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
The fourth and fifth divisions, and Bradford’s brigade, were now
hotly engaged and steadily gaining ground; the heavy cavalry,
Anson’s light dragoons and Bull’s troop of artillery were advancing
at a trot on Pakenham’s left; and on that general’s right D’Urban’s
horsemen overlapped the enemy. Thus in less than half an hour, and
before an order of battle had even been formed by the French, their
commander-in-chief and two other generals had fallen, and the left of
their army was turned, thrown into confusion and enveloped. Clauzel’s
division had indeed joined Thomieres’, and a front had been spread on
the southern heights, but it was loose and unfit to resist; for the
troops were, some in double lines, some in columns, some in squares;
a powerful sun shone full in their eyes, the light soil, stirred up
by the trampling of men and horses, and driven forward by a breeze,
which arose in the west at the moment of attack, came full upon them
mingled with smoke in such stifling clouds, that scarcely able to
breathe and quite unable to see, their fire was given at random.
In this situation, while Pakenham, bearing onward with a conquering
violence, was closing on their flank and the fifth division advancing
with a storm of fire on their front, the interval between the two
attacks was suddenly filled with a whirling cloud of dust, which
moving swiftly forward carried within its womb the trampling sound
of a charging multitude. As it passed the left of the third division
Le Marchant’s heavy horsemen flanked by Anson’s light cavalry, broke
forth from it at full speed, and the next instant twelve hundred
French infantry though formed in several lines were trampled down
with a terrible clamour and disturbance. Bewildered and blinded, they
cast away their arms and run through the openings of the British
squadrons stooping and demanding quarter, while the dragoons, big men
and on big horses, rode onwards smiting with their long glittering
swords in uncontroulable power, and the third division followed at
speed, shouting as the French masses fell in succession before this
dreadful charge.
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