He was easily recognized.

He had flung his cap away, his head was bare, and the fitful light of the flames played upon his features.

But that which should have cost him his life saved him.

Montbar recognized him and stepped backward.
"Roland de Montrevel!" he said.

"Remember Morgan's injunction." "Yes," replied the other Companions, in muffled tones.
"And now," said Montbar, "let us die, but dearly!" And he sprang forward into the space illuminated by the fire, and discharged one barrel of his gun at the dragoons, who replied with a volley.
It would be impossible to relate all that followed.