the mayor shouts and the soldiers nearest us turn and follow him- doing it immediately , like they do n't even think about it- and they follow us towards the left flank and we cross the ground way faster than i 'd like and i 'm just swamped on all sides by how loud it all is , the men shouting , the weapons firing , the thump of bodies hitting the ground , that effing spackle horn still blasting every two seconds , and the noise , the noise , the noise , the noise- i 'm riding into a nightmare .