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In
front
of
a
landowner
's
house
to
the
left
of
the
road
stood
carriages
,
wagons
,
and
crowds
of
orderlies
and
sentinels
.
The
commander
in
chief
was
putting
up
there
,
but
just
when
Pierre
arrived
he
was
not
in
and
hardly
any
of
the
staff
were
there
--
they
had
gone
to
the
church
service
.
Pierre
drove
on
toward
Górki
.
When
he
had
ascended
the
hill
and
reached
the
little
village
street
,
he
saw
for
the
first
time
peasant
militiamen
in
their
white
shirts
and
with
crosses
on
their
caps
,
who
,
talking
and
laughing
loudly
,
animated
and
perspiring
,
were
at
work
on
a
huge
knoll
overgrown
with
grass
to
the
right
of
the
road
.
Some
of
them
were
digging
,
others
were
wheeling
barrowloads
of
earth
along
planks
,
while
others
stood
about
doing
nothing
.
Two
officers
were
standing
on
the
knoll
,
directing
the
men
.
On
seeing
these
peasants
,
who
were
evidently
still
amused
by
the
novelty
of
their
position
as
soldiers
,
Pierre
once
more
thought
of
the
wounded
men
at
Mozháysk
and
understood
what
the
soldier
had
meant
when
he
said
:
"
They
want
the
whole
nation
to
fall
on
them
"
The
sight
of
these
bearded
peasants
at
work
on
the
battlefield
,
with
their
queer
,
clumsy
boots
and
perspiring
necks
,
and
their
shirts
opening
from
the
left
toward
the
middle
,
unfastened
,
exposing
their
sunburned
collarbones
,
impressed
Pierre
more
strongly
with
the
solemnity
and
importance
of
the
moment
than
anything
he
had
yet
seen
or
heard
.
Pierre
stepped
out
of
his
carriage
and
,
passing
the
toiling
militiamen
,
ascended
the
knoll
from
which
,
according
to
the
doctor
,
the
battlefield
could
be
seen
.
It
was
about
eleven
o'clock
.
The
sun
shone
somewhat
to
the
left
and
behind
him
and
brightly
lit
up
the
enormous
panorama
which
,
rising
like
an
amphitheater
,
extended
before
him
in
the
clear
rarefied
atmosphere
.
From
above
on
the
left
,
bisecting
that
amphitheater
,
wound
the
Smolénsk
highroad
,
passing
through
a
village
with
a
white
church
some
five
hundred
paces
in
front
of
the
knoll
and
below
it
.
This
was
Borodinó
.
Below
the
village
the
road
crossed
the
river
by
a
bridge
and
,
winding
down
and
up
,
rose
higher
and
higher
to
the
village
of
Valúevo
visible
about
four
miles
away
,
where
Napoleon
was
then
stationed
.
Beyond
Valúevo
the
road
disappeared
into
a
yellowing
forest
on
the
horizon
.
Far
in
the
distance
in
that
birch
and
fir
forest
to
the
right
of
the
road
,
the
cross
and
belfry
of
the
Kolochá
Monastery
gleamed
in
the
sun
.
Here
and
there
over
the
whole
of
that
blue
expanse
,
to
right
and
left
of
the
forest
and
the
road
,
smoking
campfires
could
be
seen
and
indefinite
masses
of
troops
--
ours
and
the
enemy
's
.
The
ground
to
the
right
--
along
the
course
of
the
Kolochá
and
Moskvá
rivers
--
was
broken
and
hilly
.
Between
the
hollows
the
villages
of
Bezúbova
and
Zakhárino
showed
in
the
distance
.
On
the
left
the
ground
was
more
level
;
there
were
fields
of
grain
,
and
the
smoking
ruins
of
Semënovsk
,
which
had
been
burned
down
,
could
be
seen
.
All
that
Pierre
saw
was
so
indefinite
that
neither
the
left
nor
the
right
side
of
the
field
fully
satisfied
his
expectations
.
Nowhere
could
he
see
the
battlefield
he
had
expected
to
find
,
but
only
fields
,
meadows
,
troops
,
woods
,
the
smoke
of
campfires
,
villages
,
mounds
,
and
streams
;
and
try
as
he
would
he
could
descry
no
military
"
position
"
in
this
place
which
teemed
with
life
,
nor
could
he
even
distinguish
our
troops
from
the
enemy
's
.
