Most passed over their heads, but many struck upon bones and flesh, and cries of pain rose from the lines of men lying along the railroad track.
The seven hundred pulled trigger and fired at the flash.

They fired so well that Dick could hear Southern horses neighing with pain, and struggling in the darkness.

He felt sure that many men, too, had been hit.

At least no charge came.

The seven hundred shouted with exultation and, leaping to their feet, prepared to fire a second volley.