Austrian Brigadier General Ferdinand observed the enemy's formation through his telescope.
"What the devil? They've actually dispersed all their troops into skirmishers?"
Colonel Bacon, the Chief of Staff, shook his head, "Is it a stroke of genius or have they really rounded up that many criminals to rush them onto the battlefield?"
Ferdinand: "Even so, without privates in the rear to back them up, the skirmishers will quickly collapse. This is the inherent limitation of skirmishers."
He paused, then shook his head, "These French fools will make our victory utterly lackluster. Such a victory deserves no glory, no!"
Colonel Bacon flattered, "Once you defeat that leatherworker, you will naturally receive the honor you deserve."
Ferdinand burst into hearty laughter.
After laughing, he waved his hand: "Attack!"
**
Clay Bell hurried to his own position and then found that the enemy was leisurely forming up.
