With every moon a fresh impi started to wash its spears, and came back few and thin, but with victory and countless cattle.

Tribe after tribe went down before us.

Those of them who escaped the assegai were enrolled into fresh regiments, and thus, though men died by thousands every month, yet the army grew.
Soon there were no other chiefs left.

Umsuduka fell, and after him Mancengeza.

Umzilikazi was driven north; Matiwane was stamped flat.