As fast as they climbed to the top of it the White Kendah thrust them through with their long spears, or we shot them with our rifles, the nature of the ground being such that only a direct frontal attack was possible.
In the end they drew back sullenly, having, as we hoped, given up the assault.

As it turned out, this was not so.

They were only resting and waiting for the arrival of their reserve.

It came up shouting and singing a war-song, two thousand strong or more, and presently once more they charged like a flood of water.

We beat them back.