We received the command to enter the encampment. Upon arrival, I scoured every corner in search of a weapon, only to discover that my revolver had been rendered useless. The Zulus had infiltrated the camp, mercilessly attacking our men with their deadly assegais. Their brutality knew no bounds, as they not only took lives, but also desecrated the fallen. This tragic event stands as a stark reminder of the grave peril faced by the English Army. Cut off from communication with the General,...