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My troops were proud to serve under me.

I was a dashing, handsome and fearless leader. These qualities served me well.

The men also loved my brilliant war schemes and plans. Those that died while fighting with me – – – well – – – they said nothing of course.

And those who survived became even more loyal because they knew our battles were well fought and daring. Some of the battles were fought on the edge of defeat; therefor, those who survived lived to brag about how brave they were.

Glory was always at their fingertips – – – and the edge of their tongues.

 

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