I should think Trial by Ordeal would be adequate. Specifically trial by fire.
Per CholeraJoe at 13:
His command force included forty British regulars of the 17th Dragoons,
Subsequently designated the 17th Lancers, this regiment rode in the center of the first line of the "Charge of the Light Brigade" at Balaclava. Now part of the Queen's Royal Lancers.
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Farringford
Freshwater
Isle of Wight
The Charge of the
Light Brigade
1 Half a league half a league
2 Half a league onward
3 All in the valley of Death
4 Rode the six hundred:
5 `Forward the Light Brigade
6 Charge for the guns' he said
7 Into the valley of Death
8 Rode the six hundred
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9 `Forward the Light Brigade!'
10 Was there a man dismay'd?
11 Not tho' the soldier knew
12 Some one had blunder'd:
13 Theirs not to make reply,
14 Theirs not to reason why,
15 Theirs but to do & die,
16 Into the valley of Death
17 Rode the six hundred.
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18 Cannon to right of them,
19 Cannon to left of them,
20 Cannon in front of them
21 Volley'd & thunder'd;
22 Storm'd at with shot & shell,
23 Boldly they rode & well,
24 Into the jaws of Death,
25 Into the mouth of Hell
26 Rode the six hundred.
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27 Flash'd all their sabres bare,
28 Flash'd as they turn'd in air,
29 Sabring the gunners there,
30 Charging an army while
31 All the world wonder'd:
32 Plunged in the battery-smoke
33 Right thro' the line they broke;
34 Cossack & Russian
35 Reel'd from the sabre-stroke,
36 Shatter'd & sunder'd.
37 Then they rode back, but not
38 Not the six hundred.
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39 Cannon to right of them,
40 Cannon to left of them,
41 Cannon behind them
42 Volley'd & thunder'd;
43 Storm'd at with shot & shell,
44 While horse & hero fell,
45 They that had fought so well
46 Came thro' the jaws of Death
47 Back from the mouth of Hell,
48 All that was left of them
49 Left of six hundred.
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50 When can their glory fade?
51 O the wild charge they made!
52 All the world wonder'd.
53 Honour the charge they made!
54 Honour the Light Brigade,
55 Noble six hundred!
ATennyson
Apr.10/64.
