Volley after volley burst from that shadowy stretch of plain.

Before the furious fire the van of the mainlanders crumpled into ruin.

Like chaff before a wind those behind were swept back.

Apparently they were flying without waiting to fire a shot! Nathaniel dashed down into the plain.

Ahead of him the Mormons were charging in a solid line, and in another moment the shore had become a mass of fighting men.