Animal remains

Usage examples of carcasses.

It was the first of a storm, the tight packed balls flaming and falling as the carcasses were rolled on to the breach, and suddenly the breaches, the ditch, the ravelin, the obstacles, and the tiny figures of the Forlorn Hope were swamped in light, light poured from above, by flames that caught on the obstacles in the ditch, and the Hope began to climb as the fire was bright on their bayonets.

Another flame followed, then another, and the breach was lit like daylight as the carcasses, oil-soaked, hard-packed straw that was bound in tarred canvas, were lit and tossed into the ditch so that the defenders could see their targets.

In front of each gun, revealed by the burning carcasses, was a trench that defended the gunners from their enemy on the breach, and as long as the two guns were firing, across and slightly ahead of each other, there could be no victory.

The French, sensing victory, rammed and fired, rammed and fired, and then, to light their helpless targets, lit the oil-soaked carcasses they had been keeping for the final assault, and rolled the lights down the face of the fort.

More carcasses were lit in the fort, thrown out, and Sharpe heard Collett ordering his men to go back, into the darkness.

He stared forward at the fort, at the burning carcasses that lit the whole ditch and the front of the field.

He went right, skirting the light of the carcasses, heading towards the ravine of the Rivillas downstream of the dam.

They could see nothing in the light of the carcasses, hear nothing in the lingering echo of their musket shots.

He raised his head and saw three fiery bundles arc into the ravine and he wondered if the carcasses might inadvertently light the fuse, but seconds passed and there was no explosion, and then there were shouts from the fort.

A musket ball tore at his sleeve, burning the skin, but behind him the light was disappearing as his Riflemen kicked carcasses into the water.

The enemy cheered and shouted obscenities, and all the time the carcasses were thrown, lighting the targets, and the ditch was slopping with fire, a container of flames that would only be drowned in blood, and still the men went down the ladders and into the ditch.

The carcasses flowed down, and the cannon in the small casde bastion shredded the attack, but they were screaming defiance and the ladders swayed in the ungainly curves until they slammed against the castle wall.

The gemsbok carcasses had attracted a pack of hyena to the camp, and they giggled and screeched out among the thorn trees.

The others were cut out and rounded up by specially trained nursing cows and led away from the mountainous bleeding carcasses of their mothers.

By noon the work was done, and the slaves could busy themselves in butchering the carcasses and carrying the meat away to the smoking racks.