Nobody suspects it's the king, and he takes time to talk about the true meaning of dying in service to the crown. Then, alone, he ruminates over the downsides of being king. Every year, on Saint Crispin's Day, all of England will remember with advantages what feats they did that day. The French Herald arrives, asking again what Henry's going to pay up in damages after the French defeat his doomed island carrion. Men die, including brave York, who carries the English colours.
War is a personal hell, fought one man, one slow-motion minute at a time.
We cannot tell who's winning until we see the French Constable, wounded. Every English boy left in the camp has been killed. When the French Herald rides up, Henry tackles him from the horse in a bloody rage. Ten thousand French have lost their lives. Only a handful of English have given up their lives.