cuz here comes a surge of new soldiers from the city road , hundreds of 'em , fresh and screaming and ready to fight- and already the spackle are turning- already the spackle are looking back up the hill , trying to see if there 's any way over where the ground exploded- and there 's another flash and a whistling sound over our heads and- i flinch and angharrad screams as another hole is blasted into the hill and more dirt and smoke and spackle bodies and horned creacher parts go flying into the air .