"I judge by the size of the ruts the wheels made that a battery of twelve pounders went this way.

What do you say, Great Bear ?" "You're right, of course, Tayoga, and there were eight guns in the battery; a child could tell their number.

They had other batteries too." "And the wooden walls of our forts wouldn't stand much chance against a continuous fire of twelve and eighteen pounders," said Robert.
"No," said Willet.

"The forts could be saved only by enterprising and skillful commanders who would drive away the batteries." "Here went the warriors," said Tayoga.

"They were on the outer edges of the great trail, walking lightly, according to their custom.