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A Proper Scottish Wife Ch 28

A Proper Scottish Wife Ch 28

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This chapter shows Ailene has determined how to face an axe and supplies a plan to address the Blackthorne problem.

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"Today, I want to you to work against Bjarkë with axes," Frang said. "But before you work with him, I'm going to demonstrate some things for you."

Isobel and Ailene looked at each other, then Ailene said, "Aye. We were wondering what we'd be doing today."

"From events yesterday, there's not much more we can teach you about swords. You need to maintain your skill levels with constant practice, but I'd put you up against nearly anyone with a sword with relative confidence you'd be the winner. There's still lot's of men who use an axe, so I want you understanding all I can teach you. I've not faced any axemen myself. I've only fought duels and axes are not usually chosen for a duel, but it's got certain aspects common to all weapons, no matter what. Bjarkë, please show the lasses the axes they're most likely to see men use."

"Aye. This big one with the long handle is called a poleax, pollaxe, or sometimes a halberd or heche if you're a Frenchie, like Frang here. It's not used much anymore. Large armies clashing together would use them, particularly armored. It was designed to bash through armor, which most don't use anymore. The length of the handle lets you get a lot of speed in the head so it can go through armor, break a shield, even the arm holding the shield. It's got points on both ends though, to stab with, so it can be used like a lance, but the axe part can be used to trip or upend and opponent like this." He put the axe end behind Frang's leg and tugged on it to show how he could pull his leg up. "If you ran into one weapon like it, I'd be surprised, so we're not going to teach you how to defend against it, but your best defense is avoiding the swing and getting inside the axe head before it comes back.

"This one incorporates the same head on a shorter handle. You might run across one of these. I've seen it a bunch of times. You're closer to your opponent, but you can still stab with either end, swing it like a mace or axe depending on which side you use, trip opponents, and possibly even throw it, like this." Bjarkë threw it at a large plank and sunk the axe deep into the wood.

"When you throw it, you've surrendered your weapon, but it might be necessary to save a friend beset by foes, so most axe men carry more than one. Some fellows carry a shield and axe, some carry two axes and either is used to block with while the other is used to strike. The most common axe you'll come against is this one." He showed them a simple axe on a straight handle about fifteen to eighteen inches long. "My ancestors used this frequently. It's how we terrorized most of Europe for hundreds of years." He threw it against the plank, planting it deep in the wood and pulled out another from his belt. "It too can be thrown to extend the reach. It can be lighter than a claymore if the handle is wood, or as heavy as you want to make it. Thorburn is devastating with this weapon. He uses axes in both hands and he's so strong, they're like twigs in his hands. If he hits you, it crushes whatever he hits, in addition to the blade going deep.

"He can throw it, block, parry, swing both ways side to side, overhead, underhand, trip you, then stomp you. Even with dulled blades, you can break bones and crush skulls, so we don't train it. Too many injuries." He hefted the axe. "This one's dulled, so hopefully I won't do damage to Frang here as we demonstrate. Put your blade up, nephew and let's show them."

Frang held up his blade.

"The sword gives you more reach," Bjarkë said, "so the axeman wants to get inside your blade. If he's got two, he'll try to knock your blade aside like this." He showed them with Frang's blade. "Step inside close like this." He stepped into Frang. "And bring another down like this." He swung his other arm down like he had one in his hand. "Or if he's got only the one, come backhand into the body, or trip you, like so, then swing." He showed them how the moves looked in slow motion, Frang cooperating to show the moves. "You don't want an axeman inside your point. You're helpless if he is, unless you have a knife to stick him with in your other hand."

Frang said, "It's important to remember this. It's part of your best defense against the axe. Don't let him get inside your point. You've got a reach advantage, use it. Retreat, retreat, retreat, if necessary. Don't let him hit your blade and knock it aside. Move the blade to avoid the sweep, but remember, he's got the whole of the head to knock your blade aside, and it's wide and you may have to move your blade more to avoid it than you would another sword. Let's show them, Bjarkë."

Bjarkë began swinging his axe in a lazy looking side to side manner, figure eight, trying to make it harder to get past his axe. Frang retreated, raising or lowering his rapier as necessary to avoid having his blade struck aside. Frang thought he saw and opening and lunged, but Bjarkë got the axe up to deflect, but Frang was quickly back, his sword arm in close to his body to keep Bjarkë outside the point. It went on for awhile, Frang finally getting his point into both Bjarkë's legs to bleed him, but never getting a killing blow to the body. Though he acknowledged Thorburn the superior foe with the axe, Bjarkë was very talented.

"As you can see," Frang said, "I never got a point into Bjarkë's torso for a killing blow, though I could bleed him a little, weaken him, make it harder to continue. But he still could have thrown his axe. You have to be ready for that, too. If you're facing two axemen, one can throw his, recover behind his partner. The same for axeman and swordsman, axeman can throw, wait behind the swordsman. If you're faced with the situation, try to move to keep the opposing swordsman between you and the axeman, make it harder for him to throw his axe. Plus, you're accustomed to facing a sword and you'd try to dispatch him before facing the axe."

"It sounds as if you believe it will be tough to go against a good axeman, Frang," Ailene said.

"It is," Frang agreed. "I was able to beat Thorburn with his claymore. I doubt I could have beaten him with an axe, except by accident or maybe slowly bleeding him to death."

"It seems as if the axeman depends on room to swing his axe wide and from side to side," Ailene said.

"Aye," Bjarkë agreed. "It's a weapon requires a little room."

"Come with me to the training field, uncle."

Ailene led him out onto their makeshift battlefield, Frang and Isobel following. She raised her blade. "En garde, Bjarkë."

"You're not going to embarrass me again, lass, are you?"

Ailene smiled a wide grin. "I certainly hope so, uncle. You aren't going to whack my wee head again, are you?"

He grinned back. "Depends how bad you embarrass me."

"Attack. I don't want you to stop if I kill you. Keep going, no matter what."

"What if I kill you?" Bjarke asked.

"I have to learn how to defend myself against an axe. I'll keep going as well."

Bjarkë began the slow, swinging side to side sweep he'd used against Frang so effectively. Ailene retreated, maintaining enough distance to keep him outside her point. She attempted a couple lunges, neither going anywhere, but she didn't go for his legs as Frang had. She kept retreating. Bjarkë attempted a sudden rush, but she skipped backward. She slowly retreated between two obstacles and as soon as Bjarkë stepped between them. She made a sudden attack consisting of a feint low and left and attack high and right. His axe moved to block the low attack, but the object on the left interfered with his axe on the return stroke and her point stabbed him over the heart. Bjarkë grinned at her.

"Good one, lass."

"Thank you, uncle."

She continued to back up and Bjarkë continued to advance. She began retreating alongside a wall. When Bjarkë followed, she made a double feint, one away from the wall, one towards it, which Bjarkë's axe banged against, disrupting his rhythm, then the third strike mid-line, right into his heart. Bjarkë stopped and threw up his axe, shrugging his shoulders.

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"Thank you for not throwing your axe, Bjarkë," Ailene said.

"I don't think she needs any more instruction on the axe, Frang," Bjarkë said.

"It doesn't appear so, uncle."

"Not necessarily, gentlemen," Ailene said. "Bjarkë made a mistake approaching me along the wall, which I hoped he'd do. The key to the axe as a weapon is having room to swing. I used the terrain to create situations where he had limited motion side to side, the two obstacles I passed between and the wall on the one side. On the wall, Bjarkë should have started circling to the open side. He would have opened room for his axe and put the wall at my back with no easy way to retreat except side to side. If he had, I might have been the one to die. I almost put myself in a bad position."

Bjarkë thought for a moment and agreed with her. "It was a tactical error on my part, but the fact remains you recognized it, used it to your advantage and even realized the predicament you placed yourself in if I'd maneuvered away from the wall. Most people have trouble seeing and recognizing things giving them a tactical advantage. You saw both the benefits and the dangers, accepted the possible consequence and used it against me. What would you've done if I started to circle?"

"Continued retreating. I couldn't let you pin me up against the wall. I'd have kept moving away until I got another opportunity elsewhere."

"I've never seen anyone who saw the whole situation as well as you do, Ailene. Isobel is right behind you in that regard. Together, you're nigh untouchable as you proved yesterday. There's no more we can teach you. I wouldn't mind seeing you able to defeat Frang most of the time under normal training conditions, but put you in situations like this and you're without peer."

"Thank you, Bjarkë. I appreciate your praise more than you know."

"You need to continue practicing, lass, but we've gone as far as we can go. Stuart is going to be so proud of you. I can hardly wait to show Thorburn and Stuart how deadly you've become. Anyone who goes after you is going to severely regret his error. Both of you," he included Isobel. "Frang should worry about his position as man of the house."

Isobel laughed. She suddenly turned flame red, then said, "Not as long as he's got the sword between his legs."

"Isobel, you hussy," Ailene laughed. "What a thing to say!"

Isobel blushed harder, then laughed and hugged Frang. "But true."

"It's market day tomorrow," Frang said. "I imagine you're eager to see Stuart?"

"Aye," Ailene answered, "I've got an itch he needs to scratch."

"Speaking of hussies," Isobel laughed.

"I hear Frang scratching yours every night and most mornings. You're not one to talk. I've done without for a couple weeks. You were bitching when Frang left you alone for a week because of the baby."

They all laughed.

"Have you your shopping list, Isobel?" Frang asked.

"Done for a couple days, husband. We're going to start working with Meghan. She wants to learn the rapier. She was so excited yesterday, she was practically begging to learn."

"If she's half the warrior you two are, she'll be a great addition," Bjarkë said.

Isobel and Ailene found Meghan warming up with the other students. She had found some pants which were a trifle big for her, but adequately did the job intended for them.

"Have the boys been teasing you about joining them?" Ailene asked.

"A couple did, then Rabbie said if I was anything like you two, I'd be whipping them in a couple months and they'd better work hard if they didn't want to get beaten by another lass. It pretty much ended the teasing."

Isobel handed her two grain filled bags. "Every night before you go to sleep and every morning as soon as you wake up, you need to squeeze these bags. It's designed to strengthen your hands and wrists which is even more important than your arm."

"Will I be learning to fight with both hands?" Meghan asked.

"Not likely," Isobel smiled, "unless you suffer a grievous injury to an arm, but it's good you get strength on both sides at once, else you'll be lopsided; one side bigger than the other. Makes a lass less pretty."

"Might not be so bad for a boy," Ailene agreed, laughing, "men are ugly brutes anyway, but women have to look good regardless."

Meghan laughed with her. "Aye, I want to stay pretty."

"Try not to get any holes in your skin. They don't help your appearance any either," Ailene said.

"We're going to show you all how you must stand first and later, all the positions. The names are French, but don't worry about it, and don't try to memorize all of them at once. We'll show you all of them, then concentrate on two to start. Learn those two. Every other day, you'll get two more until you know them all," Isobel said. "Now watch."

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They showed her the fencing stance. "Lower," Ailene said. "It's unnatural to start, and your legs will be screaming at you before we're done, but you'll get used to it. In a couple weeks, it won't bother you at all. I'll give you some cream to rub on your legs later, else you'll have a hard time sleeping, they'll ache so."

Meghan followed their instructions and when they were satisfied, they walked around her, pushing and pulling, trying to knock her off her stance. "Getting lower makes it harder for you to lose balance," Isobel said.

They then showed her how to advance forward and retreat backward, taking small steps, never losing position, never losing balance. "I don't know how she does it," Ailene said, "but Isobel can go backward faster than I can go forwards. I don't think Frang can either unless he runs at her. Pay attention how she does it. Retreating is a useful skill to have when you're fighting a better or unfamiliar opponent."

"You can't turn your back to run away," Isobel said. "Your rapier must remain targeted on them. We only want you going straight forward and back for now, you can learn to adjust direction later."

For an hour, they worked with her footwork until they were satisfied she had a good grasp of it. At the end, they were satisfied she could move to and fro while maintaining balance as they pushed and pulled in a variety of directions.

"I can see what you mean when you say I'll get sore. These muscles here," Meghan rubbed her inner thighs, "ache."

"It will be beneficial later when you start straddling a man," Isobel said.

Meghan blushed and Ailene said, "Isobel! Your mouth today."

Isobel laughed. "I'm merely telling the truth, sister. One of my favorite positions now I'm pregnant."

"She's not wrong, Meghan," Ailene whispered. "I enjoy it too."

Meghan blushed again.

"It's kind of fun training another woman," Ailene said. "We can get a little silly."

Isobel said, "The first eight positions are based upon whether your wrist is facing up," Ailene showed her, "or facing down, and if your hand is higher or lower and towards the right or the left." Ailene went through all of them quickly and Meghan was a little bewildered at how quickly they flashed before her eyes, before Ailene reminded her she didn't have to memorize them all right now. "We're doing all defense at first, but it's possible to make attacks out of these positions as well."

"We're going to start with the two where the wrist is down and the hand is up and guarding the left and right," Isobel said.

Ailene very slowly went through the two positions. "These are used primarily to defend attacks against the upper body and face. You want to deflect the opponents blade with this portion of your blade," she pointed to the quarter of the blade closest to her hilt, "where you have the most strength from your wrist, against that portion of their blade where they have the least strength, the tip to midway up the blade."

"Isobel is going to make attacks on my high line, and I'm going to defend only using those two positions," Ailene said.

Isobel did slow thrusts and Ailene showed how they were parried based upon where her hand was and the attack came. "Now you, Meghan. We're going to go slowly at first, then faster. We want you to use only those two positions until you have a good feeling for them. Get your feet in position and ready yourself."

Meghan prepared and Isobel and Ailene each took turns taking thrusts at her, slowly to begin, then increasingly fast. Meghan got quicker and quicker in response as the attacks came faster.

It went for another hour and finally Meghan dropped her arm in exhaustion and stepped back, saying, "I can't hold my arm up anymore."

"You see the importance of strengthening your arms, wrists and hands. We can stop today, but all the instructors are going to market tomorrow. I want you out here working on your footwork and these positions only for at least two hours tomorrow. If you can go until you can't stand or hold your sword, it would be even better. One of the other students can do it with you. They've done the same drills themselves. Don't let them show you anything else. I want you to work on these until your response is automatic. You recognize the attack and make the block automatically. After you've mastered this one, then we'll show you two more and start all over again," Ailene said.

"Come with me into the house and I'll give you the liniment," Isobel said.

Meghan followed Isobel into the house, limping badly her thighs burned so bad. Isobel found Jinny and got a jar of liniment from her.

"Jinny, Meghan is going to learn swords like Ailene and I have. She is to be out on the practice field by 6:30 in the morning in lieu of her maid duties, rain or shine. She is to remain out there a minimum of two hours, longer if she can, until lunch if she lasts that long. I expect it will be a few weeks before she can though. If you find her lallygagging instead of working with her sword, you may give her five hits on her bare bum with a willow switch. She may have a half hour after her practice to massage her sore muscles with this cream, but put her to work immediately after, so she keeps exercising and strengthening and stretching her muscles. You may give her hard work so she gets stronger. She needs to get tougher faster if she's to keep up with the boys."

Isobel turned to Meghan. "Do you understand what I've just told Jinny?"

"I do, Lady Isobel."

"I told you it was going to be harder work than anything you'd done as a maid. I want you to get better, but just because I'm not here is no reason for you to rest and training doesn't mean you get to fully neglect your other responsibilities. If you can stay on the training field practicing hard until lunch, you can, but it's to work at your training, not get out of work. You get a half hour after to rest or until lunch is over until your muscles get toughened up. When you no longer need the cream is when your rest periods end. I still want you busy from 6:30 until Jinny releases the rest of the servants. You can work at training and your other duties or your other duties alone, the choice is yours."

"Aye, Lady."

"Here's the liniment. You have a half hour, then report for duty."

Meghan nodded and went to her room.

"You're going to train the lass to fight like you and Ailene?" Jinny asked.

"I'd like all the women to learn to fight like we do," Isobel said, "but not all are cut out for it. I'll wait until they ask for it, because it will be one of the hardest things they ever do if they decide to take it up. It's why I don't want to cut Meghan any slack. She needs to want it if she's to get good at it. Ailene wanted it because of her attack and near rape. I wanted it because of the way my husband abused me. I'll never again be treated that way by any man. We both need it because of Blackthorne." Isobel sighed. "It's a shame any woman needs to learn how to protect herself, but it's the way of the world for now."

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