Over ten thousand members of the Rebel Army from the Netherlands had formed two narrow lines of foot soldiers on the gentle slope, each line consisting of three ranks with soldiers tightly packed together, seemingly well-arranged from a distance.
However, their disheveled attire and the mismatched flintlock guns in their hands were undeniable proof that they were nothing more than a hastily assembled ragtag militia.
In fact, it had taken them a full six hours since early this morning to form their lines of infantry into a semblance of order, leaving several Dutch commanders with cramps in their legs from exhaustion.
When the motley crew saw the opposing dark lines of Austrians begin to move in the distance and a swarm of skirmishers advancing towards them nimbly like ants, their hands almost uncontrollably began to tremble.
Behind them, more than a thousand Prussian soldiers kept shouting, "Stay calm, do nothing!"
