CHAPTER XX

FIRST DAY'S BATTLES

That first day of the battle of the Aisne, September 12, 1914,

which was indeed rather preparatory than actual, was also marked by

some unusually brilliant cavalry work in General Allenby's division.

The German line was on the farther side of the Aisne, but all the

hill country between the Marne and the Aisne had to be cleared of

the powerful rear guards of the retreating German army, or perhaps

it would be more correct to say the advance guards of the new German

line. Early in the morning the cavalry under General Allenby swept

out from the town of Braisne on the Vesle and harried in every

direction the strong detachments that had been sent forward, driving

them back to the Aisne. Over the high wooded ridge between the

Vesle and the Aisne the Germans were driven back, and the Third

Division, under General Hamilton, supported the cavalry in force,

so that, by the evening, General Hamilton's division was able to

camp below the hill of Brenelle, and even, before night fell, to

get their guns upon that height, from which they could reply to

the German batteries snugly ensconced upon the frowning ridge on

the northern bank of the Aisne.

The Fifth British Division, under Sir Charles Fergusson, found

itself in a tight place at the confluence of the Vesle and Aisne

Rivers, for at that point lay a stretch of flat bottomland exposed

to the German fire. By a ruse, which returned upon their own heads,

the Germans had preserved one bridge across the Aisne, the bridge at

Condé. This was done as a lure to Sir Charles Fergusson's forces,

but even more so it was intended as a sallying point as soon as

the German army deemed itself in a position to attack again. The

bridge was destined to figure in the events of the great conflict

when the grapple should come.

One of the most graphic of all the accounts of the fighting of that

day was from the pen of a major in the British field artillery,

and it presented in sharp and vivid colors how the field artillery

joined with the cavalry in clearing the German troops from the

hills between the Marne and the Aisne. He wrote:

"We got the order to go off and join a battery under Colonel ----'s

orders. We came en route under heavy shrapnel fire on the road. I

gave the order to walk, as the horses had hardly had any food for

a couple of days, and also I wanted to steady the show. I can't

say I enjoyed walking along at the head with old ---- behind me,

especially when six shrapnel burst right in front of us. We got

there just in time, rushed into action, and opened fire on a German

counterattack at short range, destroying the lot so far as I could

see.

"We then moved slightly to another position to take on a valley,

down which they were attacking, and were at it the whole day, firing

about 900 rounds into quantities of German attacks and counterattacks.

They cannot stand the shrapnel, and the moment I got one on them

they turned and bolted back to the wood.

"I got on to their trenches; one shell dropped in. [It would appear

from this that some of the advance guards of the new defense line

were either intrenching or occupying trenches made during the battles

of the Marne, probably the latter, or else the writer is speaking of

the actions of his battery on the 10th as well as the 12th before

the invaders had retreated across the Marne.] I was enfilading

them, and they tore out of the trenches, and so on, each trench in

turn, and fell in hundreds. Also, through the range finder, ----

saw I'd hit a machine gun, and they had abandoned it and another. So

it went all day, shells and bullets humming around, but only one of

my staff horses was hit. Our infantry advancing and retiring--others

advancing and coming back--Germans doing likewise, a hellish din

of shell fire, and me pouring in fire whenever I could see them.

"At last I got six shrapnel into a wood and cleared a heap of them

out and got into them with shrapnel. It was awful! The sergeant major

put his hand up to his head and said: "Oh, sir, it's terrible!" That

seemed to settle them, and at last we saw the infantry advancing

to their positions without resistance.

"Now was my chance. I determined to get those machine guns if I

could, as otherwise the infantry would. So I left ---- in command

and got the trumpeter, sergeant major, and six men with six rifles,

and went forward 'to reconnoiter,' as I reported to ---- after I

had gone. It was a weird ride, through thick black woods, holding

my revolver ready, going in front with the little trumpeter behind

and the others following some way in the rear. We passed some very

bad sights, and knew the woods were full of Germans who were afraid

to get away on account of the dreaded shell fire. We got in front

of our infantry, who were going to fire at us, but I shouted just

in time.

"At last we came to the edge of a wood, and in front of us, about

200 yards away, was a little cup-shaped copse, and the enemy's

trenches with machine guns a little farther on. I felt sure this

wood was full of Germans, as I had seen them go in earlier. I started

to gallop for it, and the others followed. Suddenly about fifty

Germans bolted out, firing at us. I loosed off my revolver as fast

as I could, and ---- loosed off his rifle from the saddle. They

must have thought we were a regiment of cavalry, for, except for

a few, they suddenly yelled and bolted. I stopped and dismounted

my lot to fire at them, to make sure that they didn't change their

minds.

"I waited for a lull, and mounted all my lot behind the bushes

and made them spring as I gave the word to gallop for cover to the

woods where the Welsh company was. There I got ----, who understands

them (the guns), and an infantryman who volunteered to help, and

---- and I ran up to the Maxims and took out the breech mechanism

of both and one of the belts, and carried away one whole Maxim.

We couldn't manage the other.

"We got back very slowly on account of the gun, and the men went wild

with excitement that we had got one gun complete and the mechanism

and belt of the other."

With such incidents the pursuit of the Germans across the Marne

and to the Aisne was replete, and so thoroughly did the advance

French and English troops scour that country that when the morning

of September 13, 1914, dawned there was scarcely a German soldier

left on the southern side of the Aisne, west of Rheims.

The administration of the German armies meanwhile had been markedly

changed. In the turning movement on the Marne the plan was clearly

outlined, each commander had his instructions, and that was all.

But with the need for changes of plan there was need for a directing

head, and Field Marshal van Heeringen was sent in a hurry to take

charge of the Aisne. This placed both General von Kluck and General

von Bülow into subordinate positions. Field Marshal von Heeringen

held a deserved reputation as one of the most brilliant as well

as one of the most iron-willed of the German military leaders.

He had been the backbone of the crown prince's movement against

Troyon, a movement which, given a day or two longer, might have

meant the capture of Verdun.

This was not the only factor that was framing up to give the German

armies a decided advantage. The essential factor of the Aisne was

the arrival of General von Zwehl and his guns. On September 13,

1914, at 6 a. m., Zwehl arrived in Laon, and in less than an hour

he was in action on the Aisne front. The story of General von Zwehl

and his guns is essential to an understanding of the causes that

rendered the British victory of the Aisne a barren and a fruitless

victory at best.

The week of September 5-12, 1914, witnessed the entire series of

the battles of the Marne, which drove the Germans across the Marne

and across the Aisne, as well as a German victory which exerted

almost as powerful an influence in favor of the invaders as the

check at the Marne did for the defenders. This victory was the

fall of Maubeuge. It is going too far to say--as several military

writers have done--that General von Zwehl saved Germany, and that

unless he had arrived as opportunely as he did the "German retreat

to the Aisne valley would have been changed into a disastrous and

overwhelming rout." But it is not going too far to say that the

successful holding of the Aisne line was due to the victor of Maubeuge.

General von Zwehl was one of the iron-jawed battle-scarred warriors

of 1870, a man with a will as metallic as his own siege guns, and

a man who could no more be deflected from his purpose than a shell

could be diverted in its flight. He had been set to reduce Maubeuge

and he had done so with speed and with thoroughness. Maubeuge was

not protected by open-air earthworks, but by a circle of armor-plate

concrete forts. To the mighty siege guns handled by General von

Zwehl, these were no trouble, for Von Zwehl had not only the heavy

batteries attached to the Seventh Army Reserve, but he also had a

number of Von Kluck's guns and the majority of General von Bülow's,

neither of whom was expected to need siege guns in the forward

drive where mobility was an essential. In addition to this, General

von Zwehl also had the great siege train that had been prepared

for the reduction of Paris. What chance had Maubeuge against such

a potency?

On September 8, 1914, word reached General von Zwehl that the forward

drive had failed, that the main armies had been beaten back and

that he was to bring up his guns as rapidly as possible to cover

the retreat. As rapidly as he could, to General von Zwehl, meant

but one thing--to get there! He collected 9,000 reserve troops,

which was almost immediately swelled by another 9,000, and with

a total of 18,000 troops he started his siege trains for the town

of Laon, where Field Marshal von Heeringen had taken up his

headquarters. The weather turned bad, rendering the heavy guns

extremely difficult to handle, but there could be no delay, no

explanations, to General von Zwehl. If a gun was to be brought it

was to be brought and that was all about it! Four days and three

nights of almost continuous marching is killing. The German commander

cared nothing for that. The guns must be kept moving. Could he get

them there on time? In the last twenty-four hours of the march,

his 18,000 troops covered 41 miles and they arrived in Laon at six

o'clock in the morning of September 13, 1914, and were in action an

hour later. The problem, therefore, before the English and French at

the Aisne, was not the carrying of the river against a disheartened

and retreating army, but the carrying of the river against a

well-thought-out and forceful plan--a plan, moreover, backed up

by the most powerful artillery that the world has ever seen.

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