The mounted knights, whose lances had almost all been broken, continued fighting with their swords, shouting out war-cries, which were repeated by the excited audience. Soon their shining armour was completely covered in blood and dust. The ladies in the audience clapped and shouted, "Brave lance! Good sword!" to their favourite knights.
"Fight on, brave knights
(продолжайте драться, храбрые рыцари;As the lists slowly became less and less crowded
(пока ристалище медленно =fight [faɪt], death [deθ], defeat [dɪ'fi:t]
"Fight on, brave knights!" shouted the heralds. "Man dies, but glory lives! Fight on, death is better than defeat! Fight on, brave knights!"
As the lists slowly became less and less crowded, the audience could see that the Disinherited Knight and the Templar had finally met and were fighting each other.
Front-de-Boeuf and Athelstane saw this too
(Фрон-де-Бёф и Ательстан тоже увидели это), and they rode up from behind the Templar (и они выехали /верхом/ из-за /спины/ тамплиера) in order to attack the Disinherited Knight from both sides at the same time (для того, чтобы напасть на рыцаря Лишенного наследства с обеих сторон в одно и то же время = одновременно;"Beware
(берегитесь;Templar ['templǝ], attack [ǝ'tæk], beware [bɪ'wɛə]
Front-de-Boeuf and Athelstane saw this too, and they rode up from behind the Templar in order to attack the Disinherited Knight from both sides at the same time.
"Beware! Beware, Sir Disinherited!" the crowd shouted out to the Disinherited Knight.
Hearing them
(услышав их), he managed to strike at the Templar (ему удалось нанести удар рыцарю храма;sharply ['ʃɑ:plɪ], cause [kɔ:z], each [i:ʧ], other ['ʌðǝ]
Hearing them, he managed to strike at the Templar while pulling his own horse back sharply, thereby causing Athelstane and Front-de-Boeuf to ride into each other between himself and the Templar.