It was at the edge of the wood that Colonel Sherston met his end.
From now onwards it was as much a soldiers' battle as Inkermann.

In the shelter of the wood the more eager of the three battalions had pressed to the front until the fringe of the trees was lined by men from all of them.

The difficulty of distinguishing particular regiments where all were clad alike made it impossible in the heat of action to keep any sort of formation.

So hot was the fire that for the time the advance was brought to a standstill, but the 69th battery, firing shrapnel at a range of 1400 yards, subdued the rifle fire, and about half-past eleven the infantry were able to push on once more.
Above the wood there was an open space some hundreds of yards across, bounded by a rough stone wall built for herding cattle.

A second wall ran at right angles to this down towards the wood.