The gray dawn had turned to silver, and the sun's red rim was just showing above the eastern horizon.
The Texan cannon were silent, too.

The rifles were now doing all the work.

The volume of their fire never diminished.

Ned saw the field covered with slain, and many wounded were drifting back to the shelter of the earthworks and the town.
Duque's column was rallied, but the column on the east and the column on the west were also driven back, and Santa Anna rushed messenger after messenger, hurrying up fresh men, still driving the whole Mexican army against the Alamo.

He shouted orders incessantly, although he remained safe within the shelter of the battery.
Ned felt an immense joy.