Lieutenant-General Sir William Forbes Gatacre is leading two battalions of infantry on a night march against the Boer positions on Kissieberg Kopje.
|"Blimey sarge why does ole' back-acher always ave' us marching around in the pitch black?"|
"Less of your lip there private. General Gatacre got us through many a tight spot in the Sudan by is' night marches, ee' knows what ees' doin'".
|"General, I'm not sure if we're on the right track, the railway shouldn't be there on our left should it?"|
"Ahem Colonel, we may be a point or two off compass but we'll catch the blighters off guard as soon as the sun comes up!".
|"Gettin' light now sarge, do you think the Boers know we're comin'?".|
"Not a chance lad, not a chance!".
Dawn breaks on 10 December 1899 the beginning of what was soon to be known as ‘Black Week’.