Thus he cleared the way forward to earl Hring's standard, and then nothing could stop him.
He slew the man who bore the earl's standard, and cut down the standard-pole.
After that he lunged with his halberd at the earl's breast,
driving it right through mail-coat and body,
so that it came out at the shoulders;
and he lifted him up on the halberd over his head,
and planted the butt-end in the ground.
There on the weapon the earl breathed out his life in sight of all,
both friends and foes.
Then Thorolf drew his sword and dealt blows on either side,
his men also charging.
Many Britons and Scots fell, but some turned and fled.

But earl Adils seeing his brother's fall,
and the slaughter of many of his force,
and the flight of some,
while himself was in hard stress, turned to fly,
and ran to the wood.
Into the wood fled he and his company;
and then all the force that had followed
the earl took to flight.
Thorolf and Egil pursued the flying foe.
Great was then the slaughter;
the fugitives were scattered far
and wide over the heath.
Earl Adils had lowered his standard;
so none could know his company from others.