Chaka still holds his hand! He looks to the north and to the south.

See! spears are shining among the trees.

Now the horns of our host close upon the flanks of the foe.

They slay and are slain, but the men of Zwide are many and brave, and the battle turns against us.
Then again Chaka speaks a word.

The captains hear, the soldiers stretch out their necks to listen.
It has come at last.