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452 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 1997
Under the onslaught of Howard’s Continentals, the [British] Guards wavered, bent, seemed to be on the verge of breaking. Incredibly, the flower of Cornwallis’s army was in grave danger of being driven from the field…Cornwallis emerged from the woods and surveyed what was happening before him. Then he did what he had to do…Lieutenant John McLeod was at hand with his six-pounders. Young McLeod spent the better part of his life at war, became a general himself, commanded the artillery at Waterloo. But surely what he was commanded to do at Guilford Courthouse was one of the searing experiences of his life. Cornwallis ordered McLeod to fire grapeshot into the mass of struggling men, into friend and foe alike. Charles O’Hara lying painfully wounded on the ground beside the cannon begged him not to do it. Lieutenant McLeod hesitated. Cornwallis sternly repeated the order. The cannons roared, spewing grape into the flesh of Britons and Americans. The melee dissolved as soldiers of both sides scattered…