The English drawn up in perfect order in front, their gunners ready
with their lighted matches in their hands, made us think, but did not
delight us quite so much as some have pretended, and men who like to
receive cannon-balls are still rather rare.
Father Goulden told me that the soldiers sang in his time, but then
they went voluntarily and not from force. They fought in defence of
their homes and for human rights, which they loved better than their
own eyes, and it was not at all like risking our lives to find out
whether we were to have an old or a new nobility. As for me, I never
heard any one sing either at Leipzig or Waterloo.
On we went, the bands still playing by order from head-quarters.
The music ceased, and the silence which followed was profound. Then we
were at the edge of the little valley, and about twelve hundred paces
from the English left. We were in the centre of our army, with the
chasseurs and lancers on our right flank.
We took our distances and closed up the intervals. The first brigade
of the first division turned to the left and formed on the highway.
Our battalion formed a part of the second division, and we were in the
first line, with a single brigade of the first division before us. The
artillery was passed up to the front, and that of the English was
directly opposite and on the same level. And for a long time the other
divisions were moving up to support us. It seemed as if the earth
itself was in motion. The veterans would say: "There are Milhaud's
cuirassiers! Here are the chasseurs of Lefebvre-Desnoettes! Yonder is
Lobau's corps!"
On every side, as far as the eye could reach, there was nothing to be
seen but cuirasses, helmets, colbacks,[1] sabres, lances, and files of
bayonets.
[1] Military caps of bear-skin.
"What a battle," exclaimed Buche. "Woe to the English!"
I had the same thought; I did not believe a single Englishman would
escape. But it was we who were unfortunate that day, though had it not
been for the Prussians I still believe we should have exterminated them.
During the two hours we stood there, we did not see the half of our
regiments and squadrons, and new ones were continually coming. About
an hour after we took our position we heard suddenly on the left,
shouts of "Vive l'Empereur," they increased as they approached us like
a tempest; we all stood on our tiptoes and stretched our necks to see;
they spread through all the ranks, and even the horses in the rear
neighed as if they would shout too. At that moment a troop of general
officers whirled along our front like the wind. Napoleon was among
them, and I thought I saw him, though I was not certain, he went so
swiftly, and so many men raised their shakos on the points of their
bayonets that I hardly had time to distinguish his round shoulders and
gray coat in the midst of the laced uniforms. When the captain had
shouted, "Carry arms! present arms!" it was over.
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