The Dragoons to the left flank deployed to the left wing and moved to the river bank, and received a volley of fire from a waiting Irish Jacobite regiment.
The Dragoons fell back, as both sides conducted more movement hidden by the woods and river obstacles. Then, a single cannon shot heralded the Attack!
The Dragoons at the bridge, having sited a redoubt, launched a 'forlorn hope' attack over the bridge and along the causeway supported by cavalry....
The Forlorn Hope immediately came under fire from both hedgerows and the redoubt, but against the odds charged home and spiked the gun! The supporting cavalry retired in the face of the defensive fire - and a rather spectacular hit from artillery on the flank.
As the redoubt was stormed, the entire Allied and Jacobite armies came into view....
- 'Those heroes of antiquity ne'er saw a cannon ball,
- Or knew the force of powder to slay their foes withal.
- But our brave boys do know it, and banish all their fears,
- With a tow, row, row, row, row, row, for the British Grenadiers.
- Whene'er we are commanded to storm the palisades,
- Our leaders march with fusees, and we with hand grenades.
- We throw them from the glacis, about the enemies' ears.
- Sing tow, row, row, row, row, row, the British Grenadiers.'