"Who has led his company there against my orders?
Captain Neville, into the battery, and fire twenty rounds at the bastion! Aim at the flashes from their middle tier." "Yes, colonel." The battery opened with all its guns on the bastion.

The right attack followed suit.

The town answered, and a furious cannonade roared and blazed all down both lines till daybreak.

Hell seemed broken loose.
Captain Jullien had followed the flying foe: but could not come up with them: and, as the enemy had prepared for every contingency, the fatal bastion, after first throwing a rocket or two to discover their position, poured showers of grape into them, killed many, and would have killed more but that Captain Neville and his gunners happened by mere accident to dismount one gun and to kill a couple of gunners at the others.

This gave the remains of the company time to disperse and run back.