While the brigade, and the line, advanced, his young ADC, Hans, came galloping back, waving his hat over his head for a moment: then Otto blinked, as Hans seemed to be suddenly shorter - indeed, the first Skyrian cannonshot had removed his head neatly. 'Ach, another day, another ADC' he muttered, and stirred his churchwarden with a twig. Then he beheld a sight to bring a smile: the right-hand battalion of Skyrians had deemed the furious Krup bombardment too much, and decamped, falling back in disorder behind their supports.
2nd Bn, von Moltke's regiment, fails the first morale roll of the day
A young peasant lad, mounted on what appeared to be a cross between a plowhorse and an elephant, cantered out of the pine trees, waving a note over his head, and handed it to Otto, who scowled and pulled out a schilling to reward the youngster, then flicked open the note: "Herr General, the Skyria foot manouevres to engage Funck's brigade aslant, while their Dragoons appear to have misjudged their deployment and are manouevring for more room". He smiled a wintry little smile - that made a change from the Krup' cavalry making a pigs ear of it, the normal situation.
Riesling's infantry wheeling to attack: and Funck sending fusiliers to occupy the pines
Then from the right, there was an almighty crash of metal 'Like a thousand wives throwing saucepans at their husbands and hitting the best plate by mistake', he thought. Peering through his telescope, he saw the Skyrian hussars decamping for the rear at high speed after the briefest of clashes with the Bayreuth Dragoons, while the Dragoons had - for a miracle - retained their heads and swung into the exposed flank of the Skyrian grenadier battalions, driving 2 of them back through their own ranks in confusion.
Charge of the Bayreuth Dragoons
As he watched, puffing excitedly on his pipe, they continued, smashing in more of the unfortunate grenadiers, before their momentum expended itself.
The Grenadiers flee in disorder
While his attention was transfixed by the unexpected pleasure of seeing friendly cavalry doing something more than looting any stray baggage, Otto felt a tug on his sleeve. 'Good news, milord!' beamed young Marc, 'The Skyrian dragoons essayed a charge on the front of the Livgarden regiment, and got shot to shreds for their pains. Looks like their infantry is getting ready to attack though, and the other regiment of dragoons might head this way - I dinna think they'll be trying another frontal charge.' he explained in his broad Silurean twang. 'I'll away to keep an eye again', and he galloped off, furiously dodging pine branches.
Silvaner's Dragoons try conclusions with the stalwart Livgarden Regiment
Otto scanned his own line again carefully, seeing the Oldenburgs ready to engage the Skyrian foot at last, and spurred his horse forward, shouting encouragement, waving his churchwarden overhead (and scattering half-burnt tobacco over the nearby Buyrski Fusiliers). Off to his right, there was another hullabaloo, as the Bayreuth Dragoons, after taking hot fire from the reformed grenadier battalions, chased the impudent Skyrian hussars off the field, then headed for the Skyrian baggage (for a change). Behind them, the more somber Kalkreuth Dragoons manouevred, probing for an opening to attack the grenadiers.
Hussars and Dragoons depart the field
Meantime, the Skyrian right had finally engaged with Funck's brigade, as he could tell from the crashing volleys - in fact, making some headway and driving the Krup foot back, by and large.
*Gold being a touch rare in Kruppfalz since the drying up of the Alzberg Treacle Mines
