Sep 30 , 2025
There was a smoke-choked ridge at Gettysburg where no man should have stood. But Alonzo Cushing, Captain of Battery A, 4th U.S. Artillery, held that line. Despite a torrent of lead tearing through ...
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Sep 29 , 2025
Canon fire roared. The air thick with smoke, muscle trembled and bone cracked beneath relentless assault. Alonzo Cushing gripped the wheel of his artillery piece like it was the last lifeline betwe...
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Sep 29 , 2025
Alonzo Cushing’s blood didn’t just stain the frozen earth of Gettysburg—it baptized the resolve in the heart of every man who stood with him. Shrapnel tore through his flesh. Fingers clenched the h...
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Sep 28 , 2025
Blood. Smoke. The earth trembling beneath pounding hooves and cannon fire. Amid the chaos of Gettysburg, one man stood his ground. Not a step back. Not a whispered doubt. Alonzo Cushing, artillery ...
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Sep 27 , 2025
He knelt over a shattered cannon, blood dripping from shattered ribs, powder smoke thick in the air. The enemy surged like a dark tide—unyielding, ruthless. But Alonzo Cushing did not falter. He or...
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Sep 26 , 2025
Smoke choked the air. Cannons roared as the Union lines crumbled into chaos. Amid the deafening thunder, a lone voice bellowed orders. Blood gushed from shattered limbs. Yet there he stayed—steady,...
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