The French Army is caught by the Allied line.
Surrender is offered, and denied, with that immortal phrase......Merde.......
The result is annihilation.
Allied muskets do the dirty work as the sun goes down over Brussels at the end of a long and tiring day.
Allied troops inspect the scene lit by the hand-held torches.
The photographer had to work very hard to enhance these images. They were taken from distance, and at that time at night (22h15), most cameramen had already gone home.
Credit also must go to the scenographer.
