464
pages, Little, Brown and Company, ISBN-13: 978-0316015035
If
you can set aside the Hollywood and Shakespearean versions of Henry V for a few
hours and immerse yourself in the details of the complete campaign in France in
1415 – starting with the ascension of the young king and running through to
hints of the eventual outcomes of the war (think Joan of Arc and some rare
French victories in revenge) – you will find an exhaustive and at times
exhausting account of piety, intrigue, treachery, treason, courage, leadership
and good, old-fashioned battlefield management in Juliet Barker’s Agincourt: Henry V and the Battle That Made
England. The complex, seemingly comic (at least to most Americans, who
never had to experience the lineage of kings, dukes, earls and knights) genealogy
that makes Henry first King of England and then to claim his rightful place as
King of France provides the first third of the book. To the uninitiated (that
is, to anyone who is NOT an English historian) the people, the claims, the
terms, can be bewildering…but stick with it, as it is the Big Picture that
really matters. Barker provides ample details of the skill and leadership of
Henry V in first convincing others of his claims, and then in convincing his
parliament to fund his huge undertaking. Like a pious politician, he wins the
hearts and pocketbooks of his people, forms an army, and sails for France.
First,
he must take the French port of Harfleur, which he overwhelms even as his own
army is wracked by dysentery. After a more protracted siege than he expected,
Henry must then set off overland for Calais, which is not that far – just up
the coast, really – but there is the Somme River, a mile wide at the sea, and a
pestering French force stopping his river crossing. So Henry detours, even cuts
away from the river, than takes advantage of an opportunity to cross. With the
crossing, he sets the stage for Agincourt (or rather, “Azincourt”), as the
French have taken Henry’s delays as a chance to form up between Henry and
Calais. Bad fortune, stupidity, hubris, and rain do in the French almost as
much as does Henry’s wise use of archers, topography, and spikes. On this
second point, Henry takes the bold move to narrow the gap in the field he must
cover, providing him with one final edge on this cold, muddy day. Estimates of
the French strength run as high as 150,000 men, but 18,000 to 30,000 is rather
more realistic; the English have 6,000 to 9,000 but, more importantly, the English
have firm, clear leadership – and few knights planning to charge stupidly through
the muddy field. For the French the battle is brief and disastrous, and by day’s
end the heralds can see clearly the carnage. The finest of French nobility lies
dead or captive by the English. Henry returns in somewhat modest triumph; credit
for the victory goes to God, and he sees the French as having been punished for
their sins. Agincourt takes its place as one of the most memorable battles in
western history.
Barker
is a thorough journalist, and she captures human elements that transcend time
and tradition. Endnotes are detailed, descriptive, and numerous, but a few more
maps would have helped. And expect to be periodically confused unless you
understand claims to royalty.
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