Formidable lines of the western riflemen rushed on either flank, and before their deadly rifles Ashby's cavalry wavered.

Harry saw with consternation that they were about to give way, but Ashby galloped up to the unbroken lines of infantry and ordered them to charge.
The words were scarcely out of his mouth, when his horse, shot through, fell to the ground.

Ashby fell with him, but he sprang instantly to his feet, and shouted in a loud voice: "Charge men, for God's sake! Charge! Charge!" With a rush and roar, the Invincibles and their comrades swept forward, but at the same instant Harry saw Ashby fall again.

With a cry of horror he leaped from his horse and ran to him, lifting him in his arms.

But he quickly laid him back on the grass.