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1	-> Forward, the Light Brigade!'\
2	Was there a man dismay'd?\
3	Not tho'(though) the soldiers knew\
4	Some one had blunder'd:\
5	Theirs not to make reply,\
6	Theirs not to reason why,\
7	Theirs but to do and die:\
8	Into the valley of Death\
9	Rode the six hundred.
10	-->-- '''Creator/AlfredLordTennyson''', ''The Charge of the Light Brigade''
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12	->"CHAAAAAARGE!" cried the King, holding his sword aloft and leading by example.
13	->There had once been a time, in more savage eras, when the King would have had to be the [[AsskickingLeadsToLeadership biggest and toughest bastard in the land]], in order that he might be able to hang onto his crown while every other bloke with land and a gullible militia was trying to prise it from his grasp. But [[WeHaveBecomeComplacent generations of peace]] and [[RoyalInbreeding misguided genetic theory]] had done away with that.
14	->Then again, even if he'd been eight feet tall with muscles like mahogany, I doubt he would have lasted very long against [[TheArchmage Barry's]] counter-attack. The King was barely halfway to the vicar and our army was still internally debating whether or not to follow when Barry waved a hand and [[LightIsNotGood a great pillar of white light slammed down]]. The silhouette of a [[StrippedToTheBone rapidly skeletonizing human form]] was visible writhing painfully for a few seconds too long for comfort before the light faded, leaving nothing of the king but [[NotEnoughToBury a black stain and a few extremely well-maintained teeth]].
15	-->--''Literature/{{Mogworld}}''
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17	->'''Longstreet''': You know what's gonna happen? I'll tell you what's gonna happen. Troops are now forming behind the line of trees. When they come out, they'll be under enemy long-range artillery fire. Solid shot. Percussion. Every gun they have. Troops will come out under fire with more than a mile to walk. And still, within the open field, among the range of aimed muskets. They'll be slowed by that fence out there, and the formation - what's left of it - will begin to come apart. When they cross that road, [[FromBadToWorse they'll be under short-range artillery. Canister fire. Thousands of little bits of shrapnel wiping the holes in the lines.]] If they get to the wall without breaking up, there won't be many left. A mathematical equation... [[HopeSpot But maybe, just maybe, our own artillery will break up their defenses. There's always that hope]]. But that's [[TheAce Hancock]] out there, and he ain't gonna run. So it's mathematical after all. If they get to that road, or beyond it, we'll suffer over fifty percent casualties. But, Harrison, I don't believe my boys will reach that wall.

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