Acrid, sulfry smoke filled the air. It was impossible to see your enemy. One could hear the whiz of the minie balls as they flew past. The soldiers load and fire as fast as they can. Bayonets are fixed and the order to advance is given.
Artillery shells fly through the ranks like bowling balls.
Despite the deadly fire the unit makes it to the enemy line and overruns him causing him to retreat. A counter attack comes, but the Confederates hold. But some have fallen from the ranks to rise no more and some others will have to take their place on the line of battle. This site is sponsored by Geocities.