In an instant the Northern army was assailed both in front and on the side, by a great force, rushing forward, sure of victory and sending the triumphant rebel yell echoing through the woods of the Chickahominy.
Harry felt the earth tremble beneath him as nearly a hundred thousand men closed in deadly conflict.

He could hear nothing but the continued roar, and he saw only a vast, blurred mass of men and guns.

But he was conscious that they were going forward, up the hill, straight toward the enemy's works, and he felt sure of victory.
He had grounds for his faith.

Lee with the smaller army, had nevertheless brought superior numbers upon the field at the point of action.

Porter and Slocum were staunch defenders.