Our own artillerymen worked their pieces bravely, but were altogether overmatched.
The place must be taken by storm, and the assault fell to the share of the 9th.
I thought of the barricade in the Prater, and remembered how I had pitied the brave fellows who had thrown away their lives in the attempt to carry it.
Now I was in a similar position, and my heart beat quickly as I stood there waiting for the word of command.
The men, for the most part, looked downcast, as if they did not enjoy the prospect, and indeed it was a terrible trial for young troops.
Rakoczy's handsome face lit up with his usual smile as he nodded to me pleasantly.
At length the artillery fire on our side ceased, the word rang out, the regiment moved forward.
The order was that no man should stop to fire; but our fellows were not veterans, and it was disregarded.
Still, considering that hardly one of us had been under fire before, we did not do so badly.
Görgei gave us a cheer as we passed the staff; Stephen waved his hand to me, and we were gone.