South of Brunn, all round Brunn, are diligent operations, frequent skirmishings, constant strict levyings of contributions.

The saving operation, Friedrich well sees, would be to get hold of Brunn: but, unluckily, How?
Vigilant Roth scorns all summoning; sallies continually in a dangerous manner; and at length, when closer pressed, burns all the Villages round him: "we counted as many as sixteen villages laid in ashes," says Friedrich.

Here is small comfort of outlook.
And then the Saxons, at Kromau or wherever they may be: no end of trouble and vexation with these Saxons.

Their quarters are not fairly allotted, they say; we make exchange of quarters, without improvement noticeable.

"One fine day, on some slight alarm, they came rushing over to us, all in panic; ruined, merely by Pandour noises, had not we marched them back, and reinstated them." Friedrich sends to Silesia for reinforcements of his own, which he can depend upon.