I saw Le Fleur throwing up his hands before I’d even struck the ground.
Though truth be told he’d clipped me and I was barely injured. I stood by him like a fool, but not for long because the musketeer unleashed a musket ball at me and I was knocked over by the force of it. At that awful sight most of the men threw down their guns and fled in the opposite direction, while Le Fleur screamed at them to hold fast. No sooner had that happened when screaming out of the woods like demons from the pit came a unit of Russian musketeers, with who at their front but the same musketeer from the picketline and some madman flourishing a sword and screaming at the top of his lungs. A few of us took aim to teach him a lesson when a fusilade burst from the wood killing and injuring a good number of us. We’d already taken some prisoners and here looked like another, we jogged towards the woods and this fellow threw his pistol at the nearest of us, then staggered off towards the treeline. We unleashed our muskets and one man had his horse shot from under him and tumbled to the ground. Others had already disappeared into the woods.
Some way off a unit of Hussars charged away from us in an attempt to escape the net. We were to chase them down and through the woods in front of us.
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Soon it seemed they were in full paniced retreat. Despite that we had soon outflanked and surrounded the enemy. The cannons were firing at a furious pace. Musketeers were sent several times to take the cannons but were driven back by grapeshot each time. It was burning fiercely and smoke was everywhere. Luckily for them, the Russian unicorns in the centre had been punishing the village we had to pass by. We outnumbered the enemy and soon we had them retreating and we thought cut off. We were on the right flank and at first we had the best of it. The Emperor was displeased with Murat and the attack was rushed because of that. Within an hour a messenger galloped into camp and the order came through we were to attack immediately. I tell you it was an ill omen and it left everyone feeling uneasy. With that he turned and strode off before our man could reply.
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The grenadier tried to tell him it was ancient history but the Russian told him loud and clear “The devil skin your Emperor!” then yelled something in Russian which got an even louder cheer from the Russians. By this time the rest of the Russian soldiers were cheering him on. And that’s when the Russian musketeer informs us that those were Austrian soldiers we’d chased from the field and how they were going to make us dance like they did under Suvorov. One of our grenadiers starts telling him how we’d already beaten them once and we were going to do it again. He starts telling us how their orders are to stop us here and how they mean to do it. The officer keeps his trap shut but the ranker starts speaking better french than what I can. Then an enemy officer marches up with one of his men as bold as you like. Now I won’t say I didn’t feel the same at the time but a little discipline from higher up might have stopped what happened next.īoth sides were happily jabbering and yelling nonsense at each other without any understanding anything of what the other was saying. My man, the aptly named Capitaine Le Fleur, was as eager as the next man to eyeball the bastards before we had at them. Officers said we weren’t to speak to the enemy but damned if anyone listened, including the officers. So there we are by the picket lines it was bloody cold and it had been raining all day. He seemed to think we could take Austria by sleight of hand and never mind the bayonets. And then the orders came through that we’re to sit and watch while the enemy entrenches. We’d marched all day as fast as you like, expecting a fight at the other end. Austria, Arsetria what’s the difference I say. One day it might be around when you need it the mostīloody Hell, I left Ireland because of the revolution and I ended up batman to a fool of an aristocrat at the arse end of the world. Love is a common ground or feeling that we share Or the ones that we share the pillow with I may never know the answers to these questions that I want to askīut I do know that as humans, we tend to hurt those that we love the most
Why continue to hurt someone that you have feelings for? You have changed into someone I don't know Most of the time, we compromise on things Should it hurt this much to love someone? I never should have let you hurt me to begin with It's time for me to take back what's mine
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