two hours after noon
The broad banner of Scotland , whose ample folds waved in the morning breeze , had been intrusted to the young heir of Buchan , who , with the other young and new-made knights , eager and zealous to win their spurs , had formed a body guard around the banner , swearing to defend it to the last moment of their lives . Nigel Bruce was one of these ; he rode close beside his brother in arms , and midst that animated group , those eager spirits throbbing for action , no heart beat quicker than his own . All was animated life , anticipated victory ; the very heavens smiled as if they would shed no shadow on this patriot band . It was scarcely two hours after noon when King Robert and his troops arrived at the post assigned -- the park or wood of Methven ; and believing that it was not till the succeeding day to which the challenge of Pembroke referred , he commanded his men to make every preparation for a night encampment . The English troops lay at about a quarter of a mile distant , on the side of a hill , which , as well as tree and furze would permit , commanded a view of the Bruce 's movements . There were tents erected , horses picketed , and every appearance of quiet , confirming the Scotch in their idea of no engagement taking place till the morrow . Aware of the great disparity of numbers , King Robert eagerly and anxiously examined his ground as to the best spot for awaiting the attack of the English .