At this date Tournai was besieged by Spanish forces under the command
of the prince of Parma. The Seigneur d’Etréel commanded in the city,
but his garrison was weak. The citizens, for the most part Protestants,
were obliged to perform the duties of soldiers. The Spanish general
invested the place, and formed the attack on the side where the ditch
is dry, opposite the longest of the curtains, between the gates of St.
Martin and of Valenciennes, which was defended by a salient ravelin
and a large platform. As soon as the trenches were opened, three
batteries were established against these three works. The besieged
kept up a warm fire from the tops of the bulwarks, and signalized
themselves by some vigorous sorties. The Princess d’Epinoi, the wife
of the governor, who filled with distinction the place of her husband,
inflamed their ardour, and acquitted herself with incredible energy of
all the functions of a most vigilant commander. The prince of Parma
made all haste to terminate the approaches, in order to get at the body
of the place. It required but few days to carry the trenches to a great
length. His batteries played furiously. He debouched in the fosse; it
being dry, he carried, without trouble, the mine up to the wall, which,
by both sapping and mining was speedily brought down. The defenders
of Tournai, redoubling their ardour, opposed fresh barriers to the
Spanish impetuosity, and presented themselves wherever the danger was
most imminent. At the end of a few days, the breach was found large
enough to give an assault. It was given. The resistance and the attack
were equally murderous. In the midst of the combatants the Princess
d’Epinoi was particularly conspicuous. Nothing could resist the power
of her arm. Flying in the face of peril and death, she continued to
cry to the soldiers: “It is I; it is the wife of your governor who
marches at your head, and braves death for the service of her country.
Follow my example. I would rather quit life than the breach!” She
spoke, and rushed amidst the carnage. She was wounded in the arm. The
sight of her blood only animates her: she redoubles her efforts; all
fly, all disperse before her. The besieged, zealous to imitate her,
eagerly follow her, and fight with such ardour, that the Spaniards are
repulsed and retreat, after having lost a vast number of men. The hopes
of prompt succour alone supported the citizens of Tournai; but as soon
as they found their expectations frustrated, they perceived it was
impossible to defend themselves longer, and resolved to surrender. On
the 29th of November, the garrison was permitted to march out, with its
arms and its baggage. The city redeemed itself from pillage; and the
intrepid Amazon who had so bravely defended it, left Tournai, with her
arm still in a scarf, amidst the enthusiastic acclamations of the royal
army, and, in some sort, with all the appearance of a glorious triumph.