The Sepoys, well commanded though they were, wavered and broke; but the British were upon them before they could fly, and with shouts of "Cawnpore," used their bayonets with deadly effect, driving the enemy before them.
As they came into the open, and the fugitives cleared away on either side, they saw a long line of men drawn up.

A moment later a flash of fire ran along it.
"Shoulder to shoulder, men," Captain Mallett shouted.

"Give them the bayonet." With a hoarse roar of rage, for many of their comrades had fallen, the company rushed forward and burst through the line of mutineers as if it had been a sheet of paper.

Then they divided, and Captain Mallett with half the company turned to the right.

Marshall took the other wing to the left.
Encouraged by the smallness of the number of their assailants, the mutineers, cheered on by their officers, resisted stoutly.