Over at the enemy camp, the French are as cocky as ever as they prepare for battle.
A Messenger arrives with word that the English have lined up and are ready to rumble.
The Constable declares that whipping the English soldiers is going to be a piece of cake. In fact, the English soldiers will probably just "couch down in fear and yield." Also, he adds, the English have probably already said their prayers and are just standing around waiting to die.
Bourbon jokes that maybe they should send over some fresh clothes for the English and some food for their starving horses before they destroy them in battle.