Again and again the wild cavalry swept down upon this little force, but in vain did they attempt to break their ranks.

The scene was indeed an extraordinary one.

At last the king, seeing that the enemy were losing heart, again ordered the knights to mount, and these dashing among the enemy, completed their defeat.
While this had been going on news came to the king that the Saracens from another side had made their way into Jaffa, and were massacring the Christians.

Without, an instant's delay he flew to their succor, followed only by two knights and a few archers, the rest being so worn by their exertions as to be unable to move.

The Mamelukes, the chosen guard of Saladin, had headed the attack; but even these were driven out from the town, and Richard dashed out from the city in their pursuit.
One Saracen emir, distinguished for his stature and strength, ventured to match himself against the king, and rode boldly at him.