True, the garrison was small, but it was intrenched behind strong walls, a well-filled moat and a line of breastworks carefully designed, and improved bastions.
Allen called all his men together and addressed them.
"It is for your country that you will risk your lives," he said, "and while you take care not to run into needless danger, remember that only the daring will succeed. If we enter the fort, as we shall undoubtedly do, set up a shout which shall make the garrison think we have eight hundred instead of eighty men. Be brave, and the victory will be ours."
A thrill of excitement made every heart beat fast; cheeks glowed with pleasure, heads were borne erect with pride, and the few men looked invincible.
Allen and Arnold led the way; they never were in the rear.
When close to the fort they made a dash and gained the gateway.
"Stand back!" exclaimed the sentry.
He raised his musket to fire, but Allen knocked it on one side.
"Are you mad? Do you want to die?" he asked.
"Better die than be craven," answered the English soldier, bravely.