Despite being outnumbered and his enemy possessing large numbers of deadly, renegade Welsh longbow men, Rhys felt confident that his presence and command ability would be more than enough to ensure victory on this fine, June day.
He surveyed the battlefield, heavily wooded with the enemy hidden and ordered his men to advance. The rebels struck the first blow when their longbow men emerged from their hiding places and launched the first salvo at his still regrouping forces.
But swiftly Rhys ordered his own archers to deploy and to fire back at the cowardly rebels.
With the arrows spent, the infantry (comprising mainly spear and one unit of Gwent swordsmen) were ordered forward to strike at the rebel's heart.
All along the line, battle was joined. Brutal, merciless...
...but swift. Lacking the courage of a great commander to lead them the rebels soon broke and ran, sobbing and pleading for mercy.
Victory was soon his. Rhys was pleased with the outcome. Relatively few of his own men had been killed and those that had survived had learnt some valuable lessons in the art of combat this glorious June day.