They formed a square, placing old men, women, children, and cattle in the midst, and, protected by this military formation, entered Parga in full view of the cut-throats sent to pursue them.
Less fortunate was the Prevesa division, which, terrified by a sudden and unexpected attack, fled in disorder to a Greek convent called Zalongos.

But the gate was soon broken down, and the unhappy Suliots massacred to the last man.
The women, whose tents had been pitched on the summit of a lofty rock, beheld the terrible carnage which destroyed their defenders.

Henceforth their only prospect was that of becoming the slaves of those who had just slaughtered their husbands and brothers.

An heroic resolution spared them this infamy; they joined hands, and chanting their national songs, moved in a solemn dance round the rocky platform.

As the song ended, they uttered a prolonged and piercing cry, and cast themselves and their children down into the profound abyss beneath.
There were still some Suliots left in their country when Ali Pacha took possession of it.