They were no sooner in position than the Rebels charged from the woods, coming at them from three sides. The line faltered, and the Thirty-sixth began to give way, men screaming and falling, others turning to run. Jamie went down, blood spreading rapidly from a gaping wound to his stomach. Josh rushed to his side. Determined not to leave his twin to the enemy, he began dragging him up the shallow slope, ahead of the advancing Rebs.
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