This is Jockel Podcast number 129 with Echo Charles and me, Jockel Willink.

Good evening, echo.

Good evening.

Cry had risen for the reserve and it must come as soon as possible.

We ran what we could run.

Our Lieutenant Colonel fell, killed almost at the first.

Beyond this, we lost our major and indeed all of the officers but three.

Three only.

We had crossed two successive ditches which lay in an orchard to the left of the first houses,

in and we were beginning to form in front of the village.

But there was no standing of it.

Besides the general cannon fire such as hardly can be imagined,

there was also a rain of case shot upon this battalion of which I,

as there was no Colonel left, had to take command.

A third battalion of the Royal Prussian foot guards,

which had already made several of our regiments pass that same kind of muster

gave at a distance of 80 paces the liveliest fire upon us.

It stood as if on the parade ground that third battalion

and waited for us without stirring.

The Austrian regiment at our right hand could not get itself formed properly

because of the houses.

It was standing 30 deep and sometimes its shots hit us in the back.

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