He was in ignorance of the direction the enemy had taken; his troops had already marched sixty miles in two days; and he would, moreover, have been exposed to sudden dashes of the enemy's cavalry.

Clive, therefore, united his troops, joined his baggage, which the little guard had gallantly defended against the attacks of the enemy's cavalry, and waited for morning.
At daybreak, not an enemy was to be seen.

Fifty Frenchmen lay dead on the field, and sixty were captives.

Three hundred French Sepoys had fallen.

There were, besides, many wounded.