Woes of Robert Guiscard
In November 1088, Robert Guiscard declared war on Marianu, a 3-year old boy. He was also Count of Logudoro, a province in Corsica. The war lasted until February 1089. After the castle was taken, Count captured and ransomed back, Robert took the second county in Corsica. He gave it to Bohemond the Older.
Like taking a county from a baby
At the same time, Munis ibn Yahya of Kairouan had completed his conquest of Sfax from the Zirids. With it, the Emir had full control over Duchy of Gabes. This might have been a cause of celebration on other occasion, but not when you have Normans as neighbors. Robert Guiscard saw this as an opportunity to take the entire duchy with just one war. Declared in February 1089.
Congratulations on your conquest of Sfax! Mind if we take it?
In March, reports came in. As predicted, Kairouan forces marched to Zirid Empire’s capital, Mahdiya. Despite the fact that the nations had recently been at war, the Zirids were kind enough to let Munis ibn Yahya use their ports. Or perhaps they just had no choice. Doesn’t matter- the result was the same. The enemy boarded their ships and set sail towards Sicily. As predicted. Robert smiled as he hear the news.
Robert Guiscard gathered his army to meet the enemy and on 4th of June, the enemy forces met in Mazara. The enemy commander, a mercenary named Afulay, was more than competent. The forces were about even, but the Muslim camel riders were a truly a pain. Still, Robert Guiscard was better, the Normans were better and the advantage of catching the enemies still in progress of disembarking was of great help.
It would have been a clear victory, but the war is always unpredictable. Robert and his entourage got caught in the middle of the battle. Surrounded by the enemy camel riders, outnumbered. Robert’s horse was taken down and the King himself fell on the ground. Robert raised his sword, preparing for a final stand. The enemy already drew first blood, managing to hit Robert in his arm. King and his followers stood back-to-back, covering each other, while the enemy, outnumbering them, drew closer and closer. Things were looking really bad.
Then, a sole horseman rode in. Full gallop, lance expertly pointed at the enemy, he rode bravely where the Muslims were the thickest. He skewered a few with the lance, then jumped off from the horse, took his sword and without hesitation, landed to the thick of it. Cutting enemies right and left, giving the enemy a pause. He went on for a full minute, leaving corpses on his wake. Then, an enemy managed to hit his calf from behind and the man fell.
Sometimes, the minute is all you need. It was enough for Norman reinforcements to arrive, pushing the enemy back, saving the King. First thing Robert did was rush to the horseman who saved him. He was still breathing. Barely. He had several wounds. One of his legs had been almost cut off below the calf. He was Bohemond.
Oblivious to the battle, the King kneeled behind his son and cried. “You fool! You brave fool!” he said. Bohemond opened his eyes, smiled and replied: “It was glorious, father!”. Then, he passed out. Robert, in his range, drew his sword again. Chanting “After me,” he charged the enemy lines, not even bothering to check if there was someone after him. He fought like an elderly demon, bringing fear to the enemy, slaying them by dozens. An enraged Norman, going berserk like his great-great-grandfathers of the North. It was he that made the enemy turn tail and run.
Poor Bohemond
Thus ended the battle of Mazara.
Overall, a great victory
The war still raged on, not caring for the wounds of Bohemond. As the armies of Kairouan pulled back, reports came from Tunis that the enemy’s allies had reached Tunis and were preparing to embark. Likely destination- Sicily again. Robert had to turn his attention to war, while Bohemond was left in the capable care of Bishop Abelard. The Bishop also treated the King’s wound.
One goes out, the others come in
The enemy landed in Palermo by the end of August. Little over 3000 in numbers, they landed, confident in their superiority. Instead, they marched right into the Norman trap. Robert Guiscard managed to position himself between the enemy and their ships, cutting off their means of escape. The enemy, demoralized, suddenly facing a superior foe, broke ranks fairly soon. What had been an army turned into a mess of men, each trying to survive. Few did.
One battle, two allies
The celebrations of the battle of Palermo were still ongoing. Then, festivities turned into a tragedy. News arrived from Constantine- Robert Guiscards daughter, Mabel, had died at childbirth. Just at the age of 26. While giving birth to her fifth child. One daughter, four sons. Poor Mabel had been busy. Her husband, Tomasz, Count of Constantine, grieved.
So did Robert Guiscard and Siechelgaita. Mabel was their precious princess and the loss of a daughter is something no-one should experience. King and Queen left the court behind and spent an evening, reminiscing the life of their beloved daughter. From childhood to adulthood. Both of the parents were deep in tears, but they did find a little solace from each other.
Mabel, dead at childbirth
At the same time, Bohemond struggled. He was strong and resilient, but his wounds were plentiful and deep. Abelard did his best and without his help and the strength of Bohemond, it would have happened sooner. In the beginning of September 1089, Bohemond finally felt like it was his time. He said good-bye to his son, Bohemond the Younger, summoned from Corsica, along with her wife, Ansegundis and three of her daughters- Griselda, Rosalind and Albelarda. He told them all how sorry he was that he will not be there to see them grow up. He wished his wife the best. He told Bohemond the Younger that now, it is upon his shoulders to see that the glory of the dynasty will not fade away. And he made peace with Sichelgaita, his step-mother. Then, he received absolution and prayed with everyone. By morning, he was dead. He lived like a true knight, he fought like a true knight and he died like a true knight.
Bohemond, died to his wounds
Now, Bohemond the Younger took over- as the primary heir of Robert Guiscard and also, as the count of Logudoro. He was just 12 years old when he lost his beloved father. He also was a brilliant boy.
Bohemond is dead. Long live Bohemond!
Robert was not there, for he was leading an army. The war waits for no-one, not even a mourning King. The Kairouan forces had not retreated towards Africa, but instead, had landed in Salerno and put the city under siege. Bohemond caught up with them in Capua in November 1089, then pushed the enemy back, towards Central Italy. Muslims running, Robert hot on their heels. In February 1090, he caught up with them in Montalcino, in Tuscan territory. Seeing that Matilda was at the same time fighting with the Pope over Orbetello, Tuscany was getting quite crowded. Bohemond won again, and then followed the enemy once again, until finally catching up with them in Terracina, in Papal lands. After this, the Kairouan army was no more.
It took three battles to end the Kairouan army
Robert gathered his army and sailed to Sfax. Arriving in July 1090, he put the city under siege.
In the meantime, Count Serlo of Medjerda created his own branch of the Hautevilles- now called Hauteville-Aribus. This was the second house within the Hauteville family. He was also granted the title of Marshal of the Realm after Bohemond's demise.
Then, another news hit the poor King. In August 1090, his daughter Matilda, wife of Doux Romanos of Epirus, had died of consumption at the age of 31. Robert grieved once again. He had fought three wars for her beloved daughter, but God had other plans, making it all in vain. Three children within a year. This was more than many men can handle. Robert secluded himself in his tent for days, praying for the souls of all his children.
Matilda, died of consumption
In September, Sfax fell. Robert marched south to Gabes, missing a Kairouan force trying to board the ship by mere days. The enemy landed in Sfax. Robert marched north again and killed off the enemy. Then, it was south to Gabes again.
Not the smartest more
Meanwhile, Kairouan had managed to raise another army. As Robert besieged Gabes, they took on the fortress of Sfax again. Robert, confident that he will finish the siege before the enemy does, did not move. His confidence was misplaced. In March 1091, when Gabes had 13 days to fall, Sfax fell. Once again, the enemy started boarding the ships. Gabes fell in April and the King rushed north. Alas, it was too late. The enemy managed to hit the boats again and sailed off towards Sicily, Robert just getting their rear guard.
The timing sucks!
Again, Robert started the siege of Sfax. When the city fell in July 1091, then the war was over. Munis was forced to give up his access to the sea and all his lands in Gabes. Once again, the Normans were successful. But at what cost?
Once again, peacemaker made things a bit easier
Meanwhile, Gaitelgrima, another daughter of Robert Guiscard, had came of age and was married to Svetozar. A vengeful coward, sure, but an intelligent man, competent in financial matters. Robert gave the newly conquered titles to his son-in-law. At least something good came of this.
Gaitelgrima and the groveling Count
Also during the war, Count Jaronhev of Jafara and Tripolitania, Robert’s other son-in-law and husband to Princess Eria (the murderer of Robert’s daughter-in-law, Eudokia), had died to the wounds he received in battle of Palermo. Fortunately, he died after he managed to impregnate Eria several times. First fresh Hautevilles now ruled the counties of Jafara and Tripolitania. First, Osbern, just 3 years old; the second county was given to just freshly born Robert.
Another tragedy, albeit a smaller one
The war with Kairouan made Robert Guiscard a broken man. Loss of his beloved children, especially his heir, Bohemond, left him with no energy and plenty of apathy. He did not go to war. He did not build anything. He just went through his daily motions. He even lost his cynical side a bit and started getting closer to God- mostly because he hoped to meet his children soon. Up there. By the time the war ended, he was already 76 years old, after all.
After the celebrations of the New Year in 1093, the King felt the burden of his age like he had never felt before. Like a true Christian ruler, he gathered his family and friends. He said good-bye to his sons and daughters. He gave Bohemond the Younger his blessings. He kissed Sichelgaita for the last time. Then, he received his last rites, he prayed with Abelard, confessed his plentiful sins and received plentiful absolution. After that, he removed his fancy clothes, donnes his simple pilgrims grown and fasted and prayed. The fast, weakening his already weak body, did not help much. On 7th of January, King Robert Guiscard drew his final breath.
The end of Robert Guiscard
Long Live King Bohemond!