There’s doubt in who’s going to win the battle, two army’s who were exhausted. They couldn’t even fight each over properly while having no mercy; he’s a bad guy. They kept swarming with packs of enemies, Macdonawld was buying solders and horsemen from Ireland and the herbrides, and Lady Luck was with him, smiling cruelly at his enemies as if she were a whore. But luck and Macdonawld together weren’t strong enough. Brave Macbeth, laughing at luck, chopped his way through to macdonawld, who didn’t even have time to say goodbye or shake hands before Macbeth split him open from his navel to his jawbone and stuck his head on their castle walls.
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September 21, 2016 at 3:38 pm
Hi Marcquel. You’ve covered the basics, but for a task like this, I’d be keen to see you explore the nuances of the passage more – finding contemporary-language ways to expressing the same things that the soldier was saying. An example of this is researching the use of mercenary armies and what that tells us about the sergeant’s view of MacDonwald – and then incorporating that tone into your passage.