He watched, unmoved, as tens of thousands of soldiers from all corners of France, resplendent in their fine uniforms, fought to the death for him. In his twenty years of military service, he had long since become accustomed to conquest and glory, to danger and death; such scenes no longer stirred him.,Just this once, good fortune... just this once... The Emperor prayed silently in his heart.,But even with these fragmented memories, he slowly began to piece together some details.。