Some were mounted, but most were on foot.
Officers fared little better than men.

It was "Save who can": they were all on a dead level of misfortune.

Hundreds reached no cover, but were overtaken and driven back to British headquarters.

In their terror, twenty brave rebels of two hours ago were to be captured by a single British officer of infantry speaking bad French.
Two of these hopeless fugitives were still fortunate enough to get a start of the hounds of retaliation and revenge.

They were both mounted, and had far to go to reach their destination.