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Bandi!

That idiot would send us against the cannons!

But… that wasn't the plan!

Jóska!

Where's Jóska?

We can't find him.

He must be working on his poems again.

-You want me to gather the boys? -Let me talk to Serbelloni.

Get me Jóska at once!

You heard the order!

Come on!

1757 SEVEN YEARS' WAR

BASED ON A TRUE STORY

General! Are you sending my hussars against the cannons?

-Hadik! -This is suicide!

Do as you're told and prepare for the attack!

Watch out!

Get off me, Hadik!

-Jóska! Do you love me? -Of course!

As many times as you want.

WAR COUNCIL TOP SECRET

Death's Heads!

Will I see you again?

Of course!

-Consider it! Let my hussars attack… -Hadik!

Uncle András!

-I don't have time for you! -Colonel! General!

Uncle András!

I came across a Prussian cargo!

They broke down with a riflemen platoon and six Death's Heads!

-Death's Head riders? You sure? -I am, Uncle András!

Hadik! Is this your man?

General! If it's protected by Death's Heads,

then it must be some cargo!

Are you lecturing me now?

It said “top secret” on those crates.

What could be in it? King Frederick's breeches?

Assemble a platoon!

Leave this to my hussars! It's child's play for us!

Do as you're told! My infantry will deal with them!

What's more, I'll lead them myself.

What's your name?

Captain József Gvadányi.

You come with us. Show us the way!

Let's go!

Just what are you doing?

Dismount, Gvadányi!

You'll walk with the infantry!

Get off, Jóska!

Jóska!

Hurry up, Captain!

Farkas! They'll keep shooting at each other for hours.

Let's take a look at that cargo!

Attack!

No one will save you!

Fire!

Take cover!

Take cover, you greenhorns!

Come on!

Get out of here!

Get your asses behind the haystacks!

Hold the line!

-Farkas! Attack their left flank! -Gee-up, Raven!

-Take the pressure off Jóska! -After me, men!

Raven!

Huzzah!

Huzzah!

Huzzah!

The Death's Heads are coming!

At last we are saved!

Jóska!

Come on, boys!

Fight!

Keep it up!

Don't stop!

Keep fighting!

Watch out!

Come on, boys!

Cut them up! That's right!

Cloud! Hit him!

Hand over the documents!

Take 'em if you can.

Who are you?

András Hadik, the queen's soldier!

A Hungarian?

A hussar!

A Hungarian hussar!

I'll find you, Hadik!

I'll find you!

-Your Excellency. -Colonel Hadik, Your Excellency.

From the hussars.

The Prussians' war plans.

The colonel's hussars came across a Death's Head platoon.

They seized it from them.

-They are luring us into a trap. -It's not too late!

Hadik…

They got you good.

But you survived.

Just like we did.

I hope they treated you well.

The battle?

We'd lost it. But we still have the troops.

Right now, Prince Charles is in the Prussian camp, negotiating peace.

The queen asked for peace?

We didn't have time to wait for her approval.

Unfortunately, Silesia is lost.

But at least she can keep her throne.

I know you want my position.

That's why you tried to humiliate me.

-I did it for the country. -Sure, you did.

I've explained to Prince Charles what exactly did happen.

It was I who got the war plans

at the cost of the lives of Austrian heroes!

But the coward Colonel Hadik stole the plans from me

and brought them to Prince Charles!

You are not worthy of being the queen's officer!

I requested your early retirement! You should thank me!

This way, you can avoid demotion and the military tribunal!

It's you who's not worthy of being an officer of the queen!

You have one day to disappear!

Draw your sabers!

Father!

Come on, Cloud! Come on!

My lovelies!

Oh… come here.

Istók!

-Give her plenty of water! -Sir.

Welcome, sir.

Thank God, you are home!

Franci!

You're home at last!

Father!

Saci!

Saci!

You've grown so much!

Let's go inside.

Every time I ride,

it's like Carmine knows where I want to go.

-Does Cloud also know what you want? -Of course she does.

But did you know that God created the hussar with his horse?

One soul… in two bodies.

Can girls also become hussars?

The posture is important. Place the rifle stock…

next to your collarbone. Put your weight on your right leg.

How did you do that?

Give me the other one!

What's wrong, Father?

Farkas, Farkas!

I could never teach you marksmanship.

Maybe that's why I stick to maps and my saber.

-But what brought you here? -The queen's called for you.

There's trouble brewing again.

May all mothers be praised

Who raise their son to become a soldier

The Prussians are on the warpath again.

This peace treaty was for nothing.

I wasn't good enough for them, Farkas.

So let me be a husband…

and a father.

And hug my wife, teach my children.

I have a house to finish, too.

We swore an oath to the Queen.

If the call comes, the hussar rides to battle.

-My son is learning to walk. -They need you.

Don't be afraid, Hungarian hussar God will look after you

He'd never let the enemy capture our flag

Not me.

Us, Farkas. Us.

Wherever they send me, you'll ride by my side,

just as you took me to fight against the Turks in Bácska.

Thank you, Bandi!

No one else would take an old sword like me to the battle.

The world is best seen from the saddle…

…where the hussar forgets his grief, sorrow and trouble.

Get a wink of sleep. We leave at sunrise.

The children don't have a father because of her.

And I don't have a husband.

We gave our word.

The Hussar Oath binds us.

-When she calls, we must go. -“When she calls…”

Franci, are you jealous?

Come on!

My father answered the call, and so did my grandfather.

I must go too. Not for her…

but for you.

Mount up, hussars!

Fasten your harnesses. It's a long way to Vienna!

Gee-up!

Colonel Hadik.

That's what a true hero looks like.

You saved us in that Silesian battle…

and almost lost your life.

I did what I had to, Your Majesty.

I'm bound by my oath.

I only learned about your misunderstanding much too late.

That wound has already healed, Your Majesty.

Take this as a sign of our apology, General Hadik…

…and the sign of our alliance.

I'd like to ask for your help.

Berlin-made gloves have no match. Did you know that?

That's not my cup of tea, Your Highness. I'm a man of war, not fashion.

Get me a pair of those famous gloves.

I don't think they'd welcome us there.

Then there is no other way…

but to take Berlin for me.

Berlin, Your Majesty?

King Frederick won't rest until Europe dances to his tune.

I want to discourage him from whistling such tunes.

Berlin, if I'm correct…

-is guarded by a very strong garrison. -Except for now.

Frederick had moved all his troops to Thuringia. We have to strike now!

My generals fail to see how big this opportunity is.

The glory could be yours, General.

I understood your command.

Take whoever you need and leave three days from now.

And tomorrow present your plan to the War Council.

…relocating troops - it's unfeasible!

Such a solution--

Enough!

Your Majesty, this is impossible.

It's impossible to take Berlin.

You use this word too often. You've gotten used to it.

-Especially on the battlefield! -Frederick has Europe under his boots.

It would be unwise to defy him.

Call in General Hadik!

-Hussars? -Just what we needed.

Then let's send Count Serbelloni!

Your Majesty! A siege like this requires at least six regiments!

And at least, 20, 30, or even 50 cannons!

My hussars can do it with less.

Right, Hadik?

Your Majesty.

Your Excellencies…

For the entire expedition…

I only need 12 days.

We dispatch a number of smaller groups.

Would you mind?

Some will confuse the Prussians,

the rest will meet at Berlin. Excuse me!

I will cross the Ore Mountains with the main unit.

It's less guarded by the Prussians.

Crossing the mountains with cannons?

Your Excellency, we won't take cannons.

We'll seize them.

From here.

But that's Eisenhof!

The largest cannon foundry of the Prussian Army!

That's right!

-This is where they hold Master Thun! -Thun?

-There is no better gunner. -But Thun is a-- a…

-This is suicide! -It could be.

But with a single hussar strike, we'll have both cannons and a gunner.

Excellent!

Continue, Hadik!

And then…

after raiding Berlin, we return at once with the war tributes.

This is ridiculous! You won't make it to Berlin undetected!

We ride by night, hide by day.

That's cowardice! A true soldier doesn't hide!

I'll take true soldiers with me.

-Hussar officers Babochay and Gvadányi. -Babochay is bleeding from the lungs!

And Gvadányi, no men would trust him with their horse… much less their wife!

Following the news of your victory,

all the provinces will be at your feet, Your Majesty.

-I like that. -Alright, Hadik, do as you wish.

But I insist on one thing:

you take the Saxon Legion with you.

Take the Saxons.

Your Majesty, while we are at it - what is the point of all this?

With this, we'll strike a deadly blow to the Prussians' reputation.

Their allies' faith could waver.

Frederick will end up alone, and he'd have to make peace.

Or he could attack Vienna and you'd lose your throne, dear cousin!

The reason I'm running this council is because you don't know a thing about war!

I fight a war every single day of my life, dear cousin!

Either Hadik goes to Berlin or you leave the council!

But now you better take Berlin for me, General!

The first strike goes down by the right ear of the horse.

The second one's at the same place, but upwards!

The third one-- listen--

is upwards by his left ear, then down!

-Get me General Babochay at once! -Understood!

We will also need you, Father…

and your prayers.

Jóska!

Uncle András! I don't know how you did it, but you're released from jail!

Next time, count to ten before you knock out a Saxon's tooth!

When it comes to Saxon stinkfoots, I forget how to count!

-What's this? -General!

Colonel Ried! Commander of the Saxon Legion, reporting for duty.

Cabbage-head!

Jóska, count to ten!

Get cleaned up and get ready!

-The legion is ready for deployment! -Good!

-Have you fought with hussars? -Yes! Against them!

Now you'll fight alongside us.

Colonel, we only take you…

on the order of Prince Charles. You understand that, right?

It's not just about the money!

Prussian boots tread on our land too!

General Babochay will guide you.

After you have finished the drill, check the food rations!

Dismissed!

But, General!

They said that half the wage is paid up front.

Don't you worry, Colonel…

you'll get paid half upon arrival

and the other half after the job is done.

And now, if you'll excuse me…

They have a bad reputation. They are like savages.

-They'd already bit into Gvadányi. -And he bit back!

Keep your eyes on them!

Speed up the preparations because we're going to Berlin.

To Berlin?

But only include the daily target in the daily command.

Bandi, you know that our regiment even follows you to hell, but…

what will the others say?

We shall see!

Mihály!

The regimental commanders are here as you've requested, young master.

Get my clean clothes from the washerwomen, we leave tomorrow.

Then it's time for cleaning boots!

My pretties!

Gentlemen! I'm here.

Sorry to have kept you waiting.

Berlin, huh?

They always leave the dirty work to us.

I… volunteered myself.

Have you thought about just what is at stake here?

I'll think about it when we have returned.

If you return.

Berlin is not a townlet.

You can't just simply kick down its gates!

What the hell are you talking about?

Have you forgotten that a Hungarian hussar planted the flag

on the wall when we took back Buda from the Turks?

That every emperor,

every king recruits hussars into their army.

In Paris, people dress like hussars!

That's the fashion there!

It's suicide!

Mount up!

General!

When will you tell us where we are going?

You'll know when you'll know.

What makes you so sure that we'll succeed, General?

If a Hadik tells you that,

you better believe it.

In their family, one either became a priest or a soldier.

One way or another…

they'd put their lives into the hands of the Almighty.

Hurry up, you! You are strolling like your grandma!

One-two, one-two, one-two, one-two, one-two…

Bandi!

Rockslide.

Column, halt!

Go! Move!

Our horses will find the path.

We can't get up there with carts.

-Unless we leave them here. -Just as you said, Jóska.

I let the Stinkfoot know.

From now on, we won't stop during daytime either.

Come on! Hurry up!

Why are you sliding, soldier? You haven't even drunk yet!

The last one to reach the top-- come on, come on, move it!

Last one on top is cleaning all the boots tonight!

If my gouty uncle could see you now, he'd laugh at you from the top!

Come on, hussars! Keep going!

Only two more peaks to the other side!

Let's show these mountains what we are made of!

Forward, boys! Forward, Jóska! Keep riding forward!

Come on, Jóska! Come on!

-Come on! -Well…

Uncle András…

-Farkas? Are you alright? -Yes…

Can you keep up? Can you?

Forward! We can do this!

That's right! Come on!

Ride on, boys!

Forward! Keep riding!

Look out for the Stinkfoot!

A steep slope doesn't scare us! Keep riding!

Pick some more! More! There's one!

Wait, look at those mushrooms!

Yeah! Just keep on picking! Get some more!

Drop your weapons!

I'm General Hadik.

You won't get hurt, but lower your weapons!

Lower your weapons!

I don't think they speak Hungarian, Uncle András!

Maybe if we--

General, we've piled up!

Ried!

He's running away, Uncle András!

What were you thinking? You could've gotten all of us killed!

Better them than us.

He got away, damn his soul!

They're dead.

I was their age when you took me in.

Give all of them a proper burial.

Together…

Hey! I had almost forgotten about you!

Good boy.

Let me get you something tasty.

Okay? You bookworm, you.

-Colonel, just where are we going? -Why do you care?

We get half of our pay when we get there.

-Once we got paid, we leave them. -They won't allow that.

When have we ever asked permission from them?

Damn cowards!

You'd run away while we fight the Prussians?

What kind of a soldier eavesdrops on his comrades?

I didn't eavesdrop, cabbage-head. It's not my custom.

Nor is saying the truth.

What did you say, you pig-faced Stinkfoot?

Me?

I have plenty of brats, but I'd never let any of them

into a clubfooted hussar gang like yours.

I say, boys! Come closer, listen to this!

They're celebrating! A hussar finally speaks to them!

Sure, 'cause you can't keep up with us in drinking even on a horseback!

I'll make sure you'll drink horse beer till you burst!

Enough! For God's sake!

-Colonel! Jóska, what's this all about? -Their pay.

They'd run away from the fight after getting paid.

Is that true?

-Traitor! -Jóska!

They told me we'd get paid half up front.

-We just want our pay! -Our pay!

-What's wrong with that? -Listen to me, Colonel!

I promise this before all of you - you'll get your pay!

And now get some sleep!

Tomorrow, we'll reach Eisenhof.

We'll get cannons and a gunner there.

A gunner? From the prisoners?

-Master Thun. -Master Thun?

-Uncle András, isn't he a bit-- -He is the key to our mission's success.

If we can't set him free…

may God have mercy on us!

The Iron Forge of Eisenhof.

You want to get cannons from there?

Once a week at night, they send cannons from here to Frederick's army.

Will this be one of those nights, Uncle András?

Farkas, are you alright?

I'll be fine… I'll be fine.

You go ahead!

It's sundown soon.

Be on the lookout with the Saxons and hit the Prussians from both sides.

Those cannons are ours! Make no mistakes.

Boys, let's get the cannons!

Not a word to the Saxons!

What's this?

Just a bustard.

It's mating season.

Come on, boys!

Come on, come on, come on!

Go, go, go, go, go!

Come on, boys!

Keep fighting!

Go after them!

Hit 'em!

Look out!

Gee-up, Cloud!

Master Thun?

Ever been to Berlin?

Come with me and you can even blow it up.

Boys! We won!

Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!

Nice job, boys!

What's up?

Where were you, Stinkfoots?

You just missed the party, did you?

Oh, but we danced instead of you!

The boys want to know what do we need the cannons for.

Tell them. It's not a secret anymore.

To Berlin! Line up!

Line up! Fall in line!

Soldiers! Fasten the harnesses! We're heading to Berlin!

-Uncle András! -Jóska!

Word spreads quickly about our raid! We don't have time to lose.

Colonel Ried! To move faster, put an infantryman behind each hussar!

General! These men were born to walk, not to ride!

You heard the order.

Jóska, we have discussed this.

Remember?

As you wish, Uncle András.

Mount up, hussars!

Let's get moving, people!

Everyone! Sit on a horse!

You heard me right! Yes! Mount up!

Stop gawking! Start climbing!

What about you?

Since when do you wear glasses?

I can see that you're worried. Don't be if you've come this far.

Hey!

What are you doing? Get up already!

-Is something funny? Huh? -Yes!

-Your midget aunt, that's funny! -Sit behind me, Stinkfoot!

Never in a hundred years!

I don't want to see any fear in your eyes!

So, Berlin. Which gate do you want me to strike?

The Silesian one. That's the least protected.

Yes, the Silesian one. That's oak. Uh, pine! Pine!

Pine? How could it be pine?

Pine, fool! No, no! Can't be! It's oak!

A mélange and a strudel.

I'll get right to it, sir.

Your Excellency, I did what you've asked.

Page two.

We agreed about the front page.

The-- the gossip column is on the second page.

But I will set it with larger fonts.

Malicious tongues claim that András Hadik, the failed general--

“Malicious tongues"?

I'm sorry, Your Excellency, I'll correct it.

-I didn't mean to offend you. -Sir…

By now, the Hungarian, who takes great pride in his hussars,

has gone missing along with his soldiers.

-It sounds like you admire them! -Me? The hussars?

I can't stand horses. They bite in the front, kick in the rear!

-Now, we are going to correct this. -Yes, yes! Just a moment.

-Yes? -According to a reliable source,

Hadik, who was previously demoted for disorderly conduct, and his hussars

once again dishonored the army

when they pillaged Bohemia in the queen's name.

Your Excellency, won't we get in trouble?

-Horniak, stop worrying. -Alright.

But there is something else.

Slow to trot!

Time spares no one.

We can't do things like before.

I wanted you to lead the attack tomorrow, but…

But you don't think I can handle it.

I don't want you to get hurt.

A hussar cannot get hurt.

God watches over him.

If he is needed there, He calls for him.

-I'll send in Jóska. -Very well, if you see fit.

Just make sure you tell the boys. They shouldn't hear it from Jóska.

Uncle András!

Sorry for fighting earlier.

I'd change, but then every day I postpone it by one day.

Once we break down the gate, Ried will attack first with his men.

We'll wait outside the city.

What's wrong, Jóska?

Say it!

If we pay them, they will leave. Then we attack and take the city.

We are hussars, aren't we?

Right, but it's the infantry's job to soften the defense first.

Once Ried's boys have pushed them in,

you go in and break the Prussians' wings.

Farkas and I have decided that…

you will lead the charge tomorrow.

Thank you, Uncle Farkas! God bless you!

Just take it easy, son.

I'll make you proud!

Oh! Von Bock!

-So, what do you think? -I know nothing about music, Your Majesty.

I meant the army.

By tomorrow, all these soldiers will be treading on the Austrians' necks.

You may not care for music, but listen to this.

Soon these melodies will be played in all German-speaking lands.

An Austrian commando unit crossed the Ore Mountains not long ago.

They attacked a patrolling platoon.

One of them lived to tell of it.

They stole three cannons from Eisenhof

which were built for Your Majesty's birthday.

They spoke in Hungarian.

-In Hungarian? -Hussars.

Hadik.

-Hadik? -The queen's general.

He came for the cannons

and one of the gunners… that half-wit Master Thun.

The one who destroyed our left flank in the Battle of Kolin--

Enough!

Why would a hussar need a gunner?

They want Berlin.

That Austrian whore!

-Just a few hussars. They have no chance. -Hadik is sly as a fox.

These Hungarians won't rest until they get in.

By the time I get a few regiments to Berlin, it'll be too late.

I will be the laughingstock of Europe!

Your Majesty…

give me a Death's Head squad!

And I swear to you… I'll bring you Hadik's head.

Leave at once!

Can I bring you the music--

Dead or alive, I'll finish Hadik.

Von Bock!

Dead is better.

They really are withdrawing everyone.

Alarm! Alarm!

How did they get here?

How did they get here?

Different routes, perhaps? This isn't a decisive force --

I don't need excuses!

Get me my horse!

Uh, may I start tuning my instruments, General?

Let's wait with that.

First, we try the peaceful way.

Jóska!

I need that famous diplomatic talent of yours.

My what?

Hey!

So?

Hmm?

Idiots!

I came in peace!

Can't you see?

I came in peace!

The last time I was a diplomat!

-Los! -I came in peace!

I won't hurt anyone.

“According to a reliable source,

Hadik, who was previously demoted for disorderly conduct, and his hussars

pillaged Bohemia in the queen's name.”

Whoever ordered this is our enemy!

-I've read it already. -Me too.

But I haven't!

Your Majesty, unfortunately, it's true.

-I don't believe it. -Hadik's men raped several women.

How do you know?

The general will show you something.

What's this?

Gvadányi's sword tassel.

One of the poor women tore it off.

Come, come!

Hurry up!

Don't worry, Your Majesty,

our soldiers will defend the city to their last drop of blood.

-Does my husband know about this? -We couldn't inform him yet.

The enemy was faster. See for yourselves.

-Who is this? -The Austrian ambassador.

A Hungarian?

But these savages eat babies!

I must say, sirs, unless the baby is well-done,

I can't swallow one bit.

Hussar Captain József Gvadányi, hussar.

General Hans Friedrich von Rochow.

A message from General András Hadik.

Please wait in the other room while we read this letter.

I tore it off when I…

The hussars burst into my home…

Are you sure the queen will fall for this?

She is a failed actress turned waitress.

-They harassed me… -She gets five coppers for it.

A month's wage.

Your Excellency, if Hadik's estate returns to the Crown…

Then I'll support your request to claim it.

Your Majesty.

Uncle András!

They said they'd pay, but they need time.

It takes a few days.

Do you believe them?

They're just stalling.

-I say let's take the city. -Now you're talking, Uncle Farkas!

Master Thun! Bring the cannons!

May God be before you to guide you to the right path.

May God be beside you

to hold and protect you.

Get ready!

I aim at the beams and blast the gate.

Double shot, one after the other.

May God be beneath you to catch you if you fall…

and pull you out of the trap.

May God be above you to bless you.

Thus should you be blessed by the Almighty God.

The drawbridge will fall down… Or maybe not? Well, it's hard.

The inner gate is always weaker. But it's further away!

Won't you need the glasses to aim?

Oh, these are not mine. I found them.

Aim is right…

-Are you finished? -God will finish it.

Well, that's mucked up!

What the hell are you doing?

I'm just knocking. They might let us in.

Stop it at once!

Do you understand that now everything depends on you?

-Yes! -That's it!

Hooray!

Hooray!

See, Farkas?

Forward!

Huzzah!

Huzzah!

Forward!

God is with us, hussars! Huzzah!

Get in formation!

Fire!

Forgive me, Your Majesty.

But a carriage has just arrived.

The guard commander…

has personally escorted an important person here.

Your Majesty.

-I'm Franciska von-- -Lichnowsky.

I know.

We have no news from András.

I wrote to him every day, as we had promised each other,

but he didn't tell me where he was sent.

Then I'll tell you.

I sent General Hadik to Berlin.

A true soldier, if need be, dies for the empire.

To Berlin…

I thought your husband was an excellent soldier…

and man.

But, alas, I was wrong.

Once Your Majesty called,

he went to Vienna right away, leaving everything behind.

Us, the children, his family!

Once we receive news, we'll certainly let you know.

Thank you, Your Majesty…

Is that a tassel from the Nádasdy regiment?

No.

-It's from your husband's unit. -That can't be. It's much older.

They don't use that braiding anymore.

Serbelloni!

Huzzah!

Get going, Jóska! Hit them from the right,

then turn back for the left flank!

-Come on, boys! -After me!

Come on, boys!

Come on, Raven!

I don't want any survivors!

-What's that? -It's a trap!

-Bandi! -General Babochay!

-Attack! -After me, men!

Uncle András!

Watch out!

Not bad for a Stinkfoot, right?

Farkas!

No!

No!

Raven!

Farkas!

Farkas!

Farkas!

Farkas! Farkas!

Bandi!

Did we win?

And how!

You have set us an example.

I told you…

God…

calls for the hussar…

…if he is needed there, yes.

The world is best seen from the saddle…

The world is best seen on the back of a horse…

-Where the hussar forgets… -The hussar forgets…

His grief, sorrow and trouble…

My sons!

Remember this very day until you die!

The day when the hussars took this invincible city!

And now?

Are you going to pillage the city?

We wouldn't pillage it.

But we'd like to collect the reparations…

six hundred thousand thalers.

A hussar's blood is expensive, gentlemen.

-Impossible! That's too much! -It would've been 650,000…

but we destroyed the gate.

-I let 50,000 go to repair it. -Majesty, we haven't got that much.

I have to decline, General.

Do as you wish with us.

If in the next three hours you collect 400,000 thaler,

I swear we will leave the city at once.

A hundred thousand.

-Three hundred fifty. -I said 100.

You are not in the position.

Three hundred.

And you are running out of time.

Two hundred.

Deal.

Gentlemen, you heard it!

Two hundred thousand.

And it's urgent.

May we invite you for a cup of tea?

I must decline the offer, Your Majesty. I'd like to write a letter.

You can write it right here.

So, Little Maria sent you, of all people…

I wonder why?

Everyone else thought it was impossible.

Yet you are sitting here with the enemy, writing your letter.

You are right about the letter,

but not about… the enemy.

Frederick loathes Vienna.

“It stinks from face powder and hypocrisy.”

He says it's “an Austrian disease.”

A Hungarian surely understands.

Your husband should visit us someday.

Without his army. He'd be surprised.

Who are you writing to?

To my wife, Your Majesty.

Look at that!

It's snowing.

At last.

Might I ask one thing?

I'd take a pair like this as a gift.

You will have it.

Down with your swords! General Hadik is my guest.

You'd better stay out of this, Your Majesty.

-Six against one? -Don't flatter yourself!

This is between us.

Sorry for that wound, Colonel!

Give up!

Get back!

Bury them outside the city wall.

Father, say a prayer for the living too.

Count Serbelloni,

I think we can raise a glass.

The time of the hussars is over.

Your Excellency…

I have to deliver this to you…

And this one to you, milord.

Serbelloni! A command from Her Majesty.

You are sent to the North, to the Silesian front.

Silesia?

Again!

It says you're leaving tomorrow.

And you?

Me?

I support the command.

What's wrong, Jóska? You expected a delegation?

Girls and flowers, huh?

Don't be sad. Nobody knows where we were and what we did.

Mihály!

What is it, Mihály?

A woman is here.

What kind of a woman?

Well, she is…

the crown-wearing kind.

Huzzah!

Huzzah!

Huzzah!

Huzzah! Huzzah!

Gentlemen! I came here to thank you all.

You saved the empire.

They won't forget what we gave them.

General Hadik!

Straight from Berlin.

And I've brought what you asked for.

Are these the famous gloves from Berlin?

Why are these all left-handed?

The Prussians don't know left from right!

The Grand Cross of the Military Order of Maria Theresa.

You are the first person I've awarded this to.

There is none greater than this.

Huzzah for Uncle András!

Are all hussars like him?

He is the greatest of all hussars.

There will be peace at last.

Yes.

Tell me, Your Majesty…

how come you wear a glove only on your left hand?

I'll send Hadik to Berlin again…

if my right hand gets cold.

Right, Hadik?