five o'clock
The battalion began its march . I looked forward expecting to see the Russians coming on at a gallop , but nothing stirred . As each regiment reached the farther bank it formed a square with ordered arms . At five o'clock the entire division had passed . The sun dispersed the mist , and we saw , about three-fourths of a league to our right , an old city with its pointed roofs , slated clock-tower , surmounted by a cross , and , farther away , a castle ; it was Weissenfels . Between us and the city was a deep valley . Marshal Ney , who had just come up , wished to reconnoitre this before advancing into it .