Many of them fell, but the others, undaunted, still cried to the men to turn and beat off the foe.
Winchester suddenly shot up from the dust and smoke.

The battle went on in the town more fiercely than ever.

Torrents of shell and bullets swept the narrow streets, but many of the women did not hesitate to appear at the windows and shout amid all the turmoil and roar of battle cheers and praise for those whom they considered their deliverers.

Over all rose the roar and flame of a vast conflagration where Banks had set his storehouses on fire, but the women cheered all the more when they saw it.
Harry did his best to keep up with his general, but Jackson still seemed to be aflame with excitement.

He was in the very front of the attack and he cried to his men incessantly to push on.