As a second part of the Black Douglas trilogy, this book plods along, and the killing by hacking, slicing, beheading, impaling, severing and gut spilling continues much as the first. It's gruesome but very realistic. We in this century see war as from behind tv screens, managed well or poorly (mostly the latter) by those using computer screens and drones, dropping death from above rather than beating it onto your opponents helm or by gutting his horse. It's war, and it's never pretty.
What's missing in this journey are the politics and the strategies, and it begins to seem the Robert Bruce has a somewhat manic and never very well developed plan for engagement; but somehow his ragtag army, fighting for their lives and the independence of their land, not only survive but manage to eventually defeat the great horde of the English forces, doing whatever it is he demands of them, without question.
But, how? He never reveals battle plans until the last moment, and all the players automatically line up, knowing as they must, the landscape, the terrain, the pits, valleys, burns and bogs that will be used against the enemy. Time and again, they follow Bruce, no matter where he leads. It's an obsessive type of loyalty, rather like Republicans of today follow the leader of moronic devices. No one questions him, ever. Nor do they now, apparently.
But, there's just no character development. There's just one battle after another, each and every one had to be miles between land points, if you look at the map of the area. In our modern life, people don't want to have to walk through a parking lot to a grocery store, but in this medieval saga, men in full battle array slog through undeveloped, unnavigable terrain without complaint, to take on the invaders and drive them from Scottish lands. Still, no characters emerge other than those who grin savagely, spit with gusto and quite often, piss into the wind. Who were those men? What are the reasons they follow Bruce, beyond sheer gutsy loyalty? I didn't find enough of any one person to actually feel I knew who they were or why they were fighting for one man who rarely, if ever, explained himself.
A different age, indeed.
So the book plod on and then, it ends. A cliffhanger. It just ends. I know that eventually the fight for Scottish independence is won, but how and where, I am not sure. This book doesn't quite get that far, I am guessing and hoping it will be examined and explained in the final production. But I am not sure I will bother to read it.
Some things I just have to remark upon: all the poor grammar, spelling, punctuation and typesetting. Syntax and form are entirely left out or jumbled upon the page, one paragraph repeating itself more than once, then jumping ahead to an entirely new chapter. It's a mess! Where was the editorial staff, the proofreaders, the typesetters and the research staff when setting this thing up? It's 300+ pages, not a 9th grade book report. It's supposed to be a professionally produced manuscript, but there are so many glaring errors, I felt cheated of a thoroughly decent production. It could have been so much more, and in my opinion, it's done itself a severe injustice by being so shabbily created in electronic format. Maybe the paper editions were better, somehow, I don't think so.
That said, it's an ok read. It's not prudish or for the faint hearted who swoon at the thought of blood gushing out over your hands whilst you gut a rearing horse, ridden over and above your head by a knight in armor, who is swinging a mace and trying to take your head off. If that sort of prose makes you a bit queasy, don't even try to read this book or it's end-to-end companions, vol. 1 and 3.
I still maintain if the production had been en pointe, it would have been much more satisfying to read. As it stands, I might just read the final chapters of vol. 3, to finish the overall story, rather than slog through another 300+ pages of poorly written text.