Prince Bagration, squinting, looked back and saw the cause of the confusion, indifferently turned his back as if he were saying, "Is it worth doing anything stupid? He stopped the horse with a good rider, bent over a little and straightened the sword caught on the burka. The sword was an old-fashioned sword, not like it was now. Prince Andrei remembered the story of how Suvorov in Italy gave his sword to Bagration, and he was particularly pleased with this memory. They arrived at the same battery that had Bolkonsky when he was looking at the battlefield.
- Whose company? - Prince Bagration asked the fireworksman standing at the drawers.
He would ask, "Whose company?" He would essentially ask, "Aren't you shy? And the fireworksman realized that.
- Captain Tushina, Your Excellency," the redheaded fireworksman, with his freckled face, shouted with a cheerful voice, stretching out.
- Well, well, well," Bagration said, thinking straight, and drove past the front of the gun.
As he drove up, a shot rang out of the gun, stunned him and his entourage, and in the smoke that surrounded the gun, there were gunners who picked up the gun and, in a hurry, straining it to the former place. Wide shoulder, a huge soldier, the first number with a banner, with his legs wide apart, bounced back to the wheel. The second number of the shaking hand put a charge in the muzzle. A small slouchy man, officer Tushin, tripping on his trunk, ran forward, not noticing the general and looking out from under a small handle.
- Two more lines to add, just so it will be," he shouted with a thin voice, to which he tried to give a good sense of humor that did not go to his figure. - Second," he sobered up. - Cruches, Medvedev!
Bagration called out to the officer, and Tushin, with a timid and awkward movement, not at all as the military salutes, but as the priests bless, having put three fingers to the visor, approached the general. Although Tushin's guns were appointed to bombard the valley, he fired brandskugelami at the visible in front of the village of Schoengraben, in front of which a large mass of Frenchmen moved forward.
No one ordered Tushin to shoot where or what to shoot, and he, in consultation with his paramedic Zakharchenko, for whom he had great respect, decided that it would be good to set the village on fire. "Okay! - Bagration said to the officer's report and began to look at the battlefield as if he were thinking things over. On the right side, the French were the closest thing. Below the height of the Kiev regiment, in the valley of the river there was a soulful rolling crackling of rifles in the valley of the river, and much to the right, behind the dragoons, an officer of the retinue pointed out to the prince that was bypassing our flank a column of Frenchmen. To the left, the horizon was limited to a close forest. Prince Bagration ordered the two battalions from the center to go for reinforcements, to the right. The Sweets officer dared to notice the prince that the guns would be left without cover when these battalions left. Prince Bagration turned to the scroll officer and looked at him silently with dim eyes. It seemed to Prince Andrei that the remark of the suite officer was fair and that really there was nothing to say. But at that time the adjutant from the regimental commander, who was in the valley, came along with the news that the huge masses of the French were going down, that the regiment was upset and retreating to the Kiev grenadiers. Prince Bagration tilted his head in agreement and approval. He took a step to the right and sent an adjutant to the dragoons with an order to attack the French. But the adjutant sent there arrived half an hour later with the news that the Dragoon regimental commander had already retreated behind the ravine, because he was directed strong fire against him and he was losing people in vain and therefore rushed shooters into the woods.
- Good! - Bagration said.
While he was driving away from the battery, shots were heard to the left in the woods too, and since it was too far from the left flank to be able to arrive on time, Prince Bagration sent Zherkov there to tell the senior general, the very one who represented Kutuzov's regiment in Brownau to retreat as quickly as possible over the ravine, because the right flank will probably not be able to hold the enemy for a long time. The Battalion that had been covering for him was forgotten about the Carcass. Prince Andrew listened carefully to Prince Bagration's conversations with his superiors and to the orders given to them, and, surprisingly, noticed that there were no orders given, and that Prince Bagration was only trying to pretend that everything that was done as necessary, the chance and the will of the private superiors, that all this was done not even on his orders, but according to his intentions. Thanks to the tact shown by Prince Bagration, Prince Andrei noticed that, despite this randomness of events and their independence from the will of the ruler, his presence had done an extremely large amount. The bosses, with frustrated faces approaching Prince Bagration, became calm, soldiers and officers cheerfully welcomed him and became more animated in his presence, and apparently flaunted their bravery before him.
1 Very funny, my lord prince.