The oars were soon run out, and while the men on the forecastle continued their fire at the Danish boats, the others seizing the oars swept the Dragon along the stream.

The Danes strove desperately to arrest her progress.

Some tried to run alongside and board, others dashed in among the oars and impeded the work of the rowers, while from the walls of the town showers of missiles were poured down upon her.
But the tide was gaining every moment in strength, and partly drifting, partly rowing, the Dragon, like a bull attacked by a pack of dogs, made her way down the river.

Every effort of the Danes to board was defeated, and many of their boats sunk, and at last she made her way into the open sea.

There her sails were hoisted, and she soon left her pursuers behind.