A British Rifle Man: The Journals and Correspondence of Major George Simmons, Rifle Brigade, During the Peninsular War and the Campaign of WaterlooSimmons, George
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A British Rifle Man: The Journals and Correspondence of Major George Simmons, Rifle Brigade, During the Peninsular War and the Campaign of Waterloo
Simmons, George
Peninsular War, 1807-1814; Waterloo, Battle of, Waterloo, Belgium, 1815
The Light Division moved at daylight, and was joined on the march
by the 4th Division. Passed through Subijana de Morillo and other
villages. On arriving at some heights, the Division drew up. The enemy
could be very distinctly observed in very large force also drawn up,
with the right of his army resting upon the river Zadorra beyond the
village of Abechucho, the centre upon some very commanding heights in
front of Ariñez, and the left upon Subijana de Alva, having a body of
men posted somewhat in advance, on very rugged and high ground named
La Puebla. The river took a serpentine course along their position. As
soon as General Hill opened the ball by attacking the enemy's right,
we moved nearer the river with the 1st and 3rd Battalions. We now had
a fine view of the centre on the heights of Najara, which was destined
to be attacked by the Light, 3rd, 4th, and 7th Divisions. Three bridges
(Tres Puentes) over this river were left undefended by the enemy, and
under a sharp cannonade they were passed. We moved up the heights to
the attack. _Johnny_ was very soon put off them, and took shelter in
Ariñez, which place he held very obstinately, but ultimately was driven
from thence. To the right the mountains ran at right angles with our
front. On their very top you could see the contending parties engaged;
from thence as far as the eye could reach along the line to our left
a continual tiralade going on, the enemy gradually retiring, and the
British, Portuguese, and Spaniards moving close upon their heels. Our
3rd Battalion Rifles was then posted in the village of Villodas, which
was directly under the heights. The French occupied the houses near the
bridge over the river, to prevent our advance there. In the afternoon
the enemy to our front began to make less opposition, and only seemed
determined to get out of our clutches as fast as possible, but they
had to march over a fine plain, which enabled us from time to time to
press them confoundedly. Towards evening, the road became covered with
baggage of every description, artillery, caissons, and French carrying
away their merchandise and plunder by all sorts of conveyances. We were
advancing rapidly. Occasionally a Rifle Man would shoot a horse yoked
to a gun. This stopped the rest behind and blocked up the way. Now and
then a few soldiers would fire shots at us from among the baggage.
Night at last drew its sable curtain over the scene of slaughter and
confusion, and afforded a fine opportunity to many to go in quest of
plunder. We had fought over twenty miles of ground. I seated myself by
a fire with the officers of the company, and was fortunate enough to
get part of a ham and some claret which one of the soldiers had taken
from a cart belonging to the enemy. In a little time we had a variety
of eatables brought by men of the company. I never ate with a better
relish in my life. I lay down by the fire in a French officer's cloak,
which one of the men gave me; he had that day shot its wearer.
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