the first carriage had now reached the gate , and even as they assembled the battering ram , the men in the turrets above the gate began to pour barrels of hot moat upon the carriage , the ibis cried from within the carriage for they now wished to flee the reek and frying heat of the moat to save their skin , and peering above they saw to their horror a soldier running with a torch aloft his helmed face down across the battlement towards them .