Here he constructs a massive breastwork of earth and logs. This treacherous abattis, a tangle of logs, brush and sharpened stakes is the place the French await the onslaught. Abercromby, never a good commander, is doomed from the start. The real leader of the Army, the excellent Lord Howe, is killed shortly after the expedition lands at the northern end of Lake George. Wave after wave are cut down by the entrenched Frenchmen.
Thousands die and are wounded.
The debacle at the log wall is complete. Disheartened and defeated, the mighty army hurries south to the base at the end of Lake George. The British outnumbered the French 4-1. T he Battle of Carillon is over. O nce again in July 1759 a massive British force sails forth from the southern shores of Lake George.