How did the lads do? I hope they did well i had some...well a lot of homework to do
Didn't you see my post, Bond? The troops were tough and fought heroically, led to victory by their fearless commander who, in the heat of battle, stopped briefly to care for an injured baby bird that had fallen from its nest before picking up his sword once again to send the Prussians back to the gates of Hell.
In other words Marshal lagged into a tree and kinda just stood there for a bit.
I was attempting to humbly share the story of a stern commander with a heart of gold, scarcely to be seen. But alas, you force my hand. I am the one who bravely dropped my sword in the midst of a heated crossfire, kneeling down near a tree to perch a lost chicklet, one of God's beloved creatures, back into its nest.