Historical fiction; Hungarian fiction -- Translations into English; Transylvania (Romania) -- History -- Fiction
"Allow me, gentlemen, to express my opinion also," said the experienced
German. "I am an old soldier. I have knocked about in all manner of
campaigns; I know the value of numbers in war, but also the value of
position, and well understand how to weigh the one against the other. I
have learnt by experience that one hundred men under favourable
conditions are often more than a match for a thousand. I also know how
enthusiasm or indifference can multiply or diminish numbers. I can also
calculate the relative importance of the various kinds of arms; nor is
the military value of patriotism an unknown quantity to me. Now we have
ten thousand men, and there are not more than three thousand opposed to
us. But we must not lose sight of the fact, that the greater part of our
Hungarian forces consists of cavalry, and to storm walls with cavalry is
clearly impossible. Scarcely less impossible is it to persuade the
mounted Hungarians to fight on foot. I would further remark, that
although the Hungarian is a veritable hero when he stands face to face
with a foreign foe, nevertheless, whenever I have seen him called upon
to fight against his own countrymen (and often enough have I had that
opportunity) he becomes as slothful and indifferent as if he were only
awaiting the first pretext for taking to his heels. Then, again, we
possess a troop of Servians, whom I consider very good shots, and if we
only had them safely behind the walls of that town we might buckle to it
against a ten-fold superiority; but outside fortifications these people
are scarcely worth anything: they are strong enough to defend, but not
strong enough to storm a bastion. We ought therefore to demolish the
walls as soon as possible: but then, again, we have no cannon, and would
have to send as far as Temesvar for our field-artillery, and while they
were on their way to us along the vile roads--and of course it is a
further question whether the commandant there would send them at all at
our bidding--Ali Pasha would have time to return with fresh troops, and
we should lose all our labour. I consider, therefore, that we ought not
to remain here any longer. We are incapable of conquering that fortress
either by assault or blockade. We cannot, on the other hand, suppose
that the enemy would be insane enough to be lured into the open field.
The most prudent thing, therefore, that we can do under such
circumstances, is to set out for Hungary without delay, collect
reinforcements and artillery, and then endeavour to force the enemy to
an engagement."
Kemeny, little accustomed to listen to such lengthy discourses, could
scarcely wait till Wenzinger paused, and, as if the whole plan of
campaign deserved not the slightest thought, he now interrupted him with
frivolous impatience.
"Mr. General, leave all that till the afternoon. After dinner we shall
see everything in quite another light."
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