among all his divers and
manifold deeds, he could never bring himself to attack an inferior
force, remembering that he was the son of a most valiant father, and
that he was bound to fight armed with courage, and not with numbers.

Meanwhile Ring had returned from roving; and when Omund heard he was
back, he set to and built a vast ship, whence, as from a fortress, he
could rain his missiles on the enemy. To manage this ship he enlisted
Homod and Thole the rowers, the soils of Atyl the Skanian, one of whom
was instructed to act as steersman, while the other was to command at
the prow. Ring lacked neither skill nor dexterity to encounter them.
For he showed only a small part of his forces, and caused the enemy to
be attacked on the rear. Omund, when told of his strategy by Odd, sent
men to overpower those posted in ambush, telling Atyl the Skanian to
encounter Ring. The order was executed with more rashness than success;
and Atyl, with his power defeated and shattered, fled beaten to Skaane.
Then Omund recruited his forces with the help of Odd, and drew up his
fleet to fight on the open sea.

Atyl at this time had true visions of the Norwegian war in his dreams,
and started on his voyage in order to make up for his flight as quickly
as possible, and delighted Omund by joining him on the eve of battle.
Trusting in his help, Omund began to fight with equal confidence and
success. For, by fighting himself, he retrieved the victory which he had
lost when his servants were engaged. Ring, wounded to the death, gazed
at him with faint eyes, and, beckoning to him with his hand, as well
as he could--for his voice failed him--he besought him to be his
son-in-law, saying that he would gladly meet his end if he left his
daughter to such a husband. Before he could receive an answer he died.
Omund wept for his death, and gave Homod, whose trusty help he had
received in the war, in marriage to one of the daughters of Ring, taking
the other himself.

At the same time the amazon Rusla, whose prowess in warfare exceeded the
spirit of a woman, had many fights in Norway with her brother, Thrond,
for the sovereignty. She could not endure that Omund rule over the
Norwegians, and she had declared war against all the subjects of the
Danes. Omund, when he heard of this, commissioned his most active men
to suppress the rising. Rusla conquered them, and, waxing haughty on
her triumph, was seized with overweening hopes, and bent her mind upon
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