 As the Mohawks pulled back their bows, preparing to shoot their first round of arrows, they heard an enormous cracking boom as if thunder and the sound of a waterfall had combined and struck for just a moment right in front of them. One of the Mohawks standing near the front fell down dead, shot right through his wooden armor. The enemy force shouted in delight. Another bang, another man fell. The Mohawks had never yet seen guns, and it was astonishing to see people fall without being hit by an arrow.