When the soldiers of the regiment in front of which Kutuzov was standing began to shout, he rode a little to one side and looked round with a frown.

Along the road from Pratzen galloped what looked like a squadron of horsemen in various uniforms.

Two of them rode side by side in front, at full gallop.

One in a black uniform with white plumes in his hat rode a bobtailed chestnut horse, the other who was in a white uniform rode a black one.