The Scottish Cavalier: An Historical Romance, Volume 3 (of 3)Grant, James
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The Scottish Cavalier: An Historical Romance, Volume 3 (of 3)
Grant, James
Scotland -- History -- 1649-1660 -- Fiction
The roar of forty thousand musquets now burst like thunder on the
ear, as the Prince de Conté and the brave De Chartres, the
boy-soldier, at the head of the superb household infantry, assailed
the British, and volleying in platoons, continued to press upon them
with increasing ardour until within pike's length of each other, when
Conté led the whole to the charge. The shock was irresistible!
Count Solmes failed to support the English and Scots, who immediately
gave way, and a tremendous slaughter was made, especially among the
latter.
"Les Ecossais, retreat!" exclaimed Conté. "'Tis a miracle. Tête
Dieu! 'tis surely a bad cause, when the hand of Heaven is against
them!"
The Scottish regiments of Coutts, Mackay, Angus, Grahame, and Leven,
were cut to pieces, and the English Guards nearly shared the same
fate. James Earl of Angus, a brave youth in his twenty-first year,
was shot dead at the head of his Cameronians, William Stuart Viscount
of Montjoy, Sir Robert Douglas, Lieutenant-General James Douglas, Sir
John Lanier, Colonel Lauder, and many other brave Scottish gentlemen
were slain, while the Prince de Conté bore all before him.
With the gallant Prince of Wirtemburg it fared otherwise. Pressing
onward at the head of his English, he carried off some of the French
artillery, and after immense slaughter, stormed the intrenchment
which covered their position, but finding himself in danger of being
overpowered, he twice sent his aide-de-camp to crave succour from the
phlegmatic William and from Count Solmes, a noble of the House of
Nassau. Twice over a field that was strewn with thousands of dead
and dying, and swept by the fire of so many thousand musquets,
cannon, and coehorns, the brave aide spurred his horse to beg succour
for the prince his master; but William neglected, and the Dutch noble
derided his request.
"Vivat Wirtemburg!" cried Solmes, laughing; "let us see what sport
his English bulldogs will make."
At length William shook off the inertness that seemed to possess his
faculties amid the storm of war that raged around him, and in person
ordered Solmes to sustain the advance of the left wing which
Wirtemburg had led on so successfully. Thus urged, the unwilling
Lord of Brunsveldt, made an unavailing movement with his cavalry, but
left a few English and Danes to sustain the whole brunt of the battle.
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