It flopped into something moist, and the general fell from his horse in a pool of blood.

Nobody gave him a look or thought of raising him.

"Get onto the ice, over the ice! Go on! Turn! Don't you hear? Go on!" innumerable voices suddenly shouted after the ball had struck the general, the men themselves not knowing what, or why, they were shouting.

One of the hindmost guns that was going onto the dam turned off onto the ice.

Crowds of soldiers from the dam began running onto the frozen pond.