CHAPTER X

Talavera

(1809)

“_The battle of Talavera was the hardest fought of modern times._”

WELLINGTON.

The potentialities of the new project were distinctly promising. After

uniting with Cuesta, Wellesley was to follow the course of the Tagus

and cut off Victor’s army of 33,000 troops while the attention of

Sebastiani and Joseph Bonaparte, who had but 17,000 men all told, was

occupied by Venegas.

When last heard of Soult and Ney were in Galicia busily engaged in

suppressing an insurrection, so no opposition was anticipated from

them. In this matter after events proved the facts to be far different

from the surmise. There seemed every likelihood of a successful issue

provided there was no snapping of individual links of the chain of

operations. Wellesley did not find Cuesta a particularly affable

colleague, but he was not the man to assert his own opinion unless he

thought it imperative. He characterized him as having “no military

genius,” which is certainly more favourable than “that deformed-looking

lump of pride, ignorance, and treachery,” which is the description

given to us by Costello. “He was,” the latter adds, “the most

murderous-looking old man I ever saw.” They came together at Oropesa

on the 20th July, their forces totalling 55,000, of which 35,000 were

Spanish. It was the task of Venegas and his 26,000 men to approach

Madrid from the south, and, by a demonstration in force, distract

the attention of Sebastiani. He proved far too slow, and ere he was

able to interfere, Victor, Sebastiani, and Joseph concentrated in the

neighbourhood of Toledo. On the 26th July the last batch of their

50,000 troops came together.

Had Wellesley been allowed to attack on the 23rd July, as he wished,

it is probable that he would have crushed Victor, whose reinforcements

did not begin to arrive until the following day. Cuesta had already

shown his incompetency, and some of his advanced guard had been roughly

handled by a French cavalry division. It was Wellesley’s opinion

that the psychological moment had arrived, but the Spanish commander

objected. “Had we fought then,” Wellesley afterwards averred, “it

would have been as great a battle as Waterloo, and would have cleared

Spain of the French for that time.” The formidable task before him was

not made lighter by the knowledge that the commissariat and transport

arrangements had utterly broken down.

At Talavera, evacuated by Victor, who moved a few miles to the east,

Wellesley was obliged to halt, and even threatened to withdraw from

Spain because of the ill-treatment accorded his famishing troops. “I

have never seen an army,” he says, “so ill-treated in any country, or,

considering that all depends upon its operations, one which deserved

good treatment so much. It is ridiculous to pretend that the country

cannot supply our wants. The French army is well fed, and the soldiers

who are taken in good health, and well supplied with bread, of which

indeed they left a small magazine behind them. This is a rich country

in corn, in comparison with Portugal, and yet, during the whole of my

operations in that country, we never wanted bread but on one day on

the frontiers of Galicia. In the Vera de Plasencia there are means to

supply this army for 4 months, as I am informed, and yet the alcaldes

have not performed their engagements with me. The Spanish army has

plenty of every thing, and we alone, upon whom every thing depends, are

actually starving.”

After considerable trouble Cuesta consented to Wellesley assuming

supreme command of the combined forces. On the afternoon of the

27th the British General mounted his horse and, accompanied by his

staff, rode out of the town to an old château, known as the Casa de

Salinas. His object was to obtain a bird’s-eye view from the roof of

the movements of the enemy on the Alberche. He apprehended no danger,

because Spanish troops occupied the adjacent woods. In this he was

deceived, for a number of French _tirailleurs_ suddenly appearing, the

troops beat a hasty retreat. The Commander-in-Chief jumped from the

wall and regained his horse not a moment too soon. Had it not been for

the near presence of a body of English infantry, who immediately opened

fire, it is extremely probable that Wellington and his staff would have

been captured.

At five o’clock the opposing forces were within touch, the French

having crossed the river and driven in the British piquets, who lost

about 400 men.

One of the finest descriptions of the ensuing battle--or more

correctly, series of battles--is that of Captain M. de Rocca, a French

officer of Hussars, which has the advantage of giving the point of view

of the enemy, and how Wellesley was regarded by one at least of his

combatants.

“The Spaniards,” he says, “were posted in a situation deemed

impregnable, behind old walls and garden-fences, which border and

encompass the city of Talavera.[51] Their right was defended by the

Tagus, and their left joined the English, near a redoubt constructed

on an eminence. The ground in front of the Anglo-Spanish armies was

very unequal, and intersected here and there by ravines, formed by the

rains of winter. The whole extent of their position was covered by the

channel of a pretty deep torrent, at that time dry. The English left

was strengthened by a conical eminence that commanded the greater part

of the field of battle, and which was separated by a deep extensive

valley from the Castilian chain of mountains.

“This eminence was thus in a manner the key to the enemy’s position,

and against this decisive point of attack, an experienced general,

possessed of that intuitive glance which insures success, would

immediately have led the principal part of his disposable force, to

obtain possession of it. He would either have taken it by assault,

or have turned it by the valley. But King Joseph, when he should

have acted, was seized with an unfortunate spirit of indecision and

uncertainty. He attempted only half measures, he distributed his forces

partially, and lost the opportunity of conquering while feeling the way

for it. Marshal Jourdan, the second in command, had not that spur of

patriotism in the Spanish war, which inspired him when he fought in the

plains of Fleurus, to achieve the independence of France.

“The French commenced the engagement by a cannonade and rifle-fire in

advance of their right; and they despatched a single battalion only,

and some sharp-shooters, by the valley, to take the eminence which

defended the English left, never thinking they would do otherwise

than yield. This battalion, however, having to contend with superior

numbers, was repulsed with loss, and compelled to retire. A division of

dragoons, which had gone to reconnoitre Talavera, found the approaches

to that city strongly fortified with artillery, and could not advance.

“At nightfall, the French made another attempt to gain the hill. A

regiment of infantry, followed at a short distance by two others,

attacked the extreme left of the English with unexampled ardour,

arrived at the summit of the hill, and took possession of it. But

having been fiercely assaulted, in its turn, by an entire division

of the English, just, when having conquered, it was breathless with

exertion, it was immediately obliged to give way. One of the two

regiments, commanded to assist in this attack, had lost its way in a

wood on account of the darkness; the other not getting soon enough over

the ravine, which covered the enemy’s position, had not arrived in time.

“Both these attacks had miscarried, though conducted with intrepid

bravery, because they had been made by an inadequate number of

troops. A single battalion had been sent, and then one division, when

a great proportion of the whole army should have been despatched.

These unsuccessful attempts revealed to the English what we designed

next day; and still more evidently demonstrated the importance of

the station they held. They passed the greater part of the night in

fortifying it with artillery.

“The sun rose next morning on the two armies drawn up in battle order,

and again the cannonade commenced. The defence of Portugal being

entrusted to the English army, the fate of that country, and, perhaps,

of all the Peninsula, was now to be decided by this contest. The

veterans of the first and fourth French corps, accustomed for years to

conquer throughout Europe, and always to witness their ardour seconded

by the combined skill of their chiefs, burned with impatience for

orders to engage, and thought to overthrow all before them by one well

conjoined assault.

“One division alone, of three regiments of infantry, was sent by the

valley to storm the position, of which we had, for a moment, obtained

possession the preceding evening. After considerable loss, this

division reached the top of the eminence, and was just about taking

it. One of the regiments had already advanced as far as the artillery,

when their charge was repulsed, and the whole division was forced to

retire. The English, apprehending by this renewed attack that the

French designed to turn their left by the valley, stationed their

cavalry there; and caused a division of the Spaniards to occupy the

skirts of the high Castilian mountains beyond it. The French receded

to the ground they first occupied. The cannonade continued for another

hour, and then became gradually silent. The overpowering heat of

mid-day obliged both armies to suspend the combat, and observe a kind

of involuntary truce, during which the wounded were removed.

“King Joseph, having at last gone himself to reconnoitre the enemy’s

position, gave orders, at four o’clock, for a general attack against

the army of England. A division of dragoons was left to observe the

Spaniards in the direction of Talavera. General Sebastiani’s corps

marched against the right of the English, while Marshal Victor’s three

divisions of infantry, followed by masses of cavalry, charged against

their left, to attack the eminence by the valley. King Joseph and

Marshal Jourdan took part with the reserve, in the rear of the 4th

division. The artillery and musketry were not long in being heard.

“The English Commander, stationed on the hill which overlooked the

field of battle, was present always where danger demanded his presence.

He could survey, at a glance, every corps of his army, and perceive

below him the least movement of the French. He saw the line of battle

formed, the columns disposed for the conflict; he penetrated their

designs by their arrangements, and thus had time to order his plans,

so as to penetrate and prevent those of his foes. The position of the

English army was naturally strong and difficult of approach, both in

front and flank; but in the rear it was quite accessible, and gave

ample freedom to their troops to hasten to the quarter threatened.

“The French had a ravine to pass before they could reach the enemy.

They had to advance over ground much intersected, very rugged and

unequal, obliging them frequently to break their line; and the

positions they attacked had been previously fortified. The left

could not see the right, or know what was passing there, for the

rising ground between them. Every corps of the army fought apart,

with unparalleled bravery, and ability too, but there was no

co-operation in their efforts. The French were not then commanded by a

General-in-chief, the resources of whose genius might have compensated

for the advantages which the nature of the ground denied them and

yielded to their enemies.

“The division of Lapisse first passed the ravine, attacked the

fortified eminence, ascended it in defiance of a fire of grape-shot

which mowed down its ranks, but was repulsed with the loss of its

General and a great number of officers and soldiers. In retreating,

it left the right of the fourth corps uncovered, which the British

artillery took in flank, and forced for a moment to retire. The left

of General Sebastiani’s corps advanced under a most intense fire of

artillery to the fort of a redoubt on the right of the English, and

between the combined armies. It was too far advanced, and too soon

forward--it was encountered and driven back by the united corps of the

English right and the Spanish left. Assistance came, and the combat

was renewed. In the centre, Marshal Victor rallied the division of

Lapisse at the foot of the hill, and abandoned all further attempt to

gain possession of it. The French then tried to turn it either by the

right or left. Villatte’s division advanced in the valley, and Ruffin’s

moved to the right of this by the foot of the Castilian mountains.

The cavalry, forming a second line, were in readiness to debouch into

the plain in the rear of the enemy whenever the infantry could open a

passage.

“Just as the French began to move, the English, with two regiments

of cavalry, made a charge against their masses. They engaged in the

valley, passed onwards regardless of the fire of several battalions

of infantry, between the divisions of Villatte and Ruffin, and fell

with impetuosity never surpassed on the 10th and 26th regiments of

our chasseurs. The 10th could not resist the charge. They opened their

ranks, but rallied immediately, and nearly the whole of the 23rd

regiment of light dragoons at the head of the English cavalry was

either destroyed or taken captive.

“A division of the English Royal Guards, stationed on the left and

centre of their army, being charged by the French, at first repulsed

them vigorously; but one of its brigades, being too far advanced, was

in its turn taken in flank by the fire of the French artillery and

infantry, sustained considerable loss, and retreated with difficulty

behind their second line. The French took advantage of this success;

they again moved forward, and but one other effort was necessary to

break through into the plain, and combat on equal ground. But King

Joseph thought it was too late to advance with the reserve, and the

attack was delayed till the following day.[52] Night again closed over

us, and the conflict ceased from exhaustion, without either side having

won such a decided advantage as to entitle it to claim the victory.

“The corps of Marshals Victor and Sebastiani withdrew successively

during the night towards the reserve, leaving an advanced guard of

cavalry on the scene of the engagement, to take care of the wounded.

The English, who expected a new attack in the morning, were greatly

surprised when day dawned to see that their enemies, leaving twenty

pieces of cannon, had retreated to their old position on the Alberche.

The English and Spaniards, according to their own accounts, lost 6,616

men.[53] The French had nearly 10,000 slain.”

Wellesley characterizes the battle as “a most desperate one ... we had

about two to one against us; fearful odds! but we maintained all our

positions, and gave the enemy a terrible beating.” Very few of the

Spanish troops were engaged in any real sense, although those who took

an active part behaved well, and one of the cavalry regiments “made

an excellent and well-timed charge.” The majority of them were in a

“miserable state of discipline” and “entirely incapable of performing

any manœuvre, however simple.” There was a sad lack of _morale_,

qualified officers were few, and seemed either unable or unwilling to

follow their allies in the matter of subjecting their men to definite

regulations. When the British soldiers were engaged in removing

the wounded and in burying the dead after Talavera, “the arms and

accoutrements of both were collected and carried away by the Spanish

troops.”

The exhausted condition of his army prevented Wellesley from following

the enemy, but as Venegas was on the move and threatening Madrid, this

was not regarded as of consummate importance. Of more immediate concern

was the alarming intelligence received by the Commander-in-Chief a few

hours later that Soult’s army was no longer in Galicia, but marching to

intercept the British communications with Portugal.

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