Fortunately the drifting smoke hid them partially, and they were almost upon the jacals before they were discovered.
A great shout came from the Mexicans when they saw the daring Texans outside, and bullets from the jacals began to knock up grass and dust about them.

But Crockett himself, waving a torch, led them on, shouting: "It's only a step, boys! It's only a step! Now, let 'em have it!" The Texans fired as they rushed, but they took care to secure good aim.
The Mexicans were driven from the roofs and the windows and then the Texans carrying the torches dashed inside.

Every house contained something inflammable, which was quickly set on fire, and two or three huts made of wood were lighted in a dozen places.
The dry materials blazed up fast.

A light wind fanned the flames, which joined together and leaped up, a roaring pyramid.

The Mexicans, who had lately occupied them, were scuttling like rabbits toward their main force, and the Texan bullets made them jump higher and faster.
Crockett, with a shout of triumph, flung down his torch.
"Now, boys," he cried.