One volley had done the work.

Alas! the motley crowd from Accomac were no fit adversaries for those stern backwoodsmen.

Berkeley's recruits had come over to plunder, and, finding lead and bullets instead of gold and treasure, they fled with light heels to Jamestown, leaving a dozen of their number stretched on the ground as the only proof that they had fought at all.
Bacon now opened a cannonade in earnest on the town.

The first ball that came screaming over the town to crash into the house which was the governor's headquarters was answered by a wild yell of fear, and the boastful Mr.Peram might have been seen flying as fast as his short legs would carry him to another part of the fortification.

Another boom, and a shot struck the ground ten paces from him, and he wheeled about and ran, until a third shot struck a house before him.