Nov 12 , 2025
Blood. Smoke. The thunder of cannon fire tearing the July air at Gettysburg. Brevet Lieutenant Colonel Alonzo Cushing sat astride that hell, his slender frame unmoved by the searing pain in his bod...
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Nov 11 , 2025
The sun bled over Cemetery Ridge, churned by smoke and iron. Amidst the roar of cannons, a young artillery officer stood unflinching. Blood poured from grievous wounds, but his hands never faltered...
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Nov 05 , 2025
Alonzo Cushing’s blood soaked the soil of Gettysburg, a crimson testament to unyielding duty. Despite cannon fire tearing through his flesh, his hand never left the gun’s lanyard. Death circled clo...
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Oct 31 , 2025
He bled for every inch of ground, every heartbeat counted in that hellfire. Alonzo Cushing died firing his cannon at Gettysburg, broken but unyielding—an artillery officer who held the line beneath...
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Oct 22 , 2025
The roar of cannonfire filled the July air. Amid the smoke and chaos, a single voice bellowed orders—undaunted. Blood poured from his wounds. Fingers numb and twitching, he refused to yield. He was...
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Oct 05 , 2025
Blood and powder filled the air. Alonzo Cushing lay pinned beside his gun battery on Cemetery Ridge, the roar of cannon and musket deafening. Wounded through the chest, nearly broken, but still fir...
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