Ahead of his column, Brigadier-General John Nicholson arrived on the Ridge. After taking counsel with General Wilson, he returned to the column and on the 14th of August, he marched into the camp with his men.

The column consisted of

Captain Bouchier’s European Horse Battery
HM’s 52nd Light Infantry
Detachment of the 2nd Punjab Cavalry
The remaining wing of HM’s 61st Regiment of Foot
The 2nd Regiment of Punjab Infantry and 250 Multani horsemen.

The Multani Horse were men brought down from the frontier by Nicholson himself. They came out of personal loyalty to Nicholson, took no pay from the government and recognised no one as their leader but Nicholson. Mounted on their wiry hill ponies, they had
“…surrounded the column like a web; they rode in couples, each couple within signalling distance of the other, and so circled the column round for many a mile…” 19-year-old Reginald Wilberforce, who had ridden with the moveable column all the way to Delhi, had never seen anything like it, nor did he himself have anything but awe for Nicholson.

Standing over 6’2″, with a long black beard, strong of body and laconic of speech, Nicholson stood as a mountain among men. Frederick Roberts was moved to say Nicholson impressed him “more profoundly” than any man he had ever met and doubted he would ever meet one like him again. When he strode into camp on the 14th of August, a perceptible change came over the Ridge. For the first time since the start of the siege, the men suddenly felt they had a leader; if anyone could put an end to this awful stalemate, it was Nicholson.
He did not, however, impress everyone. At their first meeting at Hindu Rao’s House, Major Charles Reid disliked him intensely.
“I had never seen him before in my life. And I thought I had never seen a man I disliked so much at first sight. His haughty manner and peculiar sneer I could not stand. He asked several questions relevant to the enemy’s position and then moved on. Baird Smith was with me at the time…I complained of Nicholson’s overbearing manner. He replied, “Yes, but it wears off. I’m sure you’ll like him when you have seen him more.” Like many others, he would change his mind about the formidable soldier.

Like him or not, Nicholson was a force to be reckoned with. His overpowering presence had served him well through many lonely years on the wild frontiers and had won him the respect of the lawless tribes. One such set of men had even gone so far as to turn Nicholson into a living god, a deity they worshipped regardless of how he treated them. Called Nikelseyns, the cult embarrassed and infuriated Nicholson – it is anyone’s guess what he would have felt were he to know the last worshipper died in Abbottabad in 2004.

Dauntingly, Nicholson was followed everywhere by his very imposing Pathan orderly who was as little prone to smiling as Nicholson himself. He stood behind Nicholson’s chair in the mess tent, a cocked pistol in one hand while he served Nicholson with the other. With Nicholson in the room, there was little time for mirth -as everyone quickly surmised for a man of his disposition, war was not a laughing matter.

A masterful man in his own right, Sir John Lawrence found Nicholson difficult to work with, and it did not take Nicholson very long to fluster the already very undecided General Wilson. By now, nearly everyone was exasperated with Wilson. Baird Smith had initially found the man rather amusing but by August, after weeks of putting up with Wilson’s “fidgety fits” through which Baird Smith had had to soothe him like one comforts a child, he was finding Wilson a bore, “peevish and positively so childish...He combines a wonderous amount of ignorance and obstinacy. He is the most obstructive being ever created…” wrote Baird Smith to his wife, “and gets in a towering rage with me because I keep harping on about the necessity for an assault.” Wilson finally stopped speaking to Baird Smith altogether, insisting that all communication be done through his staff.
Nicholson was not having any of it, and his anger with Wilson’s fretting about attacking Delhi did not need months to boil over. In a letter to John Lawrence, he threatened that he would write to the military authorities and have Wilson replaced. As Nicholson would have been the obvious choice as the replacement, he proposed Campbell of the 52nd to prevent anyone from thinking he was motivated by personal reasons. It would have been a coup d’état which Nicholson was perfectly capable of instigating had Wilson not backed down. Nicholson had come to take Delhi, and Wilson could follow or not.