Autobiographical fiction; France -- Social life and customs -- Fiction
So that, if you can read between the
lines of military history, what is a confused jumble for the ordinary
reader becomes a chain of reasoning as straightforward as a picture is
for the picture-lover who can see what the person portrayed is wearing
and has in his hands, while the visitor hurrying through the gallery is
bewildered by a blur of colour which gives him a headache. But just as
with certain pictures, in which it is not enough to observe that the
figure is holding a chalice, but one must know why the painter chose to
place a chalice in his hands, what it is intended to symbolise, so these
military operations, apart from their immediate object, are quite
regularly traced, in the mind of the general responsible for the
campaign, from the plans of earlier battles, which we may call the past
experience, the literature, the learning, the etymology, the aristocracy
(whichever you like) of the battles of to-day. Observe that I am not
speaking for the moment of the local, the (what shall I call it?)
spatial identity of battles. That exists also. A battle-field has never
been, and never will be throughout the centuries, simply the ground upon
which a particular battle has been fought. If it has been a
battle-field, that was because it combined certain conditions of
geographical position, of geological formation, drawbacks even, of a
kind that would obstruct the enemy (a river, for instance, cutting his
force in two), which made it a good field of battle. And so what it has
been it will continue to be. A painter doesn’t make a studio out of any
old room; so you don’t make a battle-field out of any old piece of
ground. There are places set apart for the purpose. But, once again,
this is not what I was telling you about; it was the type of battle
which one follows, in a sort of strategic tracing, a tactical imitation,
if you like. Battles like Ulm, Lodi, Leipzig, Cannae. I can’t say
whether there is ever going to be another war, or what nations are going
to fight in it, but, if a war does come, you may be sure that it will
include (and deliberately, on the commander’s part) a Cannae, an
Austerlitz, a Rosbach, a Waterloo. Some of our people say quite openly
that Marshal von Schieffer and General Falkenhausen have prepared a
Battle of Cannae against France, in the Hannibal style, pinning their
enemy down along his whole front, and advancing on both flanks,
especially through Belgium, while Bernhardi prefers the oblique order of
Frederick the Great, Lenthen rather than Cannae. Others expound their
views less crudely, but I can tell you one thing, my boy, that
Beauconseil, the squadron commander I introduced you to the other day,
who is an officer with a very great future before him, has swotted up a
little Pratzen attack of his own; he knows it inside out, he is keeping
it up his sleeve, and if he ever has an opportunity to put it into
practice he will make a clean job of it and let us have it on a big
scale.
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