We went out and found that our column had already passed the church,
and thousands of musket-shots crackled against the bridge like the fire
breaking out from a coal-pit.
The second column had come down the broad street on our right and
joined ours, and in the meantime, one of those Prussian columns which
we had seen on the hill in the rear of Ligny, came down to drive us out
of the village.
Here it was that we had the first encounter in force. Two staff
officers rode down the street by which we had come.
"Those men," said Zebede, "are going to order up the guns. When they
arrive, Joseph, you will see whether they can rout us."
He ran and I followed him. The fight at the bridge continued. The old
church clock struck five. We had destroyed all the Prussians on this
side the stream except those who were in ambush in the great old ruin
at the left, which was full of holes. It had been set on fire at the
top by our howitzers, but the fire continued from the lower stories,
and we were obliged to avoid it.
In front of the church we were in force. We found the little square
filled with troops ready to march, and others were coming by the broad
street, which traversed the whole length of Ligny. Only the head of
the column was engaged at the little bridge. The Prussians tried hard
to repulse them. The discharges in file followed each other like
running water. The square was so filled with smoke that we could see
nothing but the bayonets, the front of the church, and the officers on
the steps giving their orders. Now and then a staff officer would set
off at a gallop, and the air round the old slated spire was full of
rooks whirling about affrighted with the noise. The cannon at St.
Amand roared incessantly.
Between the gables on the left, we could see on the hill, the long blue
lines of infantry and masses of cavalry coming from Sombref to turn our
columns. It was there in our rear that the desperate combats took
place between the Uhlans and our hussars. How many of these Uhlans we
saw next morning stretched dead on the plain!
Our battalion having suffered the most, we fell back to the second
rank. We soon found our own company commanded by Captain Florentin.
The guns were arriving by the same street on which we were; the horses
at full gallop foaming and shaking their heads furiously, while the
wheels crushed everything before them. All this produced a tremendous
uproar, but the thunder of cannon and the crash of musketry was all
that could be distinguished. The soldiers were all shouting and
singing, with their guns on their shoulders, but we knew this only by
seeing their open mouths.
I had just taken my place by the side of Buche and had begun to
breathe, when a forward movement began.
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