Everyone on horseback was either killed or wounded, and their bravery and self-sacrifice were in vain.

Nothing could stem the relentless tide that poured upon them.

Harry had never before seen the Southern troops so exultant.

Jackson's march of a whole day, unseen, almost by the side of the enemy, and then his sudden attack upon his right flank, made their battle rush fierce and irresistible.

They might be stayed for a few moments, but they swept on and on, carrying before them the blue brigades.
The scene, while extraordinarily vivid to Harry, was nevertheless wild and confused.