Historical Fiction I will soon be thrown into the mass grave along with the naked corpses of the other soldiers. I am Colonel Chabert, not just an ordinary soldier, Colonel Chabert who led a whole regiment of soldiers to many a victory for none other than Napoleon himself. I have been famous when the blood still ran in my veins reddening my cheeks with the zest for conquests. But now I am no more than a body going to be thrown into a mass grave with very ordinary bodies. The Battle of Eylau Death makes you a mere body. All bodies are equal and ordinary. What makes you different is life, your life. My last battle was the toughest. The Battle of Eylau. Our brave French soldiers met the equally brave Russian soldiers in the most inclement of weathers in Arctic conditions. The fatal wound I received runs from the nape of my neck to just above my right eye. You can still see it. My blood stopped running through my veins. There was little blood left for the vei
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