So King Lyngi let send the war-message all throughout his realm,
and has no will to flee, but summons to him all such as would
give him aid. So he came against Sigurd with a great army, he
and his brothers with him, and an exceeding fierce fight befell;
many a spear and many an arrow might men see there raised aloft,
axes hard driven, shields cleft and byrnies torn, helmets were
shivered, skulls split atwain, and many a man felled to the cold
earth.
And now when the fight has long dured in such wise, Sigurd goes
forth before the banners, and has the good sword Gram in his
hand, and smites down both men and horses, and goes through the
thickest of the throng with both arms red with blood to the
shoulder; and folk shrank aback before him wheresoever he went,
nor would either helm or byrny hold before him, and no man deemed
he had ever seen his like. So a long while the battle lasted,
and many a man was slain, and furious was the onset; till at last
it befell, even as seldom comes to hand, when a land army falls
on, that, do whatso they might, naught was brought about; but so
many men fell of the sons of Hunding that the tale of them may
not be told; and now whenas Sigurd was among the foremost, came
the sons of Hunding against him, and Sigurd smote therewith at
Lyngi the king, and clave him down, both helm and head, and mail-
clad body, and thereafter he smote Hjorward his brother atwain,
and then slew all the other sons of Hunding who were yet alive,
and the more part of their folk withal.
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