On the eastern side of the Legnica battle line, the Duke of Brunswick looked at the map with an ashen face—by now, more than 40,000 Prussian soldiers and over 14,000 men of the Saxon Army had been cut off on the western side of the front, and he had lost contact with them.
He glanced appreciatively at the staff officer beside him, grateful for the latter's advice the day before. Otherwise, he himself would have gone to the other side of the defensive line to command the troops. In that case, even he, the commander-in-chief, would be trapped there now.
After a brief discussion, the Duke of Brunswick looked up and swept his gaze across the tent filled with officers, his voice hoarse as he said:
"Let's do that, gather all the troops from Legnica that can be mobilized. We must rescue our men."
The Prussian Allied Forces were already short on manpower. If those more than 50,000 were consumed by Austria, there would be no point in fighting the battles that lay ahead.
