“Let us fly—let us fly! we shall all be murdered!”
“Call the night-watch!”
“Go and call out the king’s guard!”
“Murder! thieves! Help, help!”
“Rouse up, good citizens, rouse up, the whole river side is running with human blood!”
These and such like were the cries, now heard on every side; while, on the other hand, nothing but cheers were heard from the bold Apprentices and their leaders, as they gallantly assailed Death-wing and his crew from front, flanks, and rear.
It was a most terrible battle, and lasted long.
For Death-wing had an immense quantity of fire-arms, already loaded and at hand, fit for instant use.
This being the case, he and his followers fired quick and deadly volleys into the ranks of the gallant youths, and knocked over very many.
The sight of their bleeding companions only served to nerve the gallant Apprentices, and instil new courage.