The other day I came across a book on my Kindle that I had ordered but then forgotten to read - yeeeeees, quite! Anyway, the book is "Blenheim: the Battle for Europe" and it was written by Charles Spencer, aka: Earl Spencer, well, naturally one does not allow any old riff-raff into one's Kindle! I am enjoying it not least because the hero of the story, John Churchill, the first Duke of Marlborough, is also a hero to me. Of course, I might just be a teensy-weensy bit biased because the only other book I have read on the subject was Winston Churchill's hagiography of his distinguished ancestor.
Out of curiosity I checked Charles Spencer's book on Wiki and came across a review by Frank McLynn (no, me neither!) in The Independent. Mr. McLynn is obviously and definitely not a fan of the late, great Duke! The sub-heading to his review is "The luck of a grasping creep". He then goes on to summarise the Duke's victory at Blenheim as being the result of French stupidity:
Marlborough's victory was due to a number of disparate factors: poor French intelligence; low levels of cooperation between the French and their allies; the inflexibility of the French front - its units in Blenheim village were cooped up and unable to come to the aid of the centre - plus the inability of the pistol-firing French cavalry to deal with the impact of the sabre-wielding English horsemen. Most of all, Marlborough won because of Tallard's incompetence. The Marshal failed to contest the Anglo-Austrian passage of the Nebel (a tributary of the Danube) and fatuously waited for his foe to form up on the other side before giving battle. As Spencer admits, if Tallard had disputed the crossing - as any half-decent commander would have done - Marlborough could not have won.
That, it seems to me, is the equivalent of saying that the allied triumph in Normandy in 1944 was entirely the result of a particularly stupid German army. Well, I suppose that all battles are won or lost by a mixture of positive attributes as well as negative faults by the parties concerned but in the end the results speak for themselves. I checked up on Mr. McLynn and did not faint in shock on learning that he once wrote a book on the various attempted revolutions in the history of 'this our septic Isle' and the reviewer seemed to think that Mr. McLynn was somewhat wistful at the failure rate! The French and the Russians seem to do all that revolution stuff so much better than us!
So it is not too surprising that Mr. McLynn takes an exceedingly dim view of the first Duke of Marlborough, known affectionately to his troops as 'Corporal John' not least because of the care and attention he took ensure that their pay, their rations and their attendant medical services were provided as best as could be in those primitive times. He was also noted for his tendency to appear at the most dangerous but critical points in the various battles he fought.
Of course, his most famous battle was at Blenheim but a greater indication of his genius for war was the extra-ordinary manoeuvre which proceeded it. He deceived the French into thinking that he would attack along the Moselle and then, in great secrecy, he laid a long line of resupply points along a proposed route to the Danube aimed at supporting his crumbling ally, the Austrian empire. The French were totally duped. Prior to the manoeuvre, Marlborough met an equal military genius, Prince Eugene of Savoy, and incredibly the two men hit it off instantly and their trust in each other was total. When did that ever happen in military history?
Anyway, I have droned on for far too long and in case you have forgotten I have a book to read! I trust tonight before dinner you will all raise a glass to the memory of Britain's greatest soldier.
"incredibly the two men hit it off instantly and their trust in each other was total. When did that ever happen in military history?"
Montgomery and himself ?
Posted by: david morris | Tuesday, 14 November 2017 at 17:03
Right, Pte. Morris, you're on a charge!
Posted by: David Duff | Tuesday, 14 November 2017 at 17:07
MacArthur and himself, who incidentally referred to himself in the third person!
Posted by: TheBigHenry | Tuesday, 14 November 2017 at 17:19
Patton and his mirror?
Posted by: whitewall | Tuesday, 14 November 2017 at 17:21
Hear, hear.
Marlborough is on the revered list of "commanders who never lost a battle" ...
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Commanders_who_never_lost_a_battle
By George and all the Saints, we could do with some quality like that across "public service" right now, eh?
SoD
Posted by: Loz | Tuesday, 14 November 2017 at 20:20
Loz,
I don't think MacArthur would have made a good prez, but he was a good viceroy (over Japan).
Posted by: TheBigHenry | Tuesday, 14 November 2017 at 21:02
General Slim?
Posted by: Timbo | Wednesday, 15 November 2017 at 03:13
General Slim?
Field Marshall Sir William Slim. An example of a good general in a bad place who still went on to win. His book "Defeat into Victory" is worth reading.
His openness about the retreat from Burma and then the re-taking of same is commendable.
Posted by: AussieD | Wednesday, 15 November 2017 at 04:14
Yes, AussieD, I remember (just) years ago reading a book about Slim's campaign in Burma and he stands out to me as Britain's best fighting General of WWII. Even so, he was at a lower level of responsibility than Marlborough in his day who had to operate at the level of grand strategy and politics.
Posted by: David Duff | Wednesday, 15 November 2017 at 09:28
My understanding is that Marlborough engineered the French into concentrating their forces in the wrong places weakening the centre. Also he planned with Prince Eugene that he (Eugene) should attack the French left wing so as to also draw forces away from the centre. In fact waited for Eugene to be in position before he commenced the battle. Once the centre was weak enough exploited it and won the day. Sure French incompetence helped but it was magnified by Marlborough knowing Tallard was incompetent and used it to his advantage.
Posted by: Epikouros | Wednesday, 15 November 2017 at 11:09
Entirely right, 'Epi', he was a master of the art of manoeuvre and a first-rate fighter of battles. What a pity we didn't have him around during WWI!
Posted by: David Duff | Wednesday, 15 November 2017 at 12:00
David - not sure it would have made a whole lot of difference. For most of that war we were fighting in impossible ground trying to recapture well fortified positions on raised ground.
When somebody with a bit more imagination tried to break the stalemate it resulted in Gallipoli.
But I absolutely intend to read up about Corporal John (was that substantive like our host?) who I agree must have been one of our finest ever warlords. Thanks for the pointer.
Posted by: Cuffleyburgers | Wednesday, 15 November 2017 at 12:40
This was posted by my friend Richard but, alas, in the wrong thread, so I have reproduced it here, where it belongs.
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Digressing to the battle of Blenheim itself... An old poem (1798) that still packs a punch.
After Blenheim
It was a summer evening,
Old Kaspar’s work was done,
And he before his cottage door
Was sitting in the sun,
And by him sported on the green
His little grandchild Wilhelmine.
She saw her brother Peterkin
Roll something large and round,
Which he beside the rivulet
In playing there had found;
He came to ask what he had found,
That was so large, and smooth, and round.
Old Kaspar took it from the boy,
Who stood expectant by;
And then the old man shook his head,
And, with a natural sigh —
“‘Tis some poor fellow’s skull,” said he,
“Who fell in the great victory.
“I find them in the garden,
For there’s many here about;
And often when I go to plough,
The ploughshare turns them out.
For many thousand men,” said he,
“Were slain in that great victory.”
“Now tell us what ’twas all about,”
Young Peterkin, he cries;
And little Wilhelmine looks up
With wonder-waiting eyes;
“Now tell us all about the war,
And what they fought each other for.”
“It was the English,” Kaspar cried,
“Who put the French to rout;
But what they fought each other for,
I could not well make out;
But everybody said,” quoth he,
“That ’twas a famous victory.
“My father lived at Blenheim then,
Yon little stream hard by;
They burnt his dwelling to the ground,
And he was forced to fly;
So with his wife and child he fled,
Nor had he where to rest his head.
“With fire and sword the country round
Was wasted far and wide,
And many a childing mother then,
And new-born baby died;
But things like that, you know, must be
At every famous victory.
“They say it was a shocking sight
After the field was won;
For many thousand bodies here
Lay rotting in the sun;
But things like that, you know, must be
After a famous victory.
“Great praise the Duke of Marlbro’ won,
And our good Prince Eugene.”
“Why, ’twas a very wicked thing!”
Said little Wilhelmine.
“Nay… nay… my little girl,” quoth he,
“It was a famous victory.
“And everybody praised the Duke
Who this great fight did win.”
“But what good came of it at last?”
Quoth little Peterkin.
“Why that I cannot tell,” said he,
“But ’twas a famous victory.”
Robert Southey
Posted by: David Duff | Wednesday, 15 November 2017 at 13:52
I take your point, Cuffers, because until the tank was moderately effective, and until 'Col. Blimp' worked out how to use it properly, then defence had it over offense. But perhaps we should have remained on the defensive and put even greater efforts into allowing the navy to gradually starve the Germans into surrender.
Posted by: David Duff | Wednesday, 15 November 2017 at 14:03