The wounds were all in front, not one was wounded in the back.
'Ah,' said Pyrrhus, 'with such soldiers as that the whole world would belong to me.' Soldiers of Christ, let us be brave for the Master.

Let the language of the heart of each in the Lord's army be that of Nehemiah, 'Should such a man as I flee ?' Nay, I will not flee, I will not desert my post, I will stand my ground, bravely, consistently, perseveringly, unto death..