Through this Lyman moved to and fro among the men, directing, encouraging, cheering them on, escaping as by a miracle the balls which whistled round him.

Save the Indians on the English side, not a man but was engaged, the waggoners taking their guns and joining in the fight.
The Mohawks, however, held aloof, saying that they had come to see their English brothers fight, but, animated no doubt with the idea that, if they abstained from taking part in the fray, and the day went against the English, their friends the Iroquois would not harm them.
The French Indians worked round on to high ground, beyond the swamp on the left, and their fire thence took the defenders in the flank.
Captain Eyre speedily turned his guns in that direction, and a few well-directed shells soon drove the Indians from their vantage ground.
Dieskau directed his first attack against the left and centre; but the Connecticut men fought so stoutly, that he next tried to force the right, where the Massachusetts regiments of Titcomb, Ruggles, and Williams held the line.

For an hour he strove hard to break his way through the intrenchments, but the Massachusetts men stood firm, although Titcomb was killed and their loss was heavy.
At length Dieskau, exposing himself within short range of the English lines, was hit in the leg.

While his adjutant Montreuil was dressing the wound, the general was again hit in the knee and thigh.

He had himself placed behind a tree, and ordered Montreuil to lead the regulars in a last effort against the camp.
But it was too late.