The day was hopelessly lost, and although Mayenne had conducted himself well in the early part of the day, it was certain that he was excelled by none in the celerity of his flight when the rout had fairly begun.

Pausing to draw breath as he gained the wood, he was seen to deal blows with his own sword among the mob of fugitives, not that he might rally them to their flag and drive them back to another encounter, but because they encumbered his own retreat.
The Walloon carbineers, the German riders, and the French lancers, disputing as to the relative blame to be attached to each corps, began shooting and sabring each other, almost before they were out of the enemy's sight.

Many were thus killed.

The lansquenets were all put to the sword.

The Swiss infantry were allowed to depart for their own country on pledging themselves not again to bear arms against Henry IV.
It is probable that eight hundred of the leaguers were either killed on the battle-field or drowned in the swollen river in their retreat.