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this road rejoins the turnpike...

...then we turn to the east

and attack their right flank.

It is a greater distance, perhaps 12 or

They have never let us down.

We've divided the Army before.

We must retain the advantage of

surprise, we must outflank the flankers.

We must beat them at their own game.

Take your entire corps,

General Jackson, and destroy the enemy.

God be with you.

Two hours of daylight left.

Are you ready, General Rodes?

You may move forward.

- Fall back!

- They're coming! Get your muskets!

- Shoulder to shoulder! Let's go, let's go!

- Fall back!

Aim fire!

Pull back and save yourself!

Form a line! Aim!

Fire!

Fall back!

Fall back!

Fire! Fall back!

Into the trees, men! Fall back!

Press on!

Form a line! Form a line!

Form a line!

- Run! Run!

- Charge!

Press on!

Hold up right here! Aim! Fire!

Push on!

Push on!

Hell, that's hot. I knew

you'd be all right, you dang fool.

Oh, God.

Regroup!

- Stop running!

- Move into line!

Stay together!

My God! Give them the bayonet!

- Stop running!

- Stop running!

Stop running, soldier!

Stop running! Rally with me, men!

- Rally with me!

- Stop! Rally around the general!

Give me a line to the left!

Form a line to the left!

We have stopped, sir. Can't see.

The lines are tangled.

We're mixed in with Rodes' men.

It's confusion, sir.

We need Hill to come up.

Hill's men can move on by us.

Tell General Colston

he must re-form his men.

Now I will strongly urge General Hill

to push forward hard.

We must not stop. Let General Colston

know they will run if we press them.

Yes, sir.

General Hill, you must keep the men

moving. We must keep the pressure up.

We have broken their flank. We can

crush them now if we can cut them off.

We must not give them time

to get organized.

General, take your division forward.

Press on north, move toward the river,

toward the United States ford.

- We must not let them escape.

- It's late in the day, general.

- We don't know the ground.

- Boswell!

You will ride with General Hill.

You will find a way

through the woods to the northeast.

You will find the rear

of the enemy's position.

Yes, sir.

We will cut them off, general!

They're digging in. Must be Federal.

Sound carries at night,

they could be a ways off.

General, sir, we are beyond our lines.

This is no place for you, sir.

You're right.

It cannot go the way I'd hoped.

It will have to be tomorrow.

Gentlemen, let us return to the road.

Stop firing! You're firing

at your own men!

Hold it!

Hold your fire!

These are your own men here!

It's a lie! Pour into them, boys!

Cease fire! Cease fire!

General Hill, they're our men!

What have they done?

Who is this?

Oh, God, general! Are you hurt badly?

I'm afraid I am, in my shoulder.

And here.

- Get a litter. We need a litter. Move!

- Yes, sir.

- We must leave here, general.

- Here, take this. It'll help, sir.

I will try to keep this from

the knowledge of the troops.

Thank you, general.

The Yankees have set up a battery not a

hundred yards. We must get away!

Ready? Lift! Careful now.

Move out. Ready, lift.

Fire!

Fire!

General. Lie quiet, or you

will most certainly be killed.

Let's go. Lift!

Move! Ready? Lift!

Doctor, good to see you.

I am hurt badly.

I fear I am dying.

Sir, I want you to drink this.

It's whiskey and morphine.

Your right hand is minor.

The ball lodged under the skin.

It's these other wounds.

I need to examine your arm.

And I'll administer chloroform

to make it painless.

If I should find that the condition

warrants amputation...

...may I proceed at once?

I have complete faith

in you, Dr. McGuire.

Just do to me whatever

you think necessary.

Breathe deeply, general.

What an infinite blessing.

Blessing.

Doesn't seem right that General Jackson

isn't here to see this.

No, major. It does not seem right at all.

But it is the will of God.

He's lost his left arm. I've lost my right.

General?

How you feeling, sir?

Do not concern yourself about me.

But tell me, how are we faring?

General, the enemy's gone

across the river.

We secured the high ground

around Chancellorsville.

General Stuart did well by you, sir.

And the Stonewall brigade...

...right in the middle of it, sir.

"Remember Jackson," they shouted.

I heard that all day.

They were fighting for Stonewall.

Well, isn't that just like them.

They are a noble set of men.

That name, Stonewall, belongs

to the brigade, not to me.

I have the ball.

Dr. McGuire allowed me to keep the

musket ball he took from your hand.

It was a round, smooth bore.

It had to be one of ours.

I heard. They thought I was asleep.

It could not be helped.

There's no blame in war.

We must all forgive.

I had to remove your husband's

left arm, patch his right hand.

He's healing well, I'm very pleased.

But there is a new problem.

I do believe he is developing pneumonia.

- May I see him, doctor?

- Well, certainly, certainly. He's weak.

I've given him some medicine

to help him sleep.

He's in some pain and the medication

makes him drift away. He's in and out.

General, I have a treat for you.

Something you may have been missing.

Another medicine?

Very well, doctor.

No, it's not mine, actually.

But it may do you some good.

Oh, so sweet. Too much sugar.

Always the problem with

my esposita's lemonade.

I'm so glad to see you looking so bright.

No, no. You must be cheerful.

Let's not have a long face.

You know I like cheerfulness

and brightness in a sickroom.

Esposita.

My esposita.

I know you would gladly

give your life for me...

...but I am perfectly resigned.

Do not be sad.

I hope I may yet recover.

Pray for me.

But in your prayers, never forget to

use the petition, "Thy will be done."

I'm so glad you're here.

Your lemonade is delicious.

- It's not too sweet.

- Too much sugar.

I never told you that.

Is that my sweet darling angel?

My Julia.

Is it certain, doctor?

Does he know?

I have not told him.

Then I will.

He must know.

He must be prepared.

My darling...

...today is Sunday.

Do you know that the doctor says

you must very soon be in heaven?

Do you not feel willing to acquiesce...

...in God's allotment

if he wills you to go today?

I prefer it.

I prefer it.

Well...

...by the time this day closes...

...you will be with the blessed

Savior in his glory.

I will be an infinite gainer

to be translated.

General Lee.

What is the news, Reverend?

General Lee, I must report

that his case appears hopeless.

His wounds are healing,

but he's dying of pneumonia.

Surely General Jackson must recover.

God will not take him from us, not now

that we need him so very much.

Will you see him, sir?

No, sir, I won't. No, sir.

When you return, I trust

you'll find him better.

And when the occasion offers, tell him

that I prayed for him last night...

...as I never prayed,

I believe, for myself.

Please tell him.

Please tell him.

Sir.

Push up that column.

Move up that column.

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