Two soldiers hung lifelessly on the slick branches of the tree wall, but that was not what held their attention.

As he watched, a soldier hung a satchel charge on the side and backed away.

But the soldiers assigned as escort muttered and hung back from the Stormwarden's presence.

After a few minutes the soldier hung the receiver back in its place and said something to his companion.

A Confederate soldier shot through the head hung half in, half out of one window.

His fellow soldiers hung about like linebackers waiting to block any trouble.

During the night, the soldiers hung the scarecrows down the fortress wall, made to be easily seen.

Rod waited, but the soldier only hung his head, shuddering.

The soldier hung his head, unable to meet his Lord's fury.