All those fighting. All those deaths. All those barrage of cannonballs. All those trampled chewed-up mud. All those fierce resistance. All those hand-to-hand. All those guns. All those orders. All those bizarre instructions. All those unpardonable laxity. All those sick and tired of war. All those Wellingtons. All those Neys, Napoleons. All those morale at the bottom. All those outnumbered. All those committed the first error. All those with a bit of luck. All those blamed. All those while everywhere rain continued to fall.
yes.
i like it.
very.
merci
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