Nine kilometers south of Uccle Town, French Soldiers in white Military Uniforms were methodically forming up.
Strangely, the clothing of the more than four thousand soldiers on the far north side was light gray, clearly the uniform of the Walloon Police.
Yes, the "French Army" force intimidating Count Radetzky outside Mavrenne Town was actually the Walloon Police wearing French Soldiers' uniforms.
After yesterday's rout, they no longer had the strength to keep fighting, but they could still manage to stand in formation.
That was also why Count Radetzky kept reporting to Prince Coburg that the main force of the French Army stood ready to attack Mavrenne Town at any moment.
Joseph had used this method to conceal more than four thousand French Army soldiers.
Afterward, he ordered the Royal 4th Infantry Division to conduct a Forced March through the night.
The 4th Division finally reached Wavre at three in the morning. Even for one of Europe's finest forces, after marching for half the night, more than a thousand men had fallen behind.
This morning, Joseph had Lefebvre lead the thirteen thousand soldiers who still had strength northward in a swift, proactive attack on Prince Coburg's troops.
From Prince Coburg's perspective, the six thousand French Army soldiers around Wavre were all besieging Count Radetzky. He should have maintained his fierce offensive and captured Wavre in one stroke.
It had never crossed his mind that he would suddenly come under attack from more than ten thousand French Army soldiers.
Lefebvre swept his gaze over the soldiers' faces, their eyes ringed dark and their expressions weary, and sighed inwardly.
These lads had covered twenty-five kilometers yesterday during the day, then another eight kilometers through the night. They had slept for barely four hours, then marched another nine kilometers this morning to get here.