Chapter 14: Lancaster takes Anglesey
The new year began with yet more power broker and marriage contracts. The south, ostensibly united under Offa’s Peace, was fractured once again into various independent realms. Of these, Wigberht was most interested in Essex, or rather, their grand city of London in the county of Middlesex. London was, like Chester, an old Roman town of great walls and buildings, but unlike the northern city, lay on a large and important trading river: the Thames. London was far from the most important city within the south, but it was one of the wealthiest, and most independent, things Lancaster dearly prized. Even better, the countess was a young girl suitable for marriage, a match deemed so priceless that it was I who was initially going to wed the lady. This in the end did not occur but relations with the city were established, and Middlesex would be of great interest to our family, as one can never trust Mercia.
The Frankish Empire remained strong but beneath the surface, fractures were beginning to appear. This was apparent with the regency council’s indecision on which crown within the three kingdoms would be primary, with West Francia, or France, eventually chosen. Eadraed, the new king, was to have a long regency ahead, which was hardly ideal for a realm in crisis with enemies at the gates. Wigberht could do little aside from offer a marriage, which nominally at least tied two halves of the family together. I suspect however that before this is all over, we shall come to regret going into France. The whole place seems, and indeed was, very unstable.
The continent was not our family’s main concern however, Anglesey was. Trade was beginning to flow into Lancaster’s ports from across the Irish Sea, yet Welsh pirates were causing increasing issue. Whilst the rest of the Briton and welsh lords would be put to task handling this problem in their own regions eventually, Wigberht saw and knew he could extend his grasp directly around the north coastline. Relations with the commoners and peasantry in the region was already quite good, for various reasons many of our commanders, builders and advisors came from those lands after the previous war against Anglesey. Direct conquest was thus quite popular with these fine people, and the Bear Guard was sure to gain further loyalty and prestige to our rule. Their king was unpopular for moving against the remaining Beowulf lords in the first place, though his army was again, a little larger than our own forces. This would have been a concern if not for events in Warwick.
Mercia had been slowly rebuilding itself in strength for some time, though it must be said our succession was not such a blow to the kings as we might like to think. The king was though quite weak personally, a tricky thing for a realm built on submission to operate. Warwick especially grated under such leadership, having never truly forgiven Offa’s line for the murder of one of their own, a child no less. Thus, they launched a major revolt that year, as our friends in Middlesex reported great panic and shock from the southlands Mercia demanded tribute from. Whilst we in the north did not hold out much hope for the end of that putrid kingdom altogether, it was a welcome distraction from our own campaign. We could safely send everything against the Welsh.
Whilst we were outnumbered by several hundred men, we had received trusted word that London was coming to our aid, so the Earl marched his forces west. He had built a significant war chest of gold to pay for the campaign, and could if needs be pay for a whole army of reinforcements should it come down to it. He was a wise ruler indeed, if not the greatest military mind.
I say that, not in disdain but admiration of his piety, for he took time and money still to support his Church and sect. Our realm was attracting more and more religious pilgrims, relics and tomes that required safe keeping and housing. He, in his wisdom, paid out great sums for this purpose, and celebrated their arrival around the city. As Lancaster relied heavily on great swarms of immigrants to grow and survive, this was a very timely and needed approach, and allowed us to grow and prosper even in the middle of a war.
But the war, of course! And it was a true battle of allies against a singular foe. At dawn our army met the Welsh at Denbigh, and by Noon the Londoners had arrived to reinforce our flanks. Word reached us also that week that the French had arrived in force on the isle of Anglesey, trapping the Briton army on the mainland.
The series of battles ended with a clear victory. Less than four score of our men had fallen to their four hundred. The enemy were trapped in our new county of Rhos, between our and the French armies.
The war was effectively over, and the Welsh recognised it, handing over their land to us before withdrawing back to their small island. Lancaster had nearly doubled in size, and secured the coast for our own. The good times continued as news of King Ecgfrith’s death reached us, and the rebellion still continued. His son, also of his name, now faced the revolt without command of his father’s tributes, but his own men alone. He was also suspected of already being riddled by some ghastly illness of God’s own choosing.
T’was not all good though in our fair isles, for in the north, we were concerned when hundreds of men began massing along our border. Northumbria was not attacking as feared, far from it. They themselves were being fought, by a great and terrible heathen army from across the icy eastern sea. The king, Elfwald, a good and pious man, begged our aid in his defence, but after our own battles we had little desire to send men. Wigberht instead sent five chests overladen with gold to York, and bade the southern lords know that they might wish to help their former masters in the North, lest it be overtaken by infidel. The Archbishop of Canterbury, diminished these many years by Offa and Mercian dominance, arose a great fervour amongst the free peoples of the southlands, and altogether I believe a good ten thousand men eventually stood strong against the numberless Norsemen hordes.
Worrying news came also from the departing Franks, who said in hushed voices that Iberia had fallen utterly to the heathens in several bloody invasions, and that they themselves were being rushed south to the mountains. Alas! They were all too correct on both accounts, for what good it did those brave men.
Wigberht, triumphant in northern Briton lands, cast his eyes south once again. The pirate raids were much diminished, but not halted. But between their bases and Lancaster lay many, many mountains, hills, valleys, and altogether a mess of country to march through. Rather than risk his entire realm and fortune on an altogether unlikely campaign of conquest, the Earl decided to take heed of Mercia and Northumbria before him and subjugate the lands through tributary instead. Each welsh lord and king would be made to bow before Lancaster’s might and pay their dues, in exchange for essential security, and an eventual unifying system of law in their lands. In the end, this strategy was most successful and we would be wise to remember that in the years ahead, it is far easier to dominate briefly and then befriend rather than enslave and try the same.
There were four realms to be subjugated in this manner. Powys was already under our thumb, which left three Welsh princes to deal with and the sole Saxon count within reach. Hwicce, whom had lost in their time almost their entire realm to Mercian expansion, and were in the midst of full absorption upon Offa’s death, now stood alone amidst a sea of giants. Wigberth was determined to stake full claim over the welsh lands as his, and leave under no uncertain terms that Mercia could no longer look westwards for expansion. In that aim, Hwicce, the furthest land from us, would have to be brought into the fold first, whilst Mercia remained distracted by civil unrest.
The Saxons, overconfident despite their situation, marched on us and met our army at Halton, near the venerable bishop’s residence. As we outnumbered them two to every man, it was not much of a battle for us, and quickly the Saxons saw reason and withdrew, recognising their overlords as they should. Lancaster was on the warpath once more, and this time our prize would be the entirety of Wales.