The swords rose and fell.

Felix saw a flash of light fly up into the air, it was the point of a sword broken off short.

At the foot of the wall the men who had not had time to mount endeavoured to assist their masters by stabbing upwards with their spears.
All at once two of the knights were hurled from the wall; one seemed to be caught by his men, the other came heavily to the ground.

While they were fighting their immediate antagonists, others within the wall had come with lances; and literally thrust them from the parapet.

The other two still fought back to back for a moment; then, finding themselves overwhelmed, they sprang down among their friends.
The minute the two first fell, the grooms with the horses ran towards the wall, and despite the rain of arrows, darts, and stones from the parapet, Felix saw with relief three of the four knights placed on their chargers.