History of the war in the Peninsula and in the south of France from the year 1807 to the year 1814, vol. 6Napier, 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. 6
Napier, William Francis Patrick
Peninsular War, 1807-1814
D’Erlon’s despatch reached Soult at the same time that Clauzel’s
report arrived. All his arrangements for a final attack on San
Marcial were then completed, but these reports and the ominous
cannonade at San Sebastian, plainly heard during the morning, induced
him to abandon this object and hold his army ready for a general
battle on the Nivelle. In this view he sent Foy’s division which
had not yet crossed the Bidassoa to the heights of Serres, behind
the Nivelle, as a support to D’Erlon, and caused six chosen troops
of dragoons to march upon San Pé higher up on that river. Clauzel
received orders to arrest his attack and repass the Bidassoa in
the night. He was to leave Maransin’s division upon the Bayonette
mountain and the Col de Bera, and with the other three divisions to
march by Ascain and join Foy on the heights of Serres.
Notwithstanding these movements Soult kept Reille’s troops beyond
the Bidassoa, and the battle went on sharply, for the Spaniards
continually detached men from the ridge, endeavouring to drive the
French from the lower positions into the river, until about four
o’clock when their hardihood abating they desired to be relieved; but
Wellington careful of their glory seeing the French attacks were
exhausted and thinking it a good opportunity to fix the military
spirit of his allies, refused to relieve or to aid them; yet it
would not be just to measure their valour by this fact. The English
general blushed while he called upon them to fight, knowing that
they had been previously famished by their vile government, and that
there were no hospitals to receive no care for them when wounded.
The battle was however arrested by a tempest which commencing in the
mountains about three o’clock, raged for several hours with wonderful
violence. Huge branches were torn from the trees and whirled through
the air like feathers on the howling winds, while the thinnest
streams swelling into torrents dashed down the mountains, rolling
innumerable stones along with a frightful clatter. Amidst this
turmoil and under cover of night the French re-crossed the river, and
the head-quarters were fixed at St. Jean de Luz.
[Sidenote: Soult’s Official Report, MSS.]
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