Rules of War. Iain Gale

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СКАЧАТЬ than a diversion intended to draw away the marshal’s reserves from his centre.’

      Orkney’s face became an even deeper shade of pink: ‘Diversion? My attack a diversion? I’ll give His Grace diversion, by God. Tell that to those men lying dead upon that plain and at the barricades. Tell them why they died, by God.’

      Cadogan shook his head. He nodded and made to grasp Orkney’s shoulder, but the general recoiled. ‘I know, George, I know. But fact is the duke did not think it prudent to inform you, or any of his commanders …’

      Orkney laughed: ‘Not prudent? God’s blood, William! When is it prudent then to attack at all?’

      A French battery on the high ground behind the village, observing the group of officers standing in the square, had ranged them and now shot began to fall perilously close, crashing into the cobbles and sending up splinters of stone.

      Cadogan spoke again, in a more official tone: ‘Lord Orkney, the clear truth of the matter is, you have no cavalry in support of you. Look beyond the village. His Grace has commanded all the horse to move to the centre there to engage the enemy and to rout him. And that will happen. Look for yourself. You are isolated – stay here and you will without doubt be outflanked. You must retire, my friend, and you must do so at once. I am truly sorry.’

      Orkney rubbed at his wig with his hands and then at his rheumy eyes. Finally, staring at the aide he nodded. ‘Very well. I shall do as you ask. But only as you come direct from His Grace and at the personal request of Lord Cadogan here. Inform the duke that I intend to ride to him forthwith and if I find you to be at fault then I shall not hesitate to make you pay, so help me.’

      As Cadogan smiled and clapped the general on the back, Hawkins, who had remained silent, walked up to Steel, smiling. ‘They’re old friends, Jack. I grant you it goes against everything we should do. But there is sense in it, brilliance even. No doubt they will settle it amicably over a glass of wine, once we have beaten Marshal Villeroi.’

      ‘Are we winning then, sir?’

      ‘Now, Jack, I would be a foolish man to say that, wouldn’t I? While you were up here taking this village, down there on the plain there has been a great cavalry battle. General Overkirk has turned the French horse. Now though comes the real crisis. If this next manoeuvre goes according to the duke’s plan then I do believe that very soon we might well be the victors. It’s as well that I found you, Jack, although you’d have got it by hand of an orderly just as well. The Guards are to remain here in the village until the last, to cover the withdrawal. You and the other companies of all the brigade’s Grenadiers under Lord Orkney’s command are needed forthwith in the centre where we intend to make a grand assault. Take your company and report to the Dutch. I’ll see Colonel Farquharson. You will be seconded to a Major van Cutzem of the Dutch infantry.’

      ‘You come here merely to deliver orders? Colonel Hawkins, I know you better than that.’

      ‘Indeed you do, Jack, and you are quite right. I have you in mind for a particular purpose. I can say no more of it as yet. I had not seen you for a fortnight and simply wanted to make sure that you still lived. Keep yourself safe this day, Jack, I shall have need of you ere long.’

      Orkney had left to rejoin his staff and as Cadogan mounted up and Hawkins went to join him, he cast a glance back over his shoulder. ‘Oh, and Jack, I forgot to wish you good luck. Though it always seems to run with you.’

      Steel smiled and nodded. Even as the French battery continued to fire, the shot coming in just above their heads and crashing into the walls of the surrounding houses, he strode across to where Slaughter and the men still stood at attention.

      ‘Stand down, Sarn’t.’

      Hansam approached him, eager-eyed: ‘So, do we attack?’

      Steel stared at the ground, and drew with his sword in the dirt. ‘No. We’re moving out.’

      Slaughter spoke up: ‘After the French already, sir. Is the battle won then?’

      ‘Not exactly, Jacob. We’re to move backwards and to the left – not forward. We are to withdraw and proceed to the centre.’

      Hansam shook his head, laughed and reached for his snuff box.

      The sergeant spoke in disbelief: ‘What, after taking the village and climbing up that bloody hill? And with all those men dead?’

      ‘Those are our orders. We are seconded to a Dutch battalion. I’d take it as an honour if I were you, Sarn’t.’

      Steel could see the logic in Marlborough’s strategy, although he could not condone the decision not to vouchsafe the plan to Orkney, and he sympathized with the general’s indignation. If you were to mount a convincing feint upon the enemy’s flank intended to draw out his reserves, what better way to do it than persuade your own men that it was in earnest? It was not fair – but then, thought Steel, what was fair in this new warfare in which every fight brought some new surprise. As much had been plain to him in Bavaria before Blenheim, and since then he had seen time and again evidence of a changing attitude which directed their actions in every theatre of the present conflict, from Flanders down to Spain and Portugal.

      He stopped drawing maps in the dirt and looked up: ‘Move the men out, Sarn’t. Column of threes. And try to keep the files at a little distance. We don’t want to present too good a target to the French gunners.’

      Slaughter, still seething at the inexplicable order to move back, took out his fury on the Grenadiers. ‘You heard the officer. Marching formation in threes. And look sharp about it. You there, Sullivan. Get in step, damn your eyes! I said move.’ To emphasize the need for haste he prodded another particularly slow Grenadier, whose stature made up for his lack of wit, with the haft of his halberd. ‘Come on Milligan, you lump of lard. We don’t want you to be late for the next dance, do we? Let’s give the Frenchies back their village now. Quick as you can, lads. Mustn’t keep ’em waiting.’

      They marched off to the left and down a narrow street and out of the village, slightly to the south and west of the way they had come up, but still close enough to see the limp red mounds which were the bodies of their fallen comrades. Slaughter noticed the nervous glances cast towards the dead: ‘Eyes front now. Pick up the pace there, Tarling. The Frenchies won’t wait all day for us. You don’t want a bayonet up your arse, do you?’

      As they made their way down the slope and towards the centre of the allied line Steel realized that they were marching in a dip in the ground and thus quite invisible to the enemy, even positioned as they were on the higher ground. There was no way in fact that the French could possibly know that Marlborough was moving the right wing into the centre or what he intended. Casting a glance to his left, up to the British lines, Steel saw that the regimental colours of every battalion in Orkney’s brigade were still in place with their escort on the ridge-line. On Marlborough’s instruction a token force had been left there quite deliberately so that to the untutored eye what remained on the crest would present the appearance of several battalions in close order. He realized too that it was quite brilliant. Steel knew in that moment that his confidence in the duke had not been misplaced and he knew too that soon Orkney would understand. Within minutes the duke would have a huge advantage of numbers in the centre of the battlefield. And then they would see what happened.

      Ahead of them now Steel could see the flank of a Dutch battalion, blue-coated and poker-straight, standing quite still, despite the withering fire from the French cannon on the rising ground to their left. Steel spotted the officer and waved the men on.

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