the Austrian first line of horse, did hurl
them from their place; by and by you see the dust-tempest running south,
faster and faster south,--that is to say, the Austrian horse in flight;
for Buddenbrock, outflanking them by three squadrons, has tumbled their
first line topsy-turvy, and they rush to rearward, he following away and
away. [_OEuvres de Frederic,_ ii. 123.] Now were the time for a fresh
force of Prussian cavalry,--for example, those you have standing useless
behind the gullies and quagmires on your left wing (says Stille, after
the event);--due support to Buddenbrock, and all that Austrian cavalry
were gone, and their infantry left bare.

But now again, see, do not the dust-clouds pause? They pause, mounting
higher and higher; they dance wildly, then roll back towards us; too
evidently back. Buddenbrock has come upon the secoud line of Austrian
horse; in too loose order Buddenbrock, by this time, and they have
broken him:--and it is a mutual defeat of horse on this wing, the
Prussian rather the worse of the two. And might have been serious,--had
not Rothenburg plunged furiously in, at this crisis, quite through to
the Austrian infantry, and restored matters, or more. Making a confused
result of it in this quarter. Austrian horse-regiments there now were
that fled quite away; as did even one or two foot-regiments, while the
Prussian infantry dashed forward on them, escorted by Rothenburg in this
manner,--who got badly wounded in the business; and was long an object
of solicitude to Friedrich. And contrariwise certain Prussian horse
also, it was too visible, did not compose themselves till fairly arear
of our foot. This is Shock First in the Battle; there are Three Shocks
in all.

Partial charging, fencing and flourishing went on; but nothing very
effectual was done by the horse in this quarter farther. Nor did
the fire or effort of the Prussian Infantry in this their right wing
continue; Austrian fury and chief effort having, by this time, broken
out in an opposite quarter. So that the strain of the Fight lies now in
the other wing over about Chotusitz and the Brtlinka Brook; and thither
I perceive his Majesty has galloped, being "always in the thickest
of the danger" this day. Shock Second is now on. The Austrians have
attacked at Chotusitz; and are threatening to do wonders there.

Prince Leopold's Left Wing, as we said, was entirely defective in the
eye of tacticians (after the event). Far from leaning