To the north, over the hilltops, a bank of cloud was ominous and still on the horizon, but otherwise the sky was arching an untouched blue over the pale grass and rocks. To Sharpe’s eyes there was nothing strange in the landscape. A rock thrush, startled and noisy, flew from the Company’s path, and Sharpe saw Harper smile with enjoyment…
For a while I have resisted the siren call of Bernard Cornwell’s fictional 19th century war hero, Richard Sharpe, a British soldier elevated to Captain after recent success in the Peninsula War - so wonderfully portrayed by actor Sean Bean. But no longer. The year is 1810 and with the war almost certainly lost Wellington, headquartered at Celerico, Portugal, sends Sharpe and his Company across the border to seize gold held in the partisan town of Casatejada in the Extremadura province of Spain.
The words flow off the pages as the Light Infantry takes to the high ground, unforgiving terrain to outflank the advancing French cavalry, enduring exhaustion and the weather, the dull green uniforms of the Company contrasting with those of the Redcoats; lances and bayonets, swords, muskets and rifles - even the rudimentary way the men field strip and clean their weapons is described, while Sharpe displays a genuine affection for (and some irritation) the men under his command.
Daniel Hagman had an uncanny ability to find his way in the darkness. Sharpe often wondered how the old poacher had ever been caught, but he supposed that one night the Cheshireman had drunk too much…
This is warfare at its bloodiest and aside from the soldiers, civilians - young, old, women, even dogs are massacred by the French in their zeal, which makes for confronting reading. Aside from evading the French, Sharpe is up against the Partisan leader El Católico, who is as ruthless as the invaders.
(I had never thought about it before but the word guerillas is of course “little war’. There are interesting alliances: the Polish fighting with the French, a German (King’s) Regiment with the British. George III is in failing health and the following year George IV takes over as Regent).
Bloodshed apart, this is a thrilling story, well-told, with romance between Sharpe and the feisty daughter of a Partisan leader, betrothed to El Católico, as the parties converge on the soon-to-be sieged fortifications of Almeida, Portugal. By Sharpe’s side strides the giant Ulsterman Sgt. Patrick Augustine Harper, who love his birds. I noted: barn owl, nightjar, an exaltation of larks, red kite and rock thrush.
Verdict: definitely a convert.