They could see dark stretches winding along the land, and on one cleared space there was a row of guns making gray clouds, which were filled with large flashes of orange-colored flame.

Over some foliage they could see the roof of a house.

One window, glowing a deep murder red, shone squarely through the leaves.

From the edifice a tall leaning tower of smoke went far into the sky.
Looking over their own troops, they saw mixed masses slowly getting into regular form.

The sunlight made twinkling points of the bright steel.