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At
this
sight
the
animals
’
courage
returned
to
them
.
The
fear
and
despair
they
had
felt
a
moment
earlier
were
drowned
in
their
rage
against
this
vile
,
contemptible
act
.
A
mighty
cry
for
vengeance
went
up
,
and
without
waiting
for
further
orders
they
charged
forth
in
a
body
and
made
straight
for
the
enemy
.
This
time
they
did
not
heed
the
cruel
pellets
that
swept
over
them
like
hail
.
It
was
a
savage
,
bitter
battle
.
The
men
fired
again
and
again
,
and
,
when
the
animals
got
to
close
quarters
,
lashed
out
with
their
sticks
and
their
heavy
boots
.
A
cow
,
three
sheep
,
and
two
geese
were
killed
,
and
nearly
everyone
was
wounded
.
Even
Napoleon
,
who
was
directing
operations
from
the
rear
,
had
the
tip
of
his
tail
chipped
by
a
pellet
.
But
the
men
did
not
go
unscathed
either
.
Three
of
them
had
their
heads
broken
by
blows
from
Boxer
’
s
hoofs
;
another
was
gored
in
the
belly
by
a
cow
’
s
horn
;
another
had
his
trousers
nearly
torn
off
by
Jessie
and
Bluebell
.
And
when
the
nine
dogs
of
Napoleon
’
s
own
bodyguard
,
whom
he
had
instructed
to
make
a
detour
under
cover
of
the
hedge
,
suddenly
appeared
on
the
men
’
s
flank
,
baying
ferociously
,
panic
overtook
them
.
They
saw
that
they
were
in
danger
of
being
surrounded
.
Frederick
shouted
to
his
men
to
get
out
while
the
going
was
good
,
and
the
next
moment
the
cowardly
enemy
was
running
for
dear
life
.
The
animals
chased
them
right
down
to
the
bottom
of
the
field
,
and
got
in
some
last
kicks
at
them
as
they
forced
their
way
through
the
thorn
hedge
.
They
had
won
,
but
they
were
weary
and
bleeding
.
Slowly
they
began
to
limp
back
towards
the
farm
.
The
sight
of
their
dead
comrades
stretched
upon
the
grass
moved
some
of
them
to
tears
.
And
for
a
little
while
they
halted
in
sorrowful
silence
at
the
place
where
the
windmill
had
once
stood
.
Yes
,
it
was
gone
;
almost
the
last
trace
of
their
labour
was
gone
!
Even
the
foundations
were
partially
destroyed
.
And
in
rebuilding
it
they
could
not
this
time
,
as
before
,
make
use
of
the
fallen
stones
.
This
time
the
stones
had
vanished
too
.
The
force
of
the
explosion
had
flung
them
to
distances
of
hundreds
of
yards
.
It
was
as
though
the
windmill
had
never
been
.
As
they
approached
the
farm
Squealer
,
who
had
unaccountably
been
absent
during
the
fighting
,
came
skipping
towards
them
,
whisking
his
tail
and
beaming
with
satisfaction
.
And
the
animals
heard
,
from
the
direction
of
the
farm
buildings
,
the
solemn
booming
of
a
gun
.
"
What
is
that
gun
firing
for
?
"
said
Boxer
.
"
To
celebrate
our
victory
!
"
cried
Squealer
.
"
What
victory
?
"
said
Boxer
.
His
knees
were
bleeding
,
he
had
lost
a
shoe
and
split
his
hoof
,
and
a
dozen
pellets
had
lodged
themselves
in
his
hind
leg
.
"
What
victory
,
comrade
?
Have
we
not
driven
the
enemy
off
our
soil
—
the
sacred
soil
of
Animal
Farm
?
"
"
But
they
have
destroyed
the
windmill
.
And
we
had
worked
on
it
for
two
years
!
"
"
What
matter
?
We
will
build
another
windmill
.
We
will
build
six
windmills
if
we
feel
like
it
.
You
do
not
appreciate
,
comrade
,
the
mighty
thing
that
we
have
done
.
The
enemy
was
in
occupation
of
this
very
ground
that
we
stand
upon
.
And
now
—
thanks
to
the
leadership
of
Comrade
Napoleon
—
we
have
won
every
inch
of
it
back
again
!
"
