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World Scientific
Chee Kai Chua • Wai Yee Yeong
Nanyang Technological University, Singapore
Bioprinting
Principles and Applications
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11. v
Dedication
My wife, Wendy, and children, Cherie, Clement and Cavell, whose
forbearance, support and motivation have made it possible for us to
finish writing this book.
Chee Kai
Tee Seng. For his faith, and our bundles of joy, Bao Rong and Zi Kai.
Wai Yee
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13. vii
Foreword
Three-dimensional (3D) bioprinting, also known as organ printing, is a
rapidly evolving multidisciplinary area of biomedical research and it can
be defined as a robotic additive biofabrication of functional 3D tissue
and organ constructs using biomaterials and living cells according to the
predefined digital model. Publication of a textbook on 3D Bioprinting is
an important historic event and milestone in the development of 3D
bioprinting technology. It is a direct manifestation of the beginning of
maturation of this emerging research and engineering field.
Outstanding textbooks are usually written by prestigious academics
who have extensive knowledge on the field, have significant experience
in teaching for students at universities and have already written and
published books. In this context, Profs. Chee Kai Chua and Wai Yee
Yeong’s team represents: (i) a research group with impressive record of
highly cited publications in top professional journals; (ii) one of the first
in the world to conduct a special Masters course on “Biofabrication”
including 3D bioprinting at Nanyang Technological University; and (iii)
having Prof. Chee Kai Chua as already the leading author of one of the
best textbooks on “Rapid Prototyping” in the first 3 editions and the
latest edition “3D Printing and Additive Manufacturing” released in
2014, with all 4 editions being very popular with students, professors and
engineers.
I am sure that this very well organised and written, professionally
balanced and richly illustrated book on 3D bioprinting will be another
textbook that will be a classic in the bioprinting field. It will be highly
demanded by students, engineers, researchers and educators who have
the courage and ambitions to explore the field of bioprinting. Moreover,
writing and publishing such a textbook on 3D bioprinting and the
14. viii Foreword
associated organisation, classification and presentation of accumulated
new knowledge is also an important contribution to the further
development of this research field. I am also very confident that the
researcher who will first successfully bioprint and implant human organ
will say in his or her Nobel speech that he or she was inspired by Profs.
Chee Kai Chua and Wai Yee Yeong’s classic textbook on 3D
bioprinting.
Vladimir Mironov
MD, PhD
Visting Professor
Division of 3D Technologies
Renato Archer Center for Information Technology
Campinas, SP, Brazil
&
Chief Scientific Officer
Laboratory of Biotechnological Research
3D Bioprinting Solutions,
Moscow, Russia
15. ix
Preface
With the ever increasing demand for suitable replacements and organ
transplantation, Tissue Engineering (TE), an interdisciplinary technology
which emerged thirty years ago, has become a feasible solution, bringing
great hope to patients who are desperate to look for tissue and organ
substitutes. The classic approaches are solid scaffold-based
biofabrication approaches, which utilise a temporary and biodegradable
supporting structure, known as scaffold, for engineering and culturing
specific tissues. These approaches, though promising, still face a number
of challenges, including immunogenicity, host inflammatory responses,
rate of degradation, toxicity of degradation products and fibrous tissue
formation resulting from scaffold degradation. These issues may have
long term effects for the biological function of the engineered tissue.
In recent years, three-dimensional (3D) bioprinting has drawn
increasing attention due to its ability to create 3D structures with living
biological elements. Many scientists and engineers believe that 3D
bioprinting has the potential to emerge as the leading manufacturing
paradigm of the 21st
century. Bioprinting requires a broad range of
expertise from three major disciplines, namely, biology (e.g. tissue and
cell behaviours), mechanical engineering (e.g. additive manufacturing,
machine design and control and CAD/CAM) and materials science (e.g.
biomaterials). Working in this field requires extensive interdisciplinary
knowledge. As a result, students and engineers who are from other areas
often find difficult and sometimes frustrating to understand the principles
of bioprinting.
This textbook, as the first textbook in 3D bioprinting, is thus written
to bridge the gaps between the abovementioned three disciplines,
providing not only the fundamentals, but also the insights to students and
16. x Preface
engineers. This book starts with the introduction of tissue engineering
and the scaffold-based TE approaches. This is followed by four cohesive
chapters elaborating the three key stages in 3D bioprinting, which are
pre-processing (biomaterials and cell source), processing (the 3D
bioprinting systems and processes) and post-processing (cell culture).
The book also has a special chapter introducing an interesting area,
namely, computer modelling and simulation for bioprinting. In
particular, this book describes the concepts of tissue fusion and fluidity
in great detail, which are fundamental for the modern 3D printing
technology. To be used more effectively for both undergraduate and
postgraduate students in Mechanical, Biomedical, Production or
Manufacturing Engineering, this book provides a number of problems
specifically designed based on the chapter context, which aims to
highlight the key points in each chapter. For university professors and
lecturers, the subject bioprinting can be easily combined and used along
with other topics in mechanical, manufacturing, biomechanical and
biomedical areas.
Chua C. K.
Professor
Yeong W. Y.
Assistant Professor
School of Mechanical and Aerospace Engineering
Nanyang Technological University
50 Nanyang Avenue
Singapore 639798
17. xi
Acknowledgements
First, we would like to thank God for granting us His strength throughout
the writing of this book. Secondly, we are especially grateful to our
respective spouses, Wendy and Tee Seng, and our respective children,
Cherie, Clement, Cavell Chua and Bao Rong, Zi Kai Lim for their
patience, support and encouragement throughout the year it took to
complete this edition.
We wish to thank the valuable support from the administration of
Nanyang Technological University (NTU), especially the School of
Mechanical and Aerospace Engineering (MAE) in particular the NTU
Additive Manufacturing Centre (NAMC). In particular, we would like to
express sincere appreciation to our research fellow, Dr Zicheng Zhu, for
his invaluable input and contributions throughout the entire book. We
would also like to thank Dr Jia An and our special assistant Shih Zoe
Chu for their selfless help and immense effort in the coordination and
timely publication of the book.
In addition, we would like to thank our colleagues and former
students, Associate Professor Kah Fai Leong, Dr. May Win Naing,
Dr. Florencia Edith Wiria, Dr Novella Sudarmadji, Dr Jia Yong Tan,
Dr Jolene Liu, Dr Dan Liu, Ker Chin Ang, Kwang Hui Tan and Althea
Chua. Credit also goes to Dr. M. Chandrasekeran, Dr Shoufeng Yang
and Dr. Cheah Chi Mun.
We would also like to extend our special appreciation to Prof.
Vladimir Mironov for his foreword. The acknowledgements would not
be complete without the contributions of the following companies for
supplying and helping us with the information about their products they
develop, manufacture or represent:
18. xii Acknowledgements
1 3D Biomatrix Inc., USA
2 Bio Med Sciences, Inc., USA
3 Bio Scaffold International Ltd., Singapore
4 Cyfuse Biomedical K.K., Japan
5 Digilab Inc., USA
6 Elsevier Ltd., UK
7 EnvisionTEC GmbH, Germany
8 Fujifilm Ltd, Japan
9 GeSim mbH, Germany
10 InSphero Inc., USA
11 John Wiley & Sons, Inc., USA
12 LifeCell Corporation, USA
13 MedSkin Solutions Dr. Suwelack AG, Germany
14 Microjet Corporation, Japan
15 nScrypt, Inc., USA
16 Organovo Inc., USA
17 Osteopore Int Pte Ltd., Singapore
18 RegenHU Ltd., Switzerland
19 Royal Society of Chemistry, UK
20 Springer Science+Business Media, Germany
21 Synthecon Inc., USA
22 Tissue Regeneration Systems Inc., USA
Last but not least, we also wish to express our thanks and apologies to
the many others not mentioned above for their suggestions, corrections
and contributions to the success of the previous editions of the book. We
would appreciate your comments and suggestions on this book.
Chua C. K.
Professor
Yeong W. Y.
Assistant Professor
19. xiii
About the Authors
Chee Kai CHUA is a Professor of School of Mechanical and Aerospace
Engineering and Director of the NTU Additive Manufacturing Centre
(NAMC) at Nanyang Technological University. Over the last 25 years,
Prof Chua has established a strong research group at NTU pioneering
and leading in computer-aided tissue engineering scaffold fabrication
using various additive manufacturing techniques. He is internationally
recognized for his significant contributions in the bio-material analysis
and rapid prototyping process modelling and control for tissue
engineering. His work has since extended further into additive
manufacturing of metals and ceramics for defence applications.
Prof Chua has published extensively with over 200 international
journal and conference papers attracting over 4300 citations and a Hirsch
index of 32 in Web of Science. His book, into the 4th
edition, entitled
“3D Printing and Additive Manufacturing: Principles and Applications”,
is widely used in American, European and Asian universities and is
acknowledged by international academics as one of the best textbooks in
the field. He is the World No. 1 Author for the area in ‘Rapid
Prototyping’ or ‘3D Printing’ in Web of Science and is the most ‘Highly
Cited Scientist’ in the world for that topic. He is the Co-Editor in Chief
of the International Journal of Virtual & Physical Prototyping and serves
as editorial board member of 3 other international journals. As a
dedicated educator who is passionate in training the next generation, Prof
Chua is widely consulted on additive manufacturing since 1990 and has
conducted numerous professional development courses for mechanical
engineers in Singapore and the region. In 2013, Prof Chua was awarded
the “Academic Career Award” for his contributions to Additive
20. xiv About the Authors
Manufacturing (or 3D Printing) at the 6th
International Conference on
Advanced Research in Virtual and Rapid Prototyping (VRAP 2013), 1 –
5 October, 2013, at Leiria, Portugal. Dr Chua can be contacted by email
at mckchua@ntu.edu.sg.
Wai Yee YEONG is an assistant professor at the School of Mechanical
and Aerospace Engineering, Nanyang Technological University,
Singapore. She is the Deputy Director (Development) at the NTU
Additive Manufacturing Centre. She has developed and taught
Biofabrication, a Master course at the school. She is the associate editor
of the Virtual and Physical Prototyping Journal. She has delivered
invited lectures at conferences and institutes in 3D printing and
bioprinting. Her research interests include bioprinting, tissue engineering
and scaffold, 3D printing and development of medical devices. She has
won academic prizes including best paper awards at several international
conferences. Dr Yeong can be contacted by email at
wyyeong@ntu.edu.sg
22. great loss. The Spaniards, having received a reinforcement, made a
sortie to retake Monte Torrero; but were defeated, their commander
killed, and most of their number left dead. On the 2d of August, the
enemy opened a dreadful fire on the town. One of their shells
lighted upon the powder magazine, which was in the most secure
part of the city, and blew it up, destroying many houses and killing
numbers of the besieged. The carnage, during this siege, was truly
terrible. Six hundred women and children perished, and above forty
thousand men were killed.
It was at this place that the act of female heroism so beautifully
celebrated by Byron was performed. An assault had been made
upon one of the gates, which was withstood with great courage by
the besieged. At the battery of the Portillo, their fire had been so
fatal, that but one artillery-man remained able to serve the gun. He
seemed to bear a charmed life. Though shot and shell fell thick and
fast around him, he still stood unharmed, and rapidly loaded and
discharged his gun. At length, worn out by his own exertions, his
strength seemed about to fail. There was little time, in a contest like
this, to watch for the safety of others; but there was one eye near
which not for a moment lost sight of him. Augustina, a girl twenty-
two years of age, had followed her daring lover to his post. She
would not leave him there alone, although every moment exposed
her to share his death. When she saw his strength begin to fail, she
seized a cordial, and held it to his lips. In the very act of receiving it,
the fatal death-stroke came, and he fell dead at her feet. Not for a
moment paused the daring maid. No tear fell for the slain. She lived
to do what he had done. Snatching a match from the hand of a dead
artillery-man, she fired off the gun, and swore never to quit it alive,
during the siege. The soldiers and citizens, who had begun to retire,
stimulated by so heroic an example, rushed to the battery a second
time, and again opened a tremendous fire upon the enemy. For this
daring act, Augustina received a small shield of honor, and had the
word “Saragossa” embroidered on the sleeve of her dress, with the
pay of an artillery-man. Byron thus commemorates this heroism, in
his own transcendent manner:
23. “The Spanish maid, aroused,
Hangs on the willow her unstrung guitar,
And, all unsexed, the anlace hath espoused,
Sung the loud song, and dared the deeds of war.
And she, whom once the semblance of a scar
Appalled, an owlet’s ’larum filled with dread,
Now views the column-scattering bayonet jar,
The falchion flash, and o’er the yet warm dead
Stalks with Minerva’s step, where Mars might quake to tread.
Ye who shall marvel when you hear her tale,
O! had you known her in the softer hour,—
Marked her black eye, that mocks her coal-black veil,—
Heard her light, lively tones in lady’s bower,—
Seen her long locks, that foil the painter’s power,—
Her fairy form, with more than female grace,—
Scarce would you deem that Saragossa’s tower
Beheld her smile in danger’s Gorgon face,
Thin the closed ranks, and lead in glory’s fearful chase!
Her lover sinks—she sheds no ill-timed tear;
Her chief is slain—she fills his fatal post;
Her fellows flee—she checks their base career;
The foe retires—she heads the sallying host,
Who can appease like her a lover’s ghost?
Who can avenge so well a leader’s fall?
What maid retrieve, when man’s flushed hope is lost?
Who hang so fiercely on the flying Gaul,
Foiled by a woman’s hand, before the battered wall!”
On the 4th of August, the French stormed the city, and penetrated
as far as the Corso, or public square. Here a terrible conflict was
maintained. Every inch of ground was manfully contested; but the
enemy’s cavalry was irresistible, and the besieged began to give
way. All appeared lost. The French, thinking the victory gained,
began to plunder. Seeing this, the besieged rallied, and attacked
them. They succeeded in driving the enemy back to the Corso. They
also set fire to the convent of Francisco, and many perished in its
conflagration. Night now came, to add its horrors to the scene. The
fierce contest still raged on. The lunatic asylum was invaded, and
24. soon the dread cry of “Fire” mingled with the incoherent ravings of
its inmates. “Here,” says one writer, “were to be seen grinning
maniacs, shouting with hideous joy, and mocking the cries of the
wounded; there, others, with seeming delight, were dabbling in the
crimson fluid of many a brave heart, which had scarcely ceased to
beat. On one side, young and lovely women, dressed in the fantastic
rigging of a mind diseased, were bearing away headless trunks and
mutilated limbs, which lay scattered around them, while the
unearthly cries of the idiot kept up a hideous concert with the shouts
of the infuriated combatants. In short, it was a scene of unmingled
horror, too fearful for the mind to dwell upon.” After a severe contest
and dreadful carnage, the French forced their way into the Corso, in
the very centre of the city, and before night were in possession of
one-half of it. Lefebre now believed that he had effected his
purpose, and required Palafox to surrender, in a note containing only
these words: “Headquarters, St. Engrucia,—Capitulation.” Equally
laconic the brave Spaniard’s answer was: “Headquarters, Saragossa,
—War to the knife’s point.”
The contest which was now carried on stands unparalleled. One
side of the Corso was held by the French soldiery; the opposite was
in possession of the Arragonese, who erected batteries at the end of
the cross-streets, within a few paces of those the French had thrown
up. The space between these was covered with the dead. Next day,
the powder of the besieged began to fail; but even this dismayed
them not. One cry broke from the people, whenever Palafox came
among them, “War to the knife!—no capitulation.” The night was
coming on, and still the French continued their impetuous onsets.
But now the brother of Palafox entered the city with a convoy of
arms and ammunition, and a reinforcement of three thousand men.
This succor was as unexpected as it was welcome, and raised the
desperate courage of the citizens to the highest pitch of enthusiasm.
The war was now carried on from street to street, and even from
room to room. A priest, by the name of Santiago Suss, displayed the
most undaunted bravery, fighting at the head of the besieged, and
cheering and consoling the wounded and the dying. At the head of
25. forty chosen men, he succeeded in procuring a supply of powder for
the town, and, by united stratagem and courage, effected its
entrance, even through the French lines. This murderous contest
was continued for eleven successive days and nights,—more, indeed,
by night than by day, for it was almost certain death to appear by
daylight within reach of houses occupied by the other party. But,
concealed by the darkness of the night, they frequently dashed
across the street, to attack each other’s batteries; and the battle,
commenced there, was often carried into the houses beyond, from
room to room, and from floor to floor. As if not enough of suffering
had accompanied this memorable siege, a new scourge came to add
its horrors to the scene. Pestilence, with all its accumulated terrors,
burst upon the doomed city. Numbers of putrescent bodies, in
various stages of decomposition, were strewed thickly around the
spot where the death-struggle was still going on. The air was
impregnated with the pestiferous miasma of festering mortality; and
this, too, in a climate like Spain, and in the month of August! This
evil must be removed,—but how? Certain death would have been
the penalty of any Arragonese who should attempt it. The only
remedy was to tie ropes to the French prisoners, and, pushing them
forward amid the dead and dying compel them to remove the
bodies, and bring them away for interment. Even for this office, as
necessary to one party as the other, there was no truce; only the
prisoners were better secured, by the compassion of their
countrymen, from the fire.
From day to day, this heroic defence was kept up, with
unremitting obstinacy. In vain breaches were made and stormed; the
besiegers were constantly repulsed. At last Verdier received orders
to retire; and the French, after reducing the city almost to ashes,
were compelled to abandon their attacks, and retreat.
Meanwhile, all over Spain the contest was continued, and
everywhere with the most unsparing cruelty. Her purest and noblest
sons often fell victims to private malice. “No one’s life,” says one
author, “was worth a week’s purchase.” One anecdote may serve as
an example to illustrate the spirit of the times.
26. It was night. The rays of the full moon shed their beautiful light on
the hills of the Sierra Morena. On one of these hills lay a small
division of the patriotic army. Its chief was a dark, fierce-looking
man, in whose bosom the spirit of human kindness seemed extinct
forever. A brigand, who had long dealt in deeds of death, he had
placed himself without the pale even of the laws of Spain. But, when
the war commenced, he had offered his own services and that of his
men against the French, and had been accepted. On this night he
sat, wrapped in his huge cloak, beside the decaying watch-fire,
seemingly deep in thought. Near him lay a prisoner on the grass,
with the knotted cords so firmly bound around his limbs that the
black blood seemed every moment ready to burst from its enclosure.
He might have groaned aloud in his agony, had not the pride of his
nation,—for he, too, was a Spaniard,—and his own deep courage,
prevented. His crime was, that, yielding to the promptings of
humanity, he had shown kindness to a wounded French officer, and
had thus drawn upon himself suspicion of favoring their cause. Short
trial was needed, in those days, to doom a man to death; and, with
the morning’s dawn, the brave Murillo was informed that he must
die.
With closed eyes and a calm countenance, his heart was yet filled
with agony, as he remembered his desolated home and his
defenceless little ones. Suddenly, a light footstep was heard in the
wood adjoining. The sentinel sprang to his feet, and demanded,
“Who goes there?” A boy, over whose youthful brow scarce twelve
summers could have passed, answered the summons. “I would
speak with your chief,” he said. The ruthless man raised his head as
the boy spoke this; and, not waiting for an answer, he sprang
forward and stood before him. “What is your errand here, boy?”
asked the brigand. “I come a suppliant for my father’s life,” he said,
pointing to the prisoner on the grass. “He dies with the morrow’s
sun,” was the unmoved reply. “Nay, chieftain, spare him, for my
mother’s sake, and for her children. Let him live, and, if you must
have blood, I will die for him;” and the noble boy threw himself at
the feet of the chief, and looked up imploringly in his face. “He is so
27. good!—You smile: you will save his life!” “You speak lightly of life,”
said the stern man, “and you know little of death. Are you willing to
lose one of your ears, for your father’s sake?” “I am,” said the boy,
and he removed his cap, and fixed his eyes on his father’s face. Not
a single tear fell, as the severed member, struck off by the chief’s
hand, lay at his feet. “You bear it bravely, boy; are you willing to lose
the other?” “If it will save my father’s life,” was the unfaltering
response. A moment more, and the second one lay beside its fellow,
while yet not a groan, or word expressive of suffering, passed the
lips of the noble child. “Will you now release my father?” he asked,
as he turned to the prostrate man, whose tears, which his own pain
had no power to bring forth, fell thick and fast, as he witnessed the
bravery of his unoffending son. For a moment it seemed that a
feeling of compassion had penetrated the flinty soul of the man of
blood. But, if the spark had fallen, it glimmered but a moment on
the cold iron of that heart, and then went out forever. “Before I
release him, tell me who taught you thus to endure suffering.” “My
father,” answered the boy. “Then that father must die; for Spain is
not safe while he lives to rear such children.” And before the
morning dawned father and son slept their last sleep.
While Lefebre and Verdier were prosecuting the fatal siege of
Saragossa, Marshal Bessières was pursuing his victorious course in
Castile, compelling one force after another to acknowledge the
authority of Joseph. General Duhesme and Marshal Moncey, in
Catalonia, met with varied success;—repulsed at Valencia and at
Gerona, they yet met with enough good fortune to maintain their
reputation as generals. In Andalusia, the French army, under
Dupont, met with serious reverses. At Baylen, eighteen thousand
men laid down their arms, only stipulating that they should be sent
to France. This capitulation, disgraceful in itself to the French, was
shamefully broken. Eighty of the officers were murdered, at Lebrixa,
in cold blood; armed only with their swords, they kept their
assassins some time at bay, and succeeded in retreating into an
open space in the town, where they endeavored to defend
themselves; but, a fire being opened upon them from the
28. surrounding houses, the last of these unfortunate men were
destroyed. The rest of the troops were marched to Cadiz, and many
died on the road. Those who survived the march were treated with
the greatest indignity, and cast into the hulks, at that port. Two
years afterwards, a few hundreds of them escaped, by cutting the
cables of their prison-ship, and drifting in a storm upon a lee shore.
The remainder were sent to the desert island of Cabrera, without
clothing, without provisions, with scarcely any water, and there died
by hundreds. It is related that some of them dug several feet into
the solid stone with a single knife, in search of water. They had no
shelter, nor was there any means of providing it. At the close of the
war, when returning peace caused an exchange of prisoners, only a
few hundred of all those thousands remained alive. This victory at
Baylen greatly encouraged the Spanish troops, whose ardor was
beginning to fail, before the conquering career of Bessières, and the
disgust and terror occasioned by the murders and excesses of the
populace. When the news of the capitulation reached Madrid, Joseph
called a council of war, and it was decided that the French should
abandon Madrid, and retire behind the Ebro.
But if the French arms had met with a reverse in Spain, it was
compensated by their success in Portugal. Junôt, at the head of
twenty-five thousand men, marched from Alcantara to Lisbon. At an
unfavorable season of the year, and encountering fatigue, and want,
and tempests, that daily thinned his ranks, until of his whole force
only two thousand remained, he yet entered Lisbon victorious. This
city contained three hundred thousand inhabitants, and fourteen
thousand regular troops were collected there. A powerful British fleet
was at the mouth of the harbor, and its commander, Sir Sidney
Smith, offered his powerful aid, in resisting the French; yet such was
the terror that Napoleon’s name excited, and such the hatred of their
rulers, that the people of Lisbon yielded, almost without a struggle.
When Napoleon, in his Moniteur, made the startling announcement
that “the house of Braganza had ceased to reign,” the feeble prince-
regent, alarmed for his own safety, embarked, with his whole court,
and sailed for the Brazils. Junôt himself was created Duke of
29. Abrantes, and made governor-general of the kingdom. He exerted
himself to give an efficient government to Portugal; and met with
such success, that a strong French interest was created, and steps
were actually taken to have Prince Eugene declared King of Portugal.
The people themselves, and the literary men, were in favor of this
step; but it met with the strongest opposition from the priests, and
this was nurtured and fanned into a flame by persons in the pay of
the English, whose whole influence was exerted in making
Napoleon’s name and nation as odious to the people as possible.
Among a people so superstitious as the Portuguese, the monks
would, of course, exert great influence; and many were the
prodigies which appeared, to prove that their cause was under the
protection of Heaven. Among others, was that of an egg, marked by
some chemical process, with certain letters, which were interpreted
to indicate the coming of Don Sebastian, King of Portugal. This
adventurous monarch, years before, earnestly desirous of promoting
the interests of his country, and of the Christian religion, had raised
a large army, consisting of the flower of his nobility, and the choicest
troops of his kingdom, and crossed the Straits into Africa, for the
purpose of waging war with the Moorish king. Young, ardent and
inexperienced, he violated every dictate of prudence, by marching
into the enemy’s country to meet an army compared with which his
own was a mere handful. The whole of his army perished, and his
own fate was never known. But, as his body was not found among
the dead, the peasantry of Portugal, ardently attached to their king,
believed that he would some time return, and deliver his country
from all their woes. He was supposed to be concealed in a secret
island, waiting the destined period, in immortal youth. The prophecy
of the egg was, therefore, believed; and people, even of the higher
classes, were often seen on the highest points of the hills, looking
towards the sea with earnest gaze, for the appearance of the island
where their long-lost hero was detained.
The constant efforts of the English and the priests at length had
their effect, in arousing the Portuguese peasantry into action; and
the news of the insurrection in Spain added new fuel to the flame.
30. The Spaniards in Portugal immediately rose against the French; and
their situation would have become dangerous in the extreme, had
not the promptness and dexterity of Junôt succeeded in averting the
danger for the present. Such was the state of affairs in the
Peninsula, when the English troops made their descent into Spain. It
has often been said that England was moved by pure patriotism, or
by a strong desire to relieve the Spanish nation, in being thus
prodigal of her soldiers and treasures; but her hatred to Napoleon,
and her determination, at all hazards, to put a stop to his growing
power, was, in all probability, the real motive that influenced her to
bestow aid upon that people.
The English collected their army of nine thousand in Cork, in June,
1808. Sir Hugh Dalrymple had, nominally the chief command of the
army, and Sir Harry Burrard the second; but the really acting officers
were, Sir Arthur Wellesley and Sir John Moore. These troops
disembarked at the Mondego river on the first of August, and
marching along the coast, proceeded to Rolica, where they
determined to give battle to the French. Junôt, having left in Lisbon
a sufficient force to hold the revolutionary movement in check,
placed himself at the head of his army, and advanced to the contest.
He was not, however, present at the battle of Rolica. The French
troops were under the command of Generals Loison and Laborde.
Nearly in the centre of the heights of Rolica stands an old Moorish
castle. This, and every favorable post on the high ground, was
occupied by detachments of the French army. It was a strong
position; but Sir Arthur, anxious to give battle before the two
divisions of the French army should effect a junction, decided upon
an immediate attack.
It was morning, and a calm and quiet beauty seemed to linger on
the scene of the impending conflict. The heights of Rolica, though
steep and difficult of access, possess few of the sterner and more
imposing features of mountain scenery. The heat of summer had
deprived them of much of that brightness of verdure common in a
colder climate. Here and there the face of the heights was indented
by deep ravines, worn by the winter torrents, the precipitous banks
31. of which were occasionally covered with wood, and below extended
groves of the cork-tree and olive; while Obidas, with its ancient walls
and fortress, and stupendous aqueduct, rose in the middle distance.
In the east Mount Junto reared its lofty summit, while on the west
lay the broad Atlantic. And this was the battle-ground that was to
witness the first outpouring of that blood which flowed so profusely,
on both sides, during the progress of this long and desolating war.
Sir Arthur had divided his army into three columns, of which he
himself commanded the centre, Colonel Trant the right, while the
left, directed against Loison, was under General Ferguson. The
centre marched against Laborde, who was posted on the elevated
plain. This general, perceiving, at a glance, that his position was an
unfavorable one, evaded the danger by falling rapidly back to the
heights of Zambugeria, where he could only be approached by
narrow paths, leading through deep ravines. A swarm of skirmishers,
starting forward, soon plunged into the passes; and, spreading to
the right and left, won their way among the rocks and tangled
evergreens that overspread the steep ascent, and impeded their
progress.
With still greater difficulty the supporting column followed, their
formation being disordered in the confined and rugged passes, while
the hollows echoed with the continual roar of musketry, and the
shouts of the advancing troops were loudly answered by the enemy,
while the curling smoke, breaking out from the side of the mountain,
marked the progress of the assailants, and showed how stoutly the
defence was maintained. The right of the 29th arrived first at the
top; and, ere it could form, Col. Lake was killed, and a French
company, falling on their flanks, broke through, carrying with them
fifty or sixty prisoners. Thus pressed, this regiment fell back, and, re-
forming under the hill, again advanced to the charge. At the same
time, General Ferguson poured his troops upon the other side of the
devoted army. Laborde, seeing it impossible to effect a junction with
Loison, or to maintain his present position, fell back,—commencing
his retreat by alternate masses, and protecting his movements by
vigorous charges of cavalry,—and halted at the Quinta de
32. Bugagleira, where his scattered detachments rejoined him. From this
place he marched all night, to gain the position of Montechique,
leaving three guns on the field of battle, and the road to Torres
Vedras open to the victors. The French lost six hundred men, killed
and wounded, among the latter of which was the gallant Laborde
himself. Although the English were victors in this strife, the heroic
defence of the French served to show them that they had no mean
enemy to contend with. The personal enmity to Napoleon, and the
violent party prejudices in England, were so great, that the most
absurd stories as to the want of order and valor in his troops gained
immediate credence there; and many of the English army believed
that they had but to show themselves, and the French would fly. The
bravery with which their attack was met was, of course, a matter of
great surprise, and served as an efficient check to that rashness
which this erroneous belief had engendered.
Instead of pursuing this victory, as Wellesley would have done, he
was obliged to go to the seashore, to protect the landing of General
Anstruthers and his troops. After having effected a junction with this
general, he marched to Vimiero, where the French, under Junôt,
arrived on the 21st of August. The following brief and vivid sketch of
this combat is taken from Alexander’s Life of Wellington:
“Vimiero is a village, pleasantly situated in a gentle and quiet
valley, through which flows the small river of Maceria. Beyond, and
to the westward and northward of this village, rises a mountain, of
which the western point reaches the sea; the eastern is separated by
a deep ravine from the height, over which passes the road that leads
from Lourinha and the northward to Vimiero. On this mountain were
posted the chief part of the infantry, with eight pieces of artillery.
General Hill’s brigade was on the right, and Ferguson’s on the left,
having one battalion on the heights, separated from them by the
mountain. Towards the east and south of the town lay a mill, wholly
commanded by the mountain on the west side, and commanding,
also, the surrounding ground to the south and east, on which
General Fane was posted, with his riflemen, and the 50th regiment,
33. and General Anstruthers’ brigade, with the artillery, which had been
ordered to that position during the night.
“About eight o’clock a picket of the enemy’s horse was first seen
on the heights, toward Lourinha; and, after pushing forward his
scouts, soon appeared in full force, with the evident object of
attacking the British.
“Immediately four brigades, from the mountains on the east,
moved across the ravine to the heights on the road to Lourinha, with
three pieces of cannon. They were formed with their right resting
upon these heights, and their left upon a ravine which separates the
heights from a range at Maceria. On these heights were the
Portuguese troops, and they were supported by General Crawford’s
brigade.
“The enemy opened his attack, in strong columns, against the
entire body of troops on this height. On the left they advanced,
through the fire of the riflemen, close up to the 50th regiment, until
they were checked and driven back by that regiment, at the point of
the bayonet. The French infantry, in these divisions, was
commanded by Laborde, Loison, and Kellerman, and the horse by
General Margaron. Their attack was simultaneous, and like that of a
man determined to conquer or to perish. Besides the conflict on the
heights, the battle raged with equal fury on every part of the field.
The possession of the road leading into Vimiero was disputed with
persevering resolution, and especially where a strong body had been
posted in the church-yard, to prevent the enemy forcing an entrance
into the town. Up to this period of the battle the British had received
and repulsed the attacks of the enemy, acting altogether on the
defensive. But now they were attacked in flank by General Ackland’s
brigade, as it advanced to its position on the height to the left, while
a brisk cannonade was kept up by the artillery on those heights.
“The brunt of the attack was continued on the brigade of General
Fane, but was bravely repulsed at all points. Once, as the French
retired in confusion, a regiment of light dragoons pursued them with
so little precaution, that they were suddenly set upon by the heavy
34. cavalry of Margaron, and cut to pieces, with their gallant colonel at
their head.
“No less desperate was the encounter between Kellerman’s
column of reserve and the gallant 43d, in their conflict for the
vineyard adjoining the church. The advanced companies were at first
driven back, with great slaughter; but, again rallying upon the next
ranks, they threw themselves upon the head of a French column in a
ravine, and, charging with the bayonet, put them to the rout. At
length the vigor of the enemy’s attack ceased. They, pressed on all
sides by the British, had lost thirteen cannons and a great number of
prisoners; but were still enabled to retire without confusion, owing
to the protection of their numerous cavalry. An incident occurred in
this battle, so highly characteristic of Highland courage, that I
cannot refrain from quoting it. It is very common for the wounded to
cheer their more fortunate comrades, as they pass on to the attack.
A man named Stewart, the piper of the 71st regiment, was wounded
in the thigh, very severely, at an early period of the action, and
refused to be removed. He sat upon a bank, playing martial airs,
during the remainder of the battle. As a party of his comrades were
passing, he addressed them thus: ‘Weel, my brave lads, I can gang
na langer wi’ ye a fightin’, but ye shall na want music.’ On his return
home, the Highland Society voted him a handsome set of pipes, with
a flattering inscription engraved on them.”
The total loss of the French was estimated at three thousand.
Soon after the battle, General Kellerman presented himself, with a
strong body of cavalry, at the outposts, and demanded an interview
with the English general. The result of this interview was the famous
convention of Cintra. By it, it was stipulated that Portugal should be
delivered up to the British army, and the French should evacuate it,
with arms and baggage, but not as prisoners of war; that the French
should be transported, by the British, into their own country; that
the army should carry with it all its artillery, cavalry, arms, and
ammunition, and the soldiers all their private property. It also
provided that the Portuguese who had favored the French party
should not be punished.
35. According to the terms of this convention, Junôt, on the 2d of
September, yielded the government of the capital. This suspension
of military rule was followed by a wild scene of anarchy and
confusion. The police disbanded of their own accord, and crime
stalked abroad on every side. Lisbon was illuminated with thousands
of little lamps, at their departure; and such was the state of the
public mind, that Sir John Hope was obliged to make many and
severe examples, before he succeeded in restoring order.
On the 13th, the Duke of Abrantes embarked, with his staff; and
by the 30th of September only the garrisons of Elvas and Almeida
remained in Portugal. This convention was very unpopular in
England. The whole voice of the press was against it; and such was
the state of feeling, that Sir Harry Burrard and Sir Hugh Dalrymple
were both recalled, to present themselves before a court of inquiry,
instituted for the occasion. After a minute investigation, these
generals were declared innocent, but it was judged best to detain
them at home.
Having seen Portugal under the control of the English, let us
return to the affairs of Spain. Immediately after the battle of Baylen,
which induced the retreat of Joseph from Madrid, Ferdinand was
again declared king, and the pomp and rejoicings attendant on this
event put an end to all business, except that of intrigue. The French
were everywhere looked upon by the Spanish as a conquered foe,
and they spent their time in the pageant of military triumphs and
rejoicings, as though the enemy had already fled. From this dream
of fancied security Palafox was at length awakened by the
appearance of a French corps, which retook Tudela, and pushed on
almost to Saragossa. He appealed to the governing junta for aid and
assistance. Much time was lost in intrigue and disputes, but at
length the army was organized by appointing La Pena and Llamas to
the charge. To supply the place usually occupied by the commander-
in-chief, a board of general officers was projected, of which Castanos
should be chief; but when some difficulty arose as to who the other
members should be, this plan was deferred, with the remark, that
“when the enemy was driven across the frontier, Castanos would
36. have leisure to take his seat.” Of the state of the Spanish forces at
this time, Napier says, “The idea of a defeat, the possibility of a
failure, had never entered their minds. The government, evincing
neither apprehension, nor activity, nor foresight, were contented if
the people believed the daily falsehoods propagated relative to the
enemy; and the people were content to be so deceived. The armies
were neglected, even to nakedness; the soldier’s constancy under
privations cruelly abused; disunion, cupidity, incapacity, prevailed in
the higher orders; patriotic ardor was visibly abating among the
lower classes; the rulers were grasping, improvident, and boasting;
the enemy powerful, the people insubordinate. Such were the allies
whom the British found on their arrival in Spain.” Sir Arthur Wellesley
had returned to Ireland, and the chief command was now given to
Sir John Moore. This general, with the greatest celerity, marched his
troops to the Spanish frontier, by the way of Almeida, having
overcome almost insurmountable obstacles, arising from the state of
affairs in Spain. Sir David Baird, with a force of ten thousand men,
landed at Corunna, and also advanced to the contest; but they soon
found that they were to meet an enemy with whom they were little
able to cope.
Napoleon, with that energy so often displayed by him, when the
greatness of the occasion required its exercise, collected, in an
incredibly short space of time, an immense army of two hundred
thousand men, most of them veterans who had partaken of the
glories of Jena, Austerlitz, and Friedland. These were divided by the
emperor into eight parts, called “corps d’armée.” At the head of each
of them was placed one of his old and tried generals,—veterans on
whom he could rely. The very names of Victor, Bessières, Moncey,
Lefebre, Mortier, Ney, St. Cyr, and Junôt, speak volumes for the
character of the army.
These troops were excited to the highest pitch of enthusiasm, by
the emperor’s address, as he passed through Paris, promising that
he would head them in person, to drive the hideous leopard into the
sea. What were the scattered and divided troops of the Spaniards, to
contend with such a force? The grand French army reached Vittoria
37. almost without an interruption. Blake was in position at Villarcayo,
the Asturians were close at hand, Romana at Bilboa, and the
Estremadurans at Burgos. With more valor than discretion, Blake
made an attack upon Tornosa. The enemy pretended to retreat.
Blake, flushed with his apparent success, pursued them with avidity,
when he suddenly came before twenty-five thousand men, under the
Duke of Dantzic, and was furiously assailed. Blake, after a gallant
defence, was obliged to retreat, in great confusion, upon Bilboa. He
rallied, however, and was again in the field in a few days, fought a
brave action with Villate, and was this time successful. With the vain-
glory of his nation, he next attacked the strong city of Bilboa. Here,
Marshal Victor gained a signal success, Blake losing two of his
generals, and many of his men. Romana, who had joined Blake,
renewed the action, with his veterans. They were made prisoners,
but their brave chief escaped to the mountains. Napoleon himself
now left Bayonne, and directed his course into Spain. Only one day
sufficed for his arrival into Vittoria. At the gates of the city, a large
procession, headed by the civil and military chiefs, met him, and
wished to escort him to a splendid house prepared for his reception;
but they were destined to a disappointment. Napoleon was there,
not for pomp or show, but to direct, with his genius, the march of
that army which he had raised. Jumping from his horse, he entered
the first small inn he observed, and calling for his maps, and a report
of the situation of the armies on both sides, proceeded to arrange
the plan of his campaign. By daylight the next morning, his forces
were in motion. The hastily levied troops of the Condé de Belvidere,
himself a youth of only twenty years, were opposed to him. These
were routed, with great slaughter,—one whole battalion, composed
of the students of Salamanca and Lecon, fell to a man.
The army of the centre, under the command of Castanos, which
was composed of fifty thousand men, with forty pieces of cannon,
was totally routed at Tudela, by the French, under Lasnes and Ney;
and now but one stronghold remained to the Spaniards, between
the enemy and Madrid. This was the pass of the Somosierra. Here
the Spanish army, under St. Juan, had posted their force. Sixteen
38. pieces of artillery, planted in the neck of the pass, swept the road
along the whole ascent, which was exceedingly steep and favorable
for the defence. The Spanish troops were disposed in lines, one
above another; and when the French came on to the contest, they
warmly returned their fire, and stood their ground. As yet, the grand
battery had not opened its fire. This was waiting for the approach of
the centre, under Napoleon himself. And now Napoleon, seeing that
his troops were not advancing, rode slowly into the foot of the pass.
The lofty mountain towered above him. Around its top hung a heavy
fog, mingled with the curling smoke that was ascending from the
mouth of all those cannon, rendering every object indistinct in the
distance. Silently he gazed up the mountain. A sudden thought
strikes him. His practised eye has discerned, in a moment, what
course to pursue. Turning to his brave Polish lancers, he orders them
to charge up the causeway, and take the battery. They dashed
onward. As they did so, the guns were turned full upon them, and
their front ranks were levelled to the earth; but, ere they could
reload, the Poles, nothing daunted, sprang over their dying
comrades, and before the thick smoke, which enveloped them as a
cloud, had dispersed, they rushed, sword in hand, upon the soldiers,
and, cutting down the gunners, possessed themselves of the whole
Spanish battery. The panic became general. The Spaniards fled,
leaving arms, ammunition, and baggage, to the enemy, and the road
open to Madrid. Meanwhile, this city was in a state of anarchy
seldom equalled. A multitude of peasants had entered the place. The
pavements were taken up, the streets barricaded, and the houses
pierced. They demanded arms and ammunition. These were
supplied them. Then they pretended that sand had been mixed with
the powder furnished. The Marquis of Perales, an old and worthy
gentleman, was accused of the deed. The mob rushed to his house.
They had no regard for age. They seized him by his silvery hair, and,
dragging him down the steps, drew him through the streets until life
was extinct. For eight days the mob held possession of the city. No
man was safe; none dared assume authority, or even offer advice.
Murder, and lust, and rapine, and cruelty, stalked fearlessly through
the streets. On the morning of the ninth, far away on the hills to the
39. north-west, appeared a large body of cavalry, like a dark cloud
overhanging the troubled city. At noon, the resistless emperor sat
down before the gates of Madrid, and summoned the city to
surrender. Calmness and quiet reigned in the French camp, but
Madrid was struggling like a wild beast in the toils. Napoleon had no
wish to destroy the capital of his brother’s kingdom, but he was not
to be trifled with. At midnight, a second summons was sent. It was
answered by an equivocal reply, and responded to by the roar of
cannon and the onset of the soldiery. This was an appeal not to be
resisted. Madrid was in no state to stand a siege. At noon, two
officers, in Spanish uniform, and bearing a flag of truce, were
observed approaching the French headquarters. They came to
demand a suspension of arms, necessary, they said, to persuade the
people to surrender. It was granted, and they returned to the city,
with Napoleon’s message. Before six o’clock in the morning, Madrid
must surrender, or perish. Dissensions arose, but the voice of
prudence prevailed, and the capital yielded. Napoleon was wise; he
had no wish to goad a people already incensed to fury. The strictest
discipline was maintained, and a soldier of his own guard was shot
for having stolen a watch. Shops were reöpened, public amusements
recommenced, and all was quiet. In six short weeks every Spanish
army was dissipated. From St. Sebastian to the Asturias, from the
Asturias to Talavera, from Talavera to the gates of Saragossa, all was
submission, and beyond that boundary all was apathy or dread.
An assemblage of the nobles, the clergy, the corporations, and the
tribunals, of Madrid, now waited on Napoleon at his headquarters,
and presented an address, in which they expressed their desire to
have Joseph return among them. Napoleon’s reply was an exposition
of what he had done and intended doing for Spain. Could the people
but have yielded their prejudices, and submitted to his wise plans,
what seas of tears and blood, what degradation and confusion,
might have been spared to poor, unhappy Spain!
“I accept,” said he, “the sentiments of the town of Madrid. I regret
the misfortunes that have befallen it, and I hold it as a particular
good fortune, that I am enabled to spare that city, and save it yet
40. greater misfortunes. I have hastened to take measures to
tranquillize all classes of citizens, knowing well that to all people and
men uncertainty is intolerable.
“I have preserved the religious orders, but I have restrained the
number of monks; no sane person can doubt that they are too
numerous. Those who are truly called to this vocation, by the grace
of God, will remain in the convents; those who have lightly, or for
worldly motives, adopted it, will have their existence secured among
the secular ecclesiastics, from the surplus of the convents.
“I have provided for the wants of the most interesting and useful
of the clergy, the parish priests.
“I have abolished that tribunal against which Europe and the age
alike exclaimed. Priests ought to guide consciences, but they should
not exercise any exterior or corporal jurisdiction over men.
“I have taken the satisfaction which was due to myself and to my
nation, and the part of vengeance is completed. Ten of the principal
criminals bend their heads before her; but for all others there is
absolute and entire pardon.
“I have suppressed the rights usurped by the nobles during civil
wars, when the kings have been too often obliged to abandon their
own rights, to purchase tranquillity and the repose of the people.
“I have suppressed the feudal rights, and every person can now
establish inns, mills, ovens, weirs, and fisheries, and give good play
to their industry, only observing the laws and customs of the place.
The self-love, the riches, and the prosperity, of a small number of
men, were more hurtful to your agriculture than the heats of the
dog-days.
“As there is but one God, there should be in one estate but one
justice; wherefore all the particular jurisdictions have been usurped,
and, being contrary to the national rights, I have destroyed them. I
have also made known to all persons that which each can have to
fear, and that which they may hope for.
41. “The English armies I will drive from the Peninsula. Saragossa,
Valencia, Seville, shall be reduced, either by persuasion or by force
of arms.
“There is no obstacle capable of retarding, for any length of time,
my will; but that which is above my power is to constitute the
Spaniards a nation, under the orders of a king, if they continue to be
imbued with divisions, and hatred towards France, such as the
English partisans and the enemies of the continent have instilled into
them. I cannot establish a nation, a king, and Spanish
independence, if that king is not sure of the affection and fidelity of
his subjects.
“The Bourbons can never reign again in Europe. The divisions in
the royal family were concerted by the English. It was not either
King Charles or his favorite, but the Duke of Infantado, the
instrument of England, that was upon the point of overturning the
throne. The papers recently found in his house prove this. It was the
preponderance of England that they wished to establish in Spain.
Insensate project! which would have produced a long war without
end, and caused torrents of blood to be shed.
“No power influenced by England can exist upon this continent. If
any desire it, their desire is folly and sooner or later will ruin them. I
shall be obliged to govern Spain; and it will be easy for me to do it,
by establishing a viceroy in each province. However, I will not refuse
to concede my rights of conquest to the king, and to establish him in
Madrid, when the thirty thousand citizens assemble in the churches,
and on the holy sacrament take an oath, not with the mouth alone,
but with the heart, and without any jesuitical restriction, ‘to be true
to the king,—to love and support him.’ Let the priests from the pulpit
and in the confessional, the tradesmen in their correspondence and
in their discourses, inculcate these sentiments in the people; then I
will relinquish my rights of conquest, and I will place the king upon
the throne, and I will take a pleasure in showing myself the faithful
friend of the Spaniards.
42. “The present generation may differ in opinions. Too many passions
have been excited; but your descendants will bless me, as the
regenerator of the nation. They will mark my sojourn among you as
memorable days, and from those days they will date the prosperity
of Spain. These are my sentiments. Go, consult your fellow-citizens;
choose your part, but do it frankly, and exhibit only true colors.”
The ten criminals were the Dukes of Infantado, of Hijah, of
Mediniceli, and Ossuna; Marquis Santa Cruz, Counts Fernan, Minez,
and Altamira; Prince of Castello Franco, Pedro Cevallos, and the
Bishop of St. Ander, were proscribed, body and goods, as traitors to
France and Spain.
Napoleon now made dispositions indicating a vast plan of
operations. But, vast as his plan of campaign appears, it was not
beyond the emperor’s means, for, without taking into consideration
his own genius, activity and vigor, there were upon his muster-rolls
above three hundred and thirty thousand men and above sixty
thousand horse; two hundred pieces of field artillery followed his
corps to battle; and as many more remained in reserve. Of this great
army, however, only two hundred and fifty thousand men and fifty
thousand horses were actually under arms with the different
regiments, while above thirty thousand were detached or in
garrisons, preserving tranquillity in the rear, and guarding the
communications of the active forces. The remainder were in
hospitals. Of the whole host, two hundred and thirteen thousand
were native Frenchmen, the residue were Poles, Germans and
Italians; thirty-five thousand men and five thousand horses were
available for fresh enterprise, without taking a single man from the
lines of communication.
The fate of the Peninsula hung, at this moment, evidently upon a
thread; and the deliverance of that country was due to other causes
than the courage, the patriotism, or the constancy, of the Spaniards.
The strength and spirit of Spain was broken; the enthusiasm was
null, except in a few places, in consequence of the civil wars, and
intestinal divisions incited by the monks and British hirelings; and
43. the emperor was, with respect to the Spaniards, perfectly master of
operations. He was in the centre of the country; he held the capital,
the fortresses, the command of the great lines of communication
between the provinces; and on the wide military horizon no cloud
interrupted his view, save the city of Saragossa on the one side, and
the British army on the other. “Sooner or later,” said the emperor,
and with truth, “Saragossa must fall.” The subjugation of Spain
seemed inevitable, when, at this instant, the Austrian war broke out,
and this master-spirit was suddenly withdrawn. England then put
forth all her vast resources, and the genius and vigor of Sir John
Moore, aided, most fortunately, by the absence of Napoleon, and the
withdrawal of the strength of his army for the subjugation of the
Peninsula; and it was delivered from the French, after oceans of
blood had been spilt and millions of treasure wasted, to fall into the
hands of the not less tyrannical and oppressive English. “But through
what changes of fortune, by what unexpected helps, by what
unlooked-for events,—under what difficulties, by whose
perseverance, and in despite of whose errors,—let posterity judge;
for in that judgment,” says Napier, “only will impartiality and justice
be found.”
Tidings having reached the emperor that the Austrian army was
about to invade France, he recalled a large portion of his army, and
appointing his brother Joseph to be his lieutenant-general, he
allotted separate provinces to each corps d’armée, and directing the
imperial guard to hasten to France, he returned to Valladolid, where
he received the addresses of the nobles and deputies of Madrid, and
other great towns; and after three days’ delay, he departed himself,
with scarcely any escort, but with such astonishing speed as to
frustrate the designs which some Spaniards had, in some way,
formed against his person.
The general command of the French army in Spain was left with
Soult, assisted by Ney. This gallant general, bearing the title of the
Duke of Dalmatia, commenced his pursuit of the English army with a
vigor that marked his eager desire to finish the campaign in a
manner suitable to its brilliant opening. Sir John Moore had arrived
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