While this was going on, William of Grandmesnil, Aubré his brother, Guy Trousseau and Lambert the Poor, who were all thoroughly terrified [timore perterriti] by the battle of the previous day (8–9 June 1098), which had lasted until evening, let themselves down from the wall secretly during the night and fled on foot to the sea, and as a result both their hands and their feet were worn away to the bone. Many others, whose names I do not know, fled with them [Multique alii fugerunt cum illis, quos nescio]. When they reached the ships which were in St Simeon's port, they said to the sailors, ‘You poor devils, why are you staying here? All our men are dead and we have barely escaped death ourselves, for the Turkish army is besieging the others in the city.’ When the sailors heard this they were horrified and rushed in terror to their ships to put to sea. At that moment the Turks arrived and killed everyone whom they could catch. They burned those ships which were still in the mouth of the river and took their cargoes. And for us who stayed in Antioch, we could not defend ourselves against the attacks from the citadel, so we built a wall between us and it, and patrolled it day and night. Meanwhile we were so short of food that we were eating our horses and donkeys.