The Great Dumas opened his mouth and asked, "Who?"
A rare ripple crossed Stendhal's face, "Iron Hand, Marshal Jean-de-Dieu Soult."
Upon hearing these words, the Great Dumas felt as if a fishbone were stuck in his throat. His mouth hung open for quite some time before he finally uttered, "Six infantry regiments, one cavalry regiment, one artillery regiment, sixty thousand men, all led by 'Iron Hand' Soult. If you don't tell me what this is for, I might think that Louis Philippe plans to stage a fight with the anti-French alliance troops led by Duke Wellington in the outskirts."
