So with my megaphone I proceeded to change the battle order.
I brought up the third wave to the front trenches.

In about three minutes the men had recognized the professional touch and were moving smartly to my orders.

They thought it was part of the show, and the obedient cameras clicked at everything that came into their orbit.

My aim was to deploy the troops on too narrow a front so that they were bound to fan outward, and I had to be quick about it, for I didn't know when the hapless movie-merchant might be retrieved from the battle-field and dispute my authority.
It takes a long time to straighten a thing out, but it does not take long to tangle it, especially when the thing is so delicate a machine as disciplined troops.

In about eight minutes I had produced chaos.