Feb 06 , 2026
Blood burns hot, and the earth drinks it deeper every second. July 3, 1863. The roar of cannon fire shakes the world at Gettysburg. Amidst that hellfire, a young artillery officer refused to fall s...
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Feb 05 , 2026
The air was thick with smoke and death. Cannonballs ripped the earth to shreds. Men screamed over the roar of shells. Beneath the blood-soaked soil of Gettysburg, a young artillery officer refused ...
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Feb 05 , 2026
Alonzo Cushing’s hands trembled but never faltered. The cannons roared around him, smoke thick like death’s own breath. Blood soaked his uniform. The roar of musket fire drowned prayers and screams...
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Jan 22 , 2026
Blood and dust filled the air. Thunder cracked overhead as musket fire ripped the silence. William McKinley stood, rifle firm in hand, steel in his eyes. Around him, men fell—friends bleeding out o...
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Jan 20 , 2026
Bloodied hands clutch cannon reigns—smoke chokes the dawn. The roar of battle swells, yet Alonzo Cushing will not yield. Wounded, staggering, he demands fire. One last salvo, crushing the Confedera...
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Jan 01 , 2026
Explosions tore the sky open. The Union line wavered under brutal pressure. Amid smoke and chaos, Alonzo Cushing stood firm—his limbs shattered—but his eyes burned like fire. The guns must not fall...
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