charged down upon them and completed their defeat. General Gleen
was taken prisoner, and Turenne's troops, descending the hill, took
the village in flank.

Had the defenders here fought with the same courage that they had
previously evinced, they would have given time to John de Werth
to return, and the fate of the battle would have been doubtful, but
they were seized with unreasoning panic, and at once surrendered.
The night had long since closed in, and so far as the fighting had
gone the battle might be considered a drawn one. The French right
and centre were utterly routed, but their left had captured one
of the keys of the position and the village behind it. Had John de
Werth, when he returned from the pursuit, shown himself an able
general, rallied the Imperialists and sent them to recapture the
village, and with his victorious cavalry made a circuit of the
Weinberg and fallen upon Turenne's rear, the Imperialist success
would have been as complete and striking as that which they had
won on nearly the same ground over the Swedes; but although an
impetuous leader of cavalry, he had no military genius, and on
returning after dark, and hearing that the Weinberg was lost and
the village captured, he drew off from the field.

He was joined by the Imperialist infantry, and when the morning
broke Turenne's division stood victors on the field. A number of
officers, many standards, and all the cannon of the enemy fell into
their hands. Of the French infantry not more than fifteen hundred
were rallied after the battle, and of the allied army Turenne's
German troops, although they had suffered severely, alone remained
intact. John de Werth retreated with the remains of the Imperialist
force to Donauworth, and crossed to the other side of the Danube,