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sovereign which does not admit of the possibility of abandoning Moscow, and the commander in chief’s rival, the man who is undermining him (and there are always not merely one but several such), presents a new project diametrically opposed to that of turning to the KalΓΊga road, and the commander in chief himself needs sleep and refreshment to maintain his energy and a respectable general who has been overlooked in the distribution of rewards comes to complain, and the inhabitants of the district pray to be defended, and an officer sent to inspect the locality comes in and gives a report quite contrary to what was said by the officer previously sent; and a spy, a prisoner, and a general who has been on reconnaissance, all describe the position of the enemy’s army differently. People accustomed to misunderstand or to forget these inevitable conditions of a commander in chief’s actions describe to us, for instance, the position of the army at FilΓ­ and assume that the commander in chief could, on the first of September, quite freely decide whether to abandon Moscow or defend it; whereas, with the Russian army less than four miles from Moscow, no such question existed. When had that question been settled? At Drissa and at SmolΓ©nsk and most palpably of all on the twenty-fourth of August at ShevΓ‘rdino and on the twenty-sixth at BorodinΓ³, and each day and hour and minute of the retreat from BorodinΓ³ to FilΓ­. III

When ErmΓ³lov, having been sent by KutΓΊzov to inspect the position, told the field marshal that it was impossible to fight there before Moscow and that they must retreat, KutΓΊzov looked at him in silence.

β€œGive me your hand,” said he and, turning it over so as to feel the pulse, added: β€œYou are not well, my dear fellow. Think what you are saying!”

KutΓΊzov could not yet admit the possibility of retreating beyond Moscow without a battle.

On the PoklΓ³nny Hill, four miles from the DorogomΓ­lov gate of Moscow, KutΓΊzov got out of his carriage and sat down on a bench by the roadside. A great crowd of generals gathered round him, and Count RostopchΓ­n, who had come out from Moscow, joined them. This brilliant company separated into several groups who all discussed the advantages and disadvantages of the position, the state of the army, the plans suggested, the situation of Moscow, and military questions generally. Though they had not been summoned for the purpose, and though it was not so called, they all felt that this was really a council of war. The conversations all dealt with public questions. If anyone gave or asked for personal news, it was done in a whisper and they immediately reverted to general matters. No jokes, or laughter, or smiles even, were seen among all these men. They evidently all made an effort to hold themselves at the height the situation demanded. And all these groups, while talking among themselves, tried to keep near the commander in chief (whose bench formed the center of the gathering) and to speak so that he might overhear them. The commander in chief listened to what was being said and sometimes asked them to repeat their remarks, but did not himself take part in the conversations or express any opinion. After hearing what was being said by one or other of these groups he generally turned away with an air of disappointment, as though they were not speaking of anything he wished to hear. Some discussed the position that had been chosen, criticizing not the position itself so much as the mental capacity of those who had chosen it. Others argued that a mistake had been made earlier and that a battle should have been fought two days before. Others again spoke of the battle of Salamanca, which was described by Crosart, a newly arrived Frenchman in a Spanish uniform. (This Frenchman and one of the German princes serving with the Russian army were discussing the siege of Saragossa and considering the possibility of defending Moscow in a similar manner.) Count RostopchΓ­n was telling a fourth group that he was prepared to die with the city train bands under the walls of the capital, but that he still could not help regretting having been left in ignorance of what was happening, and that had he known it sooner things would have been different.β β€Šβ β€¦ A fifth group, displaying the profundity of their strategic perceptions, discussed the direction the troops would now have to take. A sixth group was talking absolute nonsense. KutΓΊzov’s expression grew more and more preoccupied and gloomy. From all this talk he saw only one thing: that to defend Moscow was a physical impossibility in the full meaning of those words, that is to say, so utterly impossible that if any senseless commander were to give orders to fight, confusion would result but the battle would still not take place. It would not take place because the commanders not merely all recognized the position to be impossible, but in their conversations were only discussing what would happen after its inevitable abandonment. How could the commanders lead their troops to a field of battle they considered impossible to hold? The lower-grade officers and even the soldiers (who too reason) also considered the position impossible and therefore could not go to fight, fully convinced as they were of defeat. If Bennigsen insisted on the position being defended and others still discussed it, the question was no longer important in itself but only as a pretext for disputes and intrigue. This KutΓΊzov knew well.

Bennigsen, who had chosen the position, warmly displayed his Russian patriotism (KutΓΊzov could not listen to this without wincing) by insisting that Moscow must be defended. His aim was as clear as daylight to KutΓΊzov: if the defense failed, to throw the blame on KutΓΊzov who had brought the army as far as the Sparrow Hills without giving battle; if it succeeded, to claim the success as his own; or if

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