The Peril Of The Hour Moved The

The Art Of Concentrating Strength At One Point, Forcing A Breakthrough, Rolling Up And Securing The Flanks On Either Side, And Then Penetrating Like Lightning Deep Into His Rear, Before The Enemy Has Time To React.

Which Would Your Men Rather Be, Tired, Or Dead?

Always In A Moment Of Extreme Danger Things Can Be Done Which Had Previously Been Thought Impossible.

In View Of My Services In Africa, I Have The Chance Of Dying By Poison. Two Generals Have Brought It With Them. It Is Fatal In Three Seconds. If I Take The Poison, None Of The Usual Steps Will Be Taken Against My Family; That Is, Against You. They Will Also Leave My Staff Alone.

I Didn't Die Nor Win.