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
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 24 , 2025
He was bleeding out, his arms useless slabs of broken bones, yet Alonzo Cushing kept his artillery battery firing. The air was thick with smoke, the screams of dying men biting into the night. Gett...
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Sep 23 , 2025
Alonzo Cushing’s hands trembled, bleeding through the grip on the wheel of his battery’s caisson. Shells screamed overhead. Bullets tore the air and flesh alike. The relentless hail of fire crushed...
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Sep 22 , 2025
Alonzo Cushing gripped his sword arm with bloodied fingers. Shells screamed overhead. The enemy swarmed—waves of rebels closing in on his battery at Cemetery Ridge. For hours, he’d refused to quit,...
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