The reply of the enemy was unceasing and, for an hour and a half, the battle raged, the distance between the combatants being only forty yards.

Then Colonel Willcocks gave the order to cease firing and, in a minute, a strange silence succeeded the terrible din.

The Ashantis, too, stopped firing, in sheer surprise at the cessation of attack; but soon redoubled their fusillade.
The leading companies moved up and formed in line, to the front and rear flank.

Then came the inspiring notes of the charge and, with a cheer, the whole of the advance guard sprang forward into the bush.
The dense undergrowth checked the impetus, as the soldiers had to cut their way with their knives but, as they did so, they maintained their deep-toned war song.

As they got more into the open, they rushed round and clambered over the stockade; and the enemy, unable to stand the fury of their charge, fled in panic.
As a prolonged pursuit was impossible in the bush, and as daylight was fading, the troops were recalled at once.