Our men are feeling it now, Lewis judged, watching some waver, glancing behind as well. How could they not? Determined lancers are always intimidating, and no matter how many these inexperienced troops take down, there are still more of the enemy than of them. A young local in the rear rank, really just a boy, dropped his musket and tried to run. Sergeant Visser blocked him, whacking him brutally with one of his rammers, roaring, “Back in ranks, you gutless bastard, or I’ll see your backbone at the whipping post!” “We’ll overlook it just this once if he retrieves his weapon, Sergeant,” Lewis
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