"It was three against a thousand! The battle raged all day, and far into the night....we had to step on the dead bodies to continue fighting. When the ammunition ran out for both sides, it was 'Fix Bayonets' and cold steel, until, with broken blades, we made our last stand with hand-to-hand combat. When it was over, our gaze swept the bloody littered battlefield, and we all, to man, agreed that they may have been rebellious foreign wogs, but still...
...they were quite the three toughest chaps we'd run into since sailing from England!"