The
Battle of Badon Hill
The Fight for Briton
By
Mary Anne Yarde
Little did the knights, who survived the
slaughter at Badon Hill, know as they stared down at those they had lost on
that blood-soaked battlefield, that this battle, in this place, would never be
forgotten, and neither would those who had fallen.
At Badon Hill, the Britons had done what
many thought was impossible. They had taken back their island.
"(it was the)
....last great victory of the fatherland..."
That is how Gildas, a 6th Century British
monk, described the Battle of Badon Hill:
"...the last
great victory..."
But where...? Where was this great battle
and who led the winning army?
Stories are funny things. Over time the
truth is embellished, changed if you would. Honour is bestowed to those who
deserve it, and also for those who don't if it satisfies the political climate
of the time. The actual location of the
Battle of Badon is lost to history, although there have been many suggestions.
So, what are the suggestions?
Gildas stated that The Battle of Badon
took place in the south-west of England, on a hill. For those of you who have
never been to England, let me assure you there are many, many hills in the south-west.
Narrowing down a particular hill is like looking for a needle in a haystack,
although several historical hill-forts of interest have been suggested. These
include:
Old Sarum,
Wiltshire
Barbury Castle,
Wiltshire
Liddington Castle,
Wiltshire
Dyrham Camp,
Gloucestershire
Many Arthurian enthusiasts tend to favour
Liddington Castle.
Why? Well, because Liddington Castle was
in a strategic position between the main Anglo-Saxon settlements and:
"...Liddlington
marks one of the great Dark Age road junctions..."
Michael Wood.
Earthworks at Liddington Castle — Wikipedia |
"The twelfth
battle was at Mount Badon, in which nine hundred and sixty men fell in one day
from one charge from Arthur, and no one overthrew them except himself
alone."
Quite the warrior was Arthur if Nennius is
to be believed. However, Nennius wrote about Badon Hill a mere 300 years after
the event. That is a long time for folklore to embellish and elaborate on the
event.
The truth is we don't know where the
Battle of Badon Hill was, and likely we will never know. But for some reason,
that appeals to me. It does not matter where Badon Hill was, only that it
happened, and whether Arthur fought there as a king or a general, it is all the
same. He is a national hero, and he always will be. Not bad for someone who
supposedly lived over a thousand years ago.
Travel back to Dark
Age Briton with Mary Anne Yarde.
King
Arthur had fallen, but his knights are far from dead...
The Du Lac Prophecy
(Book 4 of The Du Lac Chronicles)
(Book 4 of The Du Lac Chronicles)
Two
Prophesies. Two Noble Households. One Throne.
Distrust and greed threaten to destroy the House of du
Lac. Mordred Pendragon strengthens his hold on Brittany and the surrounding
kingdoms while Alan, Mordred’s cousin, embarks on a desperate quest to find
Arthur’s lost knights. Without the knights and the relics they hold in trust,
they cannot defeat Arthur’s only son – but finding the knights is only half of
the battle. Convincing them to fight on the side of the Du Lac’s, their sworn
enemy, will not be easy.
If Alden, King of Cerniw, cannot bring unity there
will be no need for Arthur’s knights. With Budic threatening to invade Alden’s
Kingdom, Merton putting love before duty, and Garren disappearing to goodness
knows where, what hope does Alden have? If Alden cannot get his House in order,
Mordred will destroy them all.
Excerpt
They won’t
help you,” Bastian stated and Philippe turned to look at him. “The dead. They
won’t help you.”
“I thought I
was alone,” Philippe said as he looked back at Tristan’s tombstone.
“In Benwick
Castle?” Bastian scoffed. “There is always someone watching. You know that as
well as I do. Why are you here?”
“I came
looking for answers.”
“Did you
find any?” Bastian asked with cynicism.
“No.”
“I didn’t
think so.”
“Lancelot
was a brave man, wasn’t he?” Philippe mumbled the question more to himself than
anything else.
“As was
Tristan,” Bastian agreed.
“Did you know him? Tristan, I mean.”
“A little.
He kept himself to himself for the most part. He was wounded you see, during
the battle of Benwick. He lost the use of his legs. He couldn’t walk. But
he...” Bastian smiled as he remembered. “He was very wise. And he was happy to
share that wisdom. I liked him. Although not everyone did. After Tristan died,
there was talk. Some said he was a liar.”
“What did
Lancelot say?” Philippe asked.
“I cannot
imagine Lancelot being friends with someone who lied to him. But he neither
condemned nor defended Tristan. He kept his own counsel. What are you going to
do, Philippe?”
Philippe
looked up at the sky. The lavender hue had changed to a blue one. He never
appreciated how beautiful the sky was, until now. The day promised to be a warm
one, but Philippe felt chilled.
“What would
you do?” Philippe asked, as he rose to his feet and looked at his general.
“You have
two choices. You can abdicate. Hand him the throne. Or...”
“Or...” Philippe
encouraged.
“You could kill him,” Bastian said with a shrug.
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Mary
Anne Yarde is the multi award-winning author of the International Bestselling
Series — The Du Lac Chronicles. Set a generation after the fall of King Arthur,
The Du Lac Chronicles takes you on a journey through Dark Age Britain and
Brittany, where you will meet new friends and terrifying foes. Based on legends
and historical fact, The Du Lac Chronicles is a series not to be missed.
Mary
Anne is the founder of The Coffee Pot Book Club. She has been a professional reader since 2016 and in this time Mary
Anne has reviewed many books for the big and small publishing houses, as well
as books penned by her fellow indie authors. Mary Anne is also an editorial
reviewer The Coffee Pot Book Club and for The International Review of Books.
Mary Anne has been a judge for a prestigious Historical Fiction Book Award for
the last three years, as well as being a Top Reviewer on Netgalley.
Born
in Bath, England, Mary Anne Yarde grew up in the southwest of England,
surrounded and influenced by centuries of history and mythology. Glastonbury —
the fabled Isle of Avalon — was a mere fifteen-minute drive from her home, and
tales of King Arthur and his knights were part of her childhood.
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