But Advoyer Scharnachtal hurled himself on the handsome duke with his battle−club and his people, and when the glittering Burgundian army came in contact with these peasants in bull hides, it flew in pieces like a pane of glass at the blow of a pebble.
Mais l’avoyer Scharnachtal se rua sur le beau duc avec sa massue et son peuple, et de la rencontre des paysans à peaux de buffle la luisante armée bourguignonne s’éclata comme une vitre au choc d’un caillou.