Men, we must retreat from the Union Appomattox campaign.
We are catching up to the Confederates! Surround them!
We are hungry, and we are defeated. There is nothing left to do
A letter from General Lee, sir. It states that the Confederacy would like to surrender.
I see... well respond stating that I will meet him to talk terms at the Wilmer McLean Home.
I have quite a few terms. They are as follows: All my men shall be pardoned and given their horses, the officers must be allowed to keep their firearms, and we shall be given some of you rations so that we will not perish from starvation.
They have been written down here.
The war is over. The rebels are our countrymen again.