On the 1st July the sandy shore of Alexandria was sighted, and in the
evening disembarkation began. It was a long and trying task to hoist
the horses from the holds and land the heavy artillery, ammunition
wagons, supplies, and the thousand and one impedimenta of warfare,
but by the following morning the task was accomplished. Napoleon had
already counselled moderation in his soldiers, telling them to respect
the Mohammedan religion and those who represented it as well as the
national customs. The conquest they were about to undertake was to be
“fraught with incalculable effect upon the commerce and civilization
of the world.” Having secured the city after a short fight, in which
the Mohammedans behaved with traditional daring, Napoleon issued a
proclamation to the people to the effect that he had come to restore
their rights and their religion, and to punish the usurpers, namely
the Mamelukes. He said harsh things of the savage hordes who held the
country in terror, threatening dire results to those who should join
their marauding forces against the French. “For them there will be no
hope; they shall perish!”
He infused new life into the sleepy civic institutions of Alexandria,
gave orders for the repair of the age-worn fortifications, and for
the erection of new batteries as well as for building factories and
schools. In less than a week he was ready to make a move in the
direction of Cairo, leaving 3000 men at Alexandria under Kléber, who
had been wounded in the preliminary brush with the Mamelukes.
A march across sixty miles of burning sand was but the beginning of
the hardships these tried soldiers of fortune were to endure in a land
which neither provided water nor flowed with milk and honey. It seemed
more like the abomination of desolation. Parched, footsore, dispirited,
soldiers and officers alike drew invidious comparisons between the
barren deserts of Egypt and the fertile plains of Lombardy. The die was
cast; there was nothing to do but to follow the leader who frequently
walked at the head of the columns supporting the same discomforts
with cheerful fortitude. Attacks by bands of Mamelukes occasionally
created a diversion and thinned the ranks. A cloud of dust in the
distance would put the army on the defensive. Presently little specks
would emerge which ultimately would resolve themselves into horses
and riders. A short, sharp tussle and again the wild warriors would
be flying over the sand on their swift Arab steeds. The troops soon
became inured to this kind of warfare and learnt to meet it by forming
into squares which the native cavalry, however swift their onslaught,
could not pierce. When the army reached the banks of the Nile the whole
aspect of the country changed and the soldiers took fresh courage.
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