History of the war in the Peninsula and in the south of France from the year 1807 to the year 1814, vol. 4Napier, William Francis Patrick
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History of the war in the Peninsula and in the south of France from the year 1807 to the year 1814, vol. 4
Napier, William Francis Patrick
Peninsular War, 1807-1814
Great was the confusion, for now the ravelin was quite crowded with
men of both divisions, and while some continued to fire, others
jumped down and ran towards the breach, many also passed between the
ravelin and the counter-guard of the Trinidad, the two divisions got
mixed, and the reserves, which should have remained at the quarries,
also came pouring in, until the ditch was quite filled, the rear
still crowding forward, and all cheering vehemently. The enemy’s
shouts also, were loud and terrible, and the bursting of shells and
of grenades, the roaring of the guns from the flanks, answered by the
iron howitzers from the battery of the parallel, the heavy roll and
horrid explosion of the powder-barrels, the whizzing flight of the
blazing splinters, the loud exhortations of the officers, and the
continual clatter of the muskets, made a maddening din.
Now a multitude bounded up the great breach as if driven by a
whirlwind, but across the top glittered a range of sword-blades,
sharp-pointed, keen-edged on both sides, and firmly fixed in
ponderous beams, which were chained together and set deep in the
ruins; and for ten feet in front, the ascent was covered with loose
planks, studded with sharp iron points, on which the feet of the
foremost being set the planks moved, and the unhappy soldiers,
falling forward on the spikes, rolled down upon the ranks behind.
Then the Frenchmen, shouting at the success of their stratagem, and
leaping forward, plied their shot with terrible rapidity, for every
man had several muskets; and each musket in addition to its ordinary
charge contained a small cylinder of wood stuck full of leaden slugs,
which scattered like hail when they were discharged.
Again the assailants rushed up the breaches, and again the
sword-blades, immoveable and impassable, stopped their charge,
and the hissing shells and thundering powder-barrels exploded
unceasingly. Hundreds of men had fallen, and hundreds more were
dropping, but still the heroic officers called aloud for new trials,
and sometimes followed by many, sometimes by a few, ascended the
ruins; and so furious were the men themselves, that in one of these
charges, the rear strove to push the foremost on to the sword-blades,
willing even to make a bridge of their writhing bodies, but the
others frustrated the attempt by dropping down; and men fell so fast
from the shot, that it was hard to know who went down voluntarily,
who were stricken, and many stooped unhurt that never rose again.
Vain also would it have been to break through the sword-blades,
for the trench and parapet behind the breach were finished, and the
assailants, crowded into even a narrower space than the ditch was,
would still have been separated from their enemies, and the slaughter
would have continued.
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