The retreat had become a rout and then a massacre.

The savages raged up and down in the greatest killing they had known since Braddock's defeat.

The lodges of the Iroquois would be full of the scalps of white men.
All the five felt the full horror of the scene, but it made its deepest impress, perhaps, upon Paul.

He had taken part in border battles before, but this was the first great defeat.

He was not blind to the valor and good qualities of the Indian and his claim upon the wilderness, but he saw the incredible cruelties that he could commit, and he felt a horror of those who used him as an ally, a horror that he could never dismiss from his mind as long as he lived.
"Look!" he exclaimed, "look at that!" A man of seventy and a boy of fourteen were running for the forest.