"Their scouts are warning them of the approach to the Shenandoah.

They'll be coming up in a minute or two in heavier force.

Ah, see, Ashby understands, too! He's massing the men to hold them back!" The rain still poured with all the violence of a deluge, but the Northern force, horse and cannon, pushed forward through the mud and opened with all their might.

Ashby's cavalry and the infantry in support replied.

There was something grim and awful to Harry in this fight in the raging storm.