The Governor-General, already alarmed, came out of his house and they exchanged a few words.

Then Montcalm galloped over the bridge across the St.Charles and toward the British army.

It is stated of him that during this ride his face was set and that he never spoke once to his aides.
Behind Montcalm came his army, hurrying to the battle-field, and, taking the quickest course, it passed through Quebec, entering at the Palace Gate and passing out through those of St.Louis and St.John, hastening, always hastening, to join the battalion of Guienne, which already stood in its white uniforms and beneath its banners on the Buttes-a-Neveu.
Montcalm's army included the veterans of many victories.

Through long years they had fought valiantly for France in North America.

At Ticonderoga they had shown how they could triumph over great odds, over men as brave as themselves, and, as they pressed through the narrow streets of the quaint old town, they did not doubt that they were going to another victory.