The chill breeze of early spring bent the wild grass outside the village of Jullay, revealing the mighty crowd beneath the slope.
The Austrian officer at the forefront pointed to the distant French camp and boomed to lift the spirits, "Let the French people taste our strength!"
The seven or eight hundred Austrian soldiers behind him immediately responded in unison, "Teach those mongrels a lesson!"
"Make them pay!"
However, when they arrived at the top of the slope with great momentum, they suddenly stopped in their tracks.
In the clearing outside the French army camp, there stood a group of Frenchmen, twice their number, forming a semi-circle, and sneering at them.
"You..." The Austrian officer swallowed his saliva, pointing at the French Corps Commander he had agreed to fight, "You brought so many people, that's downright despicable!"
The Corps Commander took a few steps forward, smiling, "If you're scared, then run back home."
