The tumult of the battle face to face became terrific.
John could no longer hear the words of his comrades.

He saw dimly through the whitish smoke in front, but he continued to fire.

Once he leaped aside to let a wounded and riderless horse gallop past, and thrice he sprang over the bodies of the dead.
The infantry were advancing now, driving the cavalry before them, and the French were able to bring their lighter field guns into action.

John heard the rapid crashes, and he saw the line of cavalry drawing back.
He, too, was shouting with triumph, although nobody heard him.

But all the Strangers were filled with fiery zeal.