... said Boris, smiling that happy smile which occurs in young men who have been under fire for the first time
Once again, the novelist as All-Knowing
p. 287 -- the most perfectly vivid detail yet (last sentence):
One, with white plumes on his hat, seemed familiar to Rostov for some reason; the other, an unfamiliar horseman on a beautiful chestnut horse (the horse seemed familiar to Rostov), rode up to the ditch, spurred his horse and, releasing the reins, lightly jumped over the garden ditch. Only a little soil crumbled down the bank from the horse's hind hoofs.
p. 288 Rostov's fantasies made ridiculous when Captain von Toll helps the emperor cross the ditch on foot.
Tolstoy certainly knows how to write comedy.
p. 289 Dolokhov reappears. The horror show of men and horses falling into the ice. Cannon balls.
Tolstoy also certainly knows how to write horror.
First comedy, then horror: there's a recipe.