WOLVES OF WINTER

Having survived a brutal campaign in the Normandy town of Crécy that left 1,500 Frenchmen dead, the small band of soldiers-for-hire known as the Essex Dogs are sent by King Edward III of England to help erase the French from the walled port city of Calais.

King Philippe of France, who had disbanded his army following the massive defeat in Crécy, has done a turnaround by installing a new army in Calais to turn back the English. Reduced to six in the aftermath of the parched and squalid Crécy war, the Dogs, an unruly mix of English, Welsh, and Scots, are not the crack, tightly bonded unit they were. Faded veteran Loveday FitzTalbot has departed the battlefield to search for the captain, who’s vanished. The “gruff-tempered” Scotsman is a drunk. Romford, the troublemaking teenage archer, is haunted by the ghost of the dead priest, Father, and attacked (when not pursued) for his homosexuality. As before, the Dogs struggle with the impetuous demands of King Edward. Though the novel boasts less head-lopping, bone-crushing action than Essex Dogs (2023), it’s no less a page-turner, with the addition of lively characters including Hircent, a stout Flemish warrior and brothel queen with nastier proclivities than any man, and the profit-minded pirate leader Jean Marant, who shrewdly plays both sides of the conflict. At its best, the book recalls Hilary Mantel’s Wolf Hall novels with its masterly control, period details, and understated humor. “Virtue, glory, chivalry—all that shit,” says Northampton. “The tragedy is, a lot of them fucking believe it.”

Jones’ entertaining second installment in a trilogy more than whets the appetite for the conclusion.