I was one of the 5000 men that traveled down river until a thunderstorm put our travels to a halt. Fortunately Quebec only looks to the North shore so that we have a sneak attach planned.

On September 13th, which happens to be Thursday, we started scaling and climbing goat paths on the cliff of Quebec. Using pullies we managed to lift all of our canons that we had aboard the ships. The army reached the Plains of Abraham at 5am, this plain was an ordinary abandoned farmers field. When the troups scaled the field we n

The British army as you know was having to recruit many people that were not from England but in my personal opinion the Scottish, and all the men from Ireland were good fighters and we put there lives in the hands off all the enemies but still they over came all that and helped us win the battle that mattered most.

I watched as hundreds of men fell to their deaths after being shot. It was starting to see the lives of so many men just being giving up as a trigger was being pulled. Although we were not there to see the after math I heard the screams from those dying at my hands, and I saw all the blood that shed from the other soldiers. As our boats set sail back to England I watched men digging mass graves for all those who died that very day. Only fifteen minutes took so many lives that it would have even amazed you or any other soldier that did not attend the war of Plains of Abraham.

Our beloved leader Wolfe was shot with a musket below the ribs, he died a proud leader at the age of 32 years old. The men who died on the field were left on the fi

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