"My poor people!" he groaned.

"Why were we compelled to wait so long ?" And by his "people" he meant the Mohawks no less than the whites.

The valiant tribe, and none more valiant ever lived, was threatened with destruction by the victorious and exultant hordes.
Refugees poured into Albany, bringing tales of destruction and terror.
Albany itself would soon be attacked by Dieskau, with his regulars, his cannon, his Canadians and his thousands of Indians, and it could not stand before them.

Robert, Tayoga and Willet were with Colonel Johnson, when Rogers and Black Rifle arrived, and they saw his deep grief and anger.
"The army will march in a few more days, David, old friend," he said, "but it must move slowly.

One cannot take cannon and wagons through the unbroken forest, and so I am sending forward two thousand men to cut a road.