Ravenspur
Rise of the Tudors
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4.5 • 179 Ratings
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- £3.99
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Publisher Description
Witness the rise of the Tudors in the stunning conclusion to Conn Iggulden's powerful retelling of the Wars of the Roses.
'An utterly compelling page-turner full of historical facts. A fascinating read' Sun
England, 1470. A divided kingdom cannot stand.
King Edward of York has been driven out of England. Queen Elizabeth and her children tremble in sanctuary at Westminster Abbey. The House of Lancaster has won the crown, but York will not go quietly.
Desperate to reclaim his throne, Edward lands at Ravenspur with a half-drowned army and his brother Richard at his side. Every hand is against them, every city gate is shut, yet the brothers York go on the attack.
But neither sees that their true enemy is Henry Tudor, now grown into a man. As the Red Dragon - 'the man of destiny' - his claim to the throne leads to Bosworth Field and a battle that will call an end to the Wars of the Roses . . .
'A tough, pacy chronicle of bloody encounters, betrayals and cruelties. Superb' Daily Mail
'Iggulden is in a class of his own when it comes to epic, historical fiction' Daily Mirror
'Superb, fantastic, extraordinary' Sunday Express
Customer Reviews
A masterful storyteller
Being a lover of medieval stories, I have devoured too many books on the subject, and consequentially came across too many books that were either poorly written or ended up being fictional rather than factual.
I find solitude in the beautifully written books by Conn Iggulden and have a particular love for his series on Genghis Khan and also The War of the Roses, and would recommend anyone looking not only for a good read but also to enrich their knowledge with his writings.
I hope Conn carries on writing many more and would love to eventually see a book (or series) on Attila the Hun, whose name inspired mine.
History so close you can touch it!
The 3rd in the 'Wars of the Roses' series, Ravenspur depicts the exciting rise of Henry Tudor. Conn Iggulden transports you to the field of battle, swamping your senses with the snort of battle horses, mud & the clash of steel on steel. Pull down your visor, the throne of England awaits.