He seemed to them like a demi-god.

There were a few old soldiers in the battalion.

The habit of years was upon them.
"_Vive l'Empereur_," one veteran shouted.
Another caught it up and finally the whole division roared out that frightful and thrilling battle cry in unison.
"That's well," said the Emperor, a little color coming into his face.
"If the lads are of this mettle, what may I expect of the old soldiers of the guard ?" "Forward! Forward!" shouted a beardless boy in one of the front ranks.
"You hear, Marshal Ney ?" said Napoleon, turning to his fighting Captain.

"With such soldiers as these I can go anywhere and do anything." "Your Majesty," cried a staff officer, riding up at a gallop, "the peasants are bringing their horses in.

There is a section of country to the eastward which has not yet been ridden over by the enemy." "Good," said the Emperor.