Alonzo Cushing's Valor on Little Round Top, Gettysburg

Alonzo Cushing's Valor on Little Round Top, Gettysburg

Oct 08 , 2025

Infidel Co.

Alonzo Cushing’s hands shook, blood dripping from shattered fingers. The guns fell silent in front of him, but he kept firing— on borrowed breath, on sheer will alone. His artillery piece roared de...

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Alonzo Cushing's Sacrifice at Gettysburg's Cemetery Ridge

Alonzo Cushing's Sacrifice at Gettysburg's Cemetery Ridge

Oct 06 , 2025

Infidel Co.

Blood on the Highlands. Smoke chokes the air. Cannons roar like thunder ripping apart the sky. Alonzo Cushing, barely twenty years old, stands amid the chaos at Cemetery Ridge. His left arm shatter...

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Alonzo Cushing's Gettysburg Last Stand and Medal of Honor

Alonzo Cushing's Gettysburg Last Stand and Medal of Honor

Oct 05 , 2025

Infidel Co.

He bled at the wheel of a cannon, grasping the reins even as death tore through his chest. Balls whistled past. Soulless bullets spun dirt at his feet. Alonzo Cushing held the line until his final ...

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Alonzo Cushing's Gettysburg Sacrifice and Medal of Honor

Alonzo Cushing's Gettysburg Sacrifice and Medal of Honor

Oct 04 , 2025

Infidel Co.

Alonzo Cushing gripped his cannon’s wheel. Blood slick on his hands. Bullets hammered past like death knocking at the door. Wounded—deep in the gut, bleeding fast—he refused to quit. His orders wer...

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Alonzo Cushing's Last Stand at Gettysburg and the Medal of Honor

Alonzo Cushing's Last Stand at Gettysburg and the Medal of Honor

Oct 03 , 2025

Infidel Co.

Alonzo Cushing’s hands trembled, blood mixing with dirt as cannon smoke thickened the July air at Gettysburg. Wounded three times, he refused the aide’s desperate plea to leave—his battery a linchp...

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Alonzo Cushing's Last Stand at Gettysburg and the Medal of Honor

Alonzo Cushing's Last Stand at Gettysburg and the Medal of Honor

Oct 03 , 2025

Infidel Co.

Alonzo Cushing gripped the wheel of his artillery caisson, blood spilling through shattered hands. The cannon roared again—once, twice—defying the shriek of musket balls and cannonballs tearing the...

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