubts about their compatibility.

However, John is grievously injured in a battle and Ximene commits herself to nurse him back to health.