They were skirmishing well with their disciplined foe, whom they at last beat back to the citadel.

His experienced eye saw, however, that the retreat was only the signal for a general onslaught, which was soon to follow; and he returned into the city to give the last directions.
At ten o'clock, a moving wood was descried, approaching the citadel from the south-west.

The whole body of the mutineers from Alost, wearing green branches in their helmets--had arrived under command of their Eletto, Navarrete.

Nearly three thousand in number, they rushed into the castle, having accomplished their march of twenty-four miles since three o'clock in the morning.

They were received with open arms.