But now, as ever, his terms to Prussia were too exacting.

The King deigned not to stoop to such humiliation, but resolved to stake his all on the courage of his troops and the fidelity of the Czar.
The Russians, though delayed by their distrust of Haugwitz, and by their insensate war with Turkey, were now marching, 73,000 strong, into Prussian Poland, but were too late to save the Silesian fortresses, most of which surrendered to the French.

The fighting in the open also went against the allies, though at Pultusk, a town north of Warsaw, the Russians claimed that the contest had been drawn in their favour.
At the close of the year the armies went into winter-quarters.

It was high time.

The French were ill supplied for a winter campaign amid the desolate wastes of Poland.