Sammiscribbles weekend writing prompt #341 #Reflecting on Rorkes Drift

There were only about three hundred of us left. Despite being armed with the finest rifles that Queen Victoria’s British army could provide they had been no match for the crude assegais and shields of the thousands of proud Zulu warriors. At dusk the fighting stopped and the only sound was the rhythm of their drums, incessant in the darkness. Despite exhaustion we could not afford to sleep.

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10 responses to “Sammiscribbles weekend writing prompt #341 #Reflecting on Rorkes Drift

  1. Scary. Oh, when one needs artillery. 🙂

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  2. Is it wrong that I am rooting for the Zulus?
    Well done 🙂

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  3. Guess I’d better add my tuppence worth. The Zulus truly were a force to be reckoned with

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