There remained to me but some twenty-five _Guides_.

I sent them round on the flank of the enemy with three trumpets, bidding them blow loud and charge furiously.

_Here is the French cavalry_, was the cry; and they took to flight."...

The Austrians doubted not that Murat and all the horse had forced a way through the bogs; and at that moment Buonaparte commanding a general assault in front, the confusion became hopeless.

Alvinzi retreated finally, though in decent order, upon Montebello.
It was at Arcola that Muiron, who ever since the storming of Little Gibraltar had lived on terms of brotherlike intimacy with Napoleon, seeing a bomb about to explode threw himself between it and his general, and thus saved his life at the cost of his own.