Brule, shot in the shoulder, was furious and yelled, "Someone dares to shoot at me? I will hang the shooter! I am the brother-in-law of a baron..."
As the gunfire erupted, the disorganized cavalry could no longer control the situation, nor did anyone care about Brule's status. Dozens of rifles fired wildly, bombarding the ambitious young man until his body was riddled with holes.
The baron's eldest son was extremely excited, urging the coachman desperately to speed up the carriage, unhappy that his uncle had entered the camp first.
When the carriage burst into the camp, the baron's eldest son leaped out, not even bothering to look at who the corpse on the ground was, drew his side sword, and shouted, "I am the baron's eldest son, everyone must obey my commands, and those who refuse will die."
A volley of rifle fire met him.
