Richard Sharpe at the Battle of Fuentes de Onoro, 1811
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Ah, Sharpe, my good man. This was a riveting read. Perhaps the most hard-fought battle described to date. Wellington et al cut off from retreat, facing a vastly outnumbering enemy, must either win or die. Our British heroes defeat Marshal Massena, a personal friend of Napoleon promoted from the rank of private. A gutter fighter like Sharpe, in some ways.
The fight includes a masterful display of combined arms: galloping guns covering massed infantry, supported by cavalry, and rifleman skirmishers; crossing 3 miles of open plains while continuously harried by hordes of enemy horsemen. The infantry marches, stops to form defensive squares, repels the enemy cavalry, then reforms to march again. Avoiding great blocks of French infantry in hot pursuit as well. A calm fighting retreat displaying all the training and professionalism the British army had going for it.
Of course Sharpe makes a special enemy and needs to personally kill him. He also makes a female frenemy. You know. As Sharpe does.
I am very interested in the 88th Connaught Rangers and the 74th Scottish infantry, as well as other hard charging Highlanders and Warwickshire tough guys. It is so interesting how some of the regiments had such fierce and well-deserved reputations. Not every redcoat is made the same, to be sure.










