One wounded tory, as he lay watching them, noticed their deadly accuracy of aim, and saw also that the loyalists, firing from the summit, continually overshot their foes.
The British regulars had lost half their number; the remainder had been scattered and exhausted in their successive charges.

The bayonet companies of the loyalist militia were in the same plight; and the North Carolina tories, the least disciplined, could no longer be held to their work.

Sevier's men gained the summit at the same time with Campbell's and part of Shelby's.

The three colonels were heading their troops; and as Sevier saw Shelby, he swore, by God, the British had burned off part of his hair; for it was singed on one side of his head.
When the Holston and Watauga men gained the crest the loyalists broke and fled to the east end of the mountain, among the tents and baggage wagons, where they again formed.

But they were huddled together, while their foes surrounded them on every hand.