
As one former history teacher once told me, if there was a Premier League of battles that the English and French had fought, them Agincourt would be in a comfortable Champions League position. Here John Hillman revisits a familiar tale, and wonders why this battle about all others, became such an important part of English folklore
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The French and the English have been on reasonably good terms (off and on) for almost 200 years now, which is quite remarkable given the tumultuous nature of their relationship for millennia before the Battle of Waterloo.
But amongst all of the wars and conquests; chivalrous escapades and bloodthirsty barbarities; the Battle of Agincourt – fought between the hungry and outnumbered troops of Henry V and the French armies under the command of Constable Charles d’Albret, in 1415 – continues to surprise everyone with its ability to conquer the public imagination on both sides of the Channel.
St. Crispin’s Day, October 25th, was the day that became immortalized by William Shakespeare’s famous lines “We few, we happy few, we band of brothers”, as Henry’s Welsh archers killed an estimated 8,000 French troops on little more than a few mouldy baguettes for sustenance and after having marched more than 260 miles in 2 weeks.
But considering the number of bloody conflicts that blighted the lives of French and English citizens for a further 400 years, it seems strange that we choose to concentrate so much historical and political firepower on such a remote date in our collective history, and one which has little relevance to the modern world in which we live when compared to Trafalgar or Waterloo.
Perhaps it is our romantic nature calling us back to a time before our world’s became dominated by larger forces and more sinister global powers, a time of knights in shining armour, heaving bosoms and the chivalric code, all of which is complete “bollocks on stilts” (to quote an old history professor) but nevertheless something inherently appealing to us all.
Recent news stories in the British press have accused French historians of trying to rewrite history after some of their corduroy wearing clan attempted to hijack the battle’s anniversary by accusing Henry’s soldiers of war crimes, something so pointless and laughable it almost makes camembert look like a useful contribution to the adhesive industry.
What have they got lined up for us next? Shaking the foundations of the historical universe by exposing homosexuality in the British Navy perhaps? Or maybe they’ll just floor us all by pointing out that some of Wellington’s men, like you know, were probably guilty of assault.
Everybody knows that in modern terms killing prisoners of war is completely out of the question, no matter how tedious it might be having to chain them up and feed them every fortnight; but this was a time when the aristocracy of Europe could still wonder into villages and help themselves to whoever’s virginity they so happened to take a fancy to, and expect said villagers to be dam well grateful for it.
This whole debate has kicked off at exactly the same time that Bernard Cornwell releases his latest novel, which, surprise surprise, is called Azincourt and promises to delve into this timelessly controversial battle in myopic detail.
I do of course have absolutely no evidence whatsoever that would allow me to suggest that Mr Cornwell’s PR company have anything to do with this recent flurry of historical nonsense but I very much doubt whether it’ll do his book sales any harm.
You can visit Azincourt’s recently extended museum and make you own mind up, it’s just a short drive down the A26 motorway from Calais. But please, make sure that you take a trusty British shield to protect yourself from the angry French historians who’ll probably be standing outside throwing text books at you.
Tags: Britain, France, Lifestyle by John Hillman
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