And when Oliuer heard the commotion of the pagans, he spoke to Rolant thus: "O dear companion, as I see it, imminent battle is upon us." "May almighty God grant us that," said Rolant. "There is neither tax nor levy that we ought to pay Chiarlymaen except to fight for him bravely. And I shall judge [it] a clear misfortune that no opportunity or occasion was granted to pay that debt; but let us use that occasion fully - as befits the Franks - by fighting valiantly and skillfully, lest we set a shameful example to those who may follow us in the future."

And at that, when Oliuer raised his face toward his right side, he saw, through a great thicketed valley, a huge number of pagans streaming out toward them. And then he said to Rolant: "O dear companion," he said, "have you seen the multitude over there? That will cause great distress today in our midst; Gwenlwyd the traitor knew about that," he said, "when he urged our king to leave us here as protectors of the rearguard." "God forbid," said Rolant, "that I should suspect Gwenlwyd of faithlessness, and he a stepfather to me!"

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