I've recently started reading the Flashman series and thought I would start posting about the historical personages that make their way into this fantastic historical fiction series. I don't want to give away too much of the plot, so I decided to just make this a list with info on some of the real historical figures in the series.
For those of you unfamiliar with the series, it's based around Harry Flashman a rakish scoundrel trying to find his way in the world. Set in the mid 1800s or so, a seventeen year old Harry finds himself kicked out of school and having dalliances with his father's mistress. As a way of squeaking by in life he decides to join the 11th Light Dragoons (newly back from India) as a way of escaping his problems. He finds himself under the command of
Lieutenant General James Thomas Brudenell, Early of Cardigan.

Charge of the Light Brigade by Alfred, Lord Tennyson
| 1. Half a league, half a league,
Half a league onward, All in the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred. "Forward, the Light Brigade! "Charge for the guns!" he said: Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred. 2."Forward, the Light Brigade!" Was there a man dismay'd? Not tho' the soldier knew
Someone had blunder'd: Theirs not to make reply, Theirs not to reason why, Theirs but to do and die: Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred. 3.Cannon to right of them, Cannon to left of them, Cannon in front of them
Volley'd and thunder'd; Storm'd at with shot and shell, Boldly they rode and well, Into the jaws of Death, Into the mouth of Hell
Rode the six hundred. 4.Flash'd all their sabres bare, Flash'd as they turn'd in air, Sabring the gunners there, Charging an army, while
All the world wonder'd: Plunged in the battery-smoke Right thro' the line they broke; Cossack and Russian Reel'd from the sabre stroke
Shatter'd and sunder'd. Then they rode back, but not
Not the six hundred. 5.Cannon to right of them, Cannon to left of them, Cannon behind them
Volley'd and thunder'd; Storm'd at with shot and shell, While horse and hero fell, They that had fought so well Came thro' the jaws of Death Back from the mouth of Hell, All that was left of them,
Left of six hundred. 6.When can their glory fade? O the wild charge they made!
All the world wondered. Honor the charge they made, Honor the Light Brigade,
Noble six hundred.
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