It’s Adam Steele’s wedding day. The bride looks pretty as a picture in her mother’s dress. A tribe of peaceable Apaches has assembled in reverend Saul M. Jarvis’s makeshift chapel to witness the event. And a troop of rampaging cavalry, itching to kill a few dozen redskins, lurks just beyond the horizon.
Before the “I dos” have even been spoken, a hail of bullets will shatter the celebration, the Apaches will be sliced up like pieces of wedding cake, and Adam Steele will relive the most harrowing episode of his Civil War hitch – the bloody massacre at Shiloh Hill