An infantry regiment, which had been forming in the town, also came up at full speed, uttering the long, high-pitched rebel yell.
The Northern vanguard, which had come so near to such a high achievement, was driven back with a rush, and a Southern battery appearing on its flank, swept it with shell as it retreated.

So heavy was the Southern attack, that the infantry also were driven back and their guns taken.

The entire vanguard was routed, and as it received no support, even Harry and Dalton knew that the main army under Shields had not yet come up.
"That was the closest shave I ever saw," said Dalton.

"So it was," said Harry.

"But just listen to that noise behind you!" A tremendous roar and crash told them that the battle between Ewell and Fremont had opened.