"Call to them to look westward at the troops," said Lannes.

"Great portions of the French and English armies are now visible, and such a sight will make them forget their natural apprehensions." Lannes was right.

When they beheld the magnificent panorama spread out for them the color came back into the faces of Carstairs and Wharton, and their clenched fingers relaxed.

The spectacle was indeed grand and gorgeous as they looked up at the sky, down at the earth, and at the line where they met.

The sun was now low, but mighty terraces of red and gold rose in the west, making it a blaze of varied colors.