The smoke of the firing was in eye, throat and nostril, and his brain was hot.

But confidence was again supreme.

"They'll come! They'll come! Nothing can stop them!" he kept repeating to himself.
Now the Colonials on the flank pressed forward, and they also advanced through the lines of the regulars in front and charged with them.
Together British and Americans climbed over the mass of fallen trees in face of the terrible fire, and reached the wooden wall itself, where the sleet beat directly upon their faces.

For a long distance behind them, their dead and wounded lay in hundreds and hundreds.
Many of them tried to scale the barrier, but were beaten back.

Now Montcalm, St.Luc, De Levis, Bourlamaque and all the French leaders made their mightiest efforts.