This is precious. God Bless our Soldiers.
They’re playing D&D!
My name is General McClellan, the most badass of all baddasses in the Union Army. Fuck that drunk Grant, that schizo Sherman, and that fatass Scott, and don’t talk to me about Buell. I am the master. Look at my army, so grand, so wonderful. So much discipline and training. What’s that? Move out to the Peninsula? Nope. Gotta chill here for a bit for more reinforcements…can never have too many soldiers. Screw Lincoln, he is a well-meaning baboon, and I’m the commander of the Army of the Potomac. I’m gonna look at my stache for a sec, oh, what’s that, Macgruder’s army looks huge? I’m not gonna scout it and see if it’s a ruse, I’ll just dig in and tech up some more troops and hope for some more reinforcements before I start fighting, because screw tactics, it’s all about numbers.
Geoge McCellan can suck it.
