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'A gaping silken dragon,/Puffed by the wind, suffices us for God./We, not the City, are the Empire's soul:/A rotten tree lives only in its rind.'

Sunday, 21 July 2013

First blows...

... the Union line:

Through the woods in column, with the artillery battery making good progress down the high road. Then out into the sunlight, and manoeuvring into line for a volley or two then a charge, to take advantage of the weight of numbers.  But the Rebels are entrenched and waiting, and the first throw is: 

Followed by hits from the centre Rebel regiment, the Rebel artillery and the company accompanying it. Bad news for the boys in blue:

You can see why the 'empty battlefield' became the norm as the ACW drew on, and on...