History of the war in the Peninsula and in the south of France from the year 1807 to the year 1814, vol. 5Napier, 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. 5
Napier, William Francis Patrick
Peninsular War, 1807-1814
General Cotton maintained this exposed position with skill and
resolution, from day-light until seven o’clock, at which time
Wellington arrived, in company with Beresford, and proceeded to
examine the enemy’s movements. The time was critical, and the two
English generals were like to have been slain together by a body
of French cavalry, not very numerous, which breaking away from the
multitude on the head of land beyond the Trabancos, came galloping
at full speed across the valley. It was for a moment thought they
were deserting, but with headlong course they mounted the table-land
on which Cotton’s left wing was posted, and drove a whole line
of British cavalry skirmishers back in confusion. The reserves
indeed soon came up from Alaejos, and these furious swordsmen being
scattered in all directions were in turn driven away or cut down, but
meanwhile thirty or forty, led by a noble officer, had brought up
their right shoulders, and came over the edge of the table-land above
the hollow which separated the British wings at the instant when
Wellington and Beresford arrived on the same slope. There were some
infantry picquets in the bottom, and higher up, near the French, were
two guns covered by a squadron of light cavalry which was disposed
in perfect order. When the French officer saw this squadron, he
reined in his horse with difficulty, and his troopers gathered in a
confused body round him as if to retreat. They seemed lost men, for
the British instantly charged, but with a shout the gallant fellows
soused down upon the squadron, and the latter turning, galloped
through the guns; then the whole mass, friends and enemies, went
like a whirlwind to the bottom, carrying away lord Wellington, and
the other generals, who with drawn swords and some difficulty, got
clear of the tumult. The French horsemen were now quite exhausted,
and a reserve squadron of heavy dragoons coming in cut most of them
to pieces; yet their invincible leader, assaulted by three enemies at
once, struck one dead from his horse, and with surprising exertions
saved himself from the others, though they rode hewing at him on each
side for a quarter of a mile.
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