*HIM HAILE SELASSIE I arrived before us, young and old, eyes wide with excitement of the fight, his clothes torn, bloody feet, threw at our feet rifles snatched from the enemy: _this Is my work ! and I do! they said. Other machine guns and brought the booty formed a heap in front of our headquarters. _Zarraf! zarraf! cried the men, we are the soldiers of the Emperor! ! We are your faithful! According uses in batle, they familiar terms their leader. For the leader,in the danger becomes the equal of the more humble warrior. Two dead men are equal and the Emperor in battle, is the fellow soldier.
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