Says he, "What's this?
Ah, ha, have you stacked your arms for a surrender ?" "No, sir," says Field.

"Take arms, shoulder arms, by the right flank, file right, march," just as cool and deliberate as if on dress parade.

Bragg looked scared.

He had put spurs to his horse, and was running like a scared dog before Colonel Field had a chance to answer him.

Every word of this is a fact.