If the old powers expected Erlembaldo to hide, they were dead wrong.  He put on his own armor, mounted his horse, and rode off to find them.

Find them he did—at which point he put his heels to his stallion’s sides and charged, headlong, into their midst.

When the old guard finally succeeded in killing Erlembaldo, they desecrated his corpse, dragging it through the streets behind a horse.

Confronted with this spectacle, the citizens began to realize that the claims of a large group of heavily armed men to be agents of God, while now churlishly gloating at having been able to kill just one warrior, were more than a little farfetched—especially when compared to the principled, self-sacrificing courage of the man who had dared with his last breath to oppose them.

The people regained their nerve, and with it, their power.  Pushing back once more against the feudal overlords was a difficult fight, but in the end, the people triumphed.
 
The reforms that Erlembaldo had championed, not only in the church, but also in the larger social order, were there to stay.
   
In 1095, Pope Urban II canonized Erlembaldo.
 
In 1528, his remains were transferred to the great Duomo (cathedral) of Milan.

Saint Erlembaldo’s feast day is July 27th.