by Major Wilbur E. Gray, US Army
At this point one must necessarily shift away from the battle and turn to an examination of the commanders involved. In one of the strangest incidents in all military history, their greatly differing perceptions about the very nature of war would allow one an advantage that would almost insure victory. The victim can not be blamed, however, for he merely acted in a way in which his society had acknowledged as correct and proper. The unfortunate commander in this case was Generalanchef A.M. Rimskii-Korsakov, the Russian commander of the Allied forces in the Swiss area of operations. Korsakov was 46 years old at the time of this momentous battle, and had a relatively distinguished military career. He had begun his service to the Russian crown as a cadet in the Preobrazhinski Guard Regiment, and at the age of 25 had been named the Lieutenant Colonel Commanding of the Tchernigov Musketeer Regiment. He served with distinction against the Ottoman Turks. In 1794, he obtained permission to accompany Allied
forces invading France, performing so well that he came to
the personal attention of Czarina Catherine the Great.
Further exemplary service against the Persians followed,
and in 1797 he was named the Inspector General of
Infantry. He was promoted to the rank of Lieutenant
General in 1798, receiving his army command the next year. [5]
Korsakov's record does not betray the man as a
military dunce. Nevertheless, there were other factors
involved in his appointment by Paul 1. First, Korsakov
openly supported the Czar's military reforms and agreed
with Paul that the discipline and courage of the Russian
soldier would overcome all obstacles. But in the second
case, there was the strange consideration of music - yes,
music. Korsakov, you see, came from a very musical family,
one of its later members (Nikolai) gaining lasting fame as
the composer of "Flight of the Bumblebee." Our present
subject's contribution, however, was the composition of a
slow march for the Czar's Semenovski Guard Regiment. It is
said that Paul liked it so much that he played it over and
over again. With such distinguished credentials, it seemed
only logical to appoint Korsakov to a position of great
responsibility. [6]
It thus happened that Korsakov took both his sword
and his composer's desk to Zurich. There one eye witness
noted, "Sometimes the French musicians came to play
martial airs on the banks of the beautiful Limmat. Then the
Cossacks would spring to their feet of their own accord,
and dance and jump in circles."
The Russian Generalchef noticed the stirring music
as well, and this was to be his downfall. [7]
It is little wonder. Korsakov, like most of the Russian
officer corps, were products of a society that had at least
partially embraced the European concepts of enlightenment.
This historical era, which we know as the Age of Reason,
was born as a direct result of a political, social and
economic revolt against the chaos of the Thirty Years War.
As military activity represented one of European man's
most important endeavors, it was only natural that the Age
of Reason influence it as well. What this influence produced
was, like the society it served, a military system determined
to operate in such a manner as to keep human conflict under
strict control and in as much a state of order as was
practical. The chaos of the Thirty Years War depopulated
nations, wrecked economies and nearly destroyed
dynasties. Order in all things, to include warfare, was
needed to insure that this did not happen again.
The warfare of Korsakov was thus one of a limited
nature where the civilian population was avoided as much
as possible, so that the agrarian economies of Europe might
proceed undisturbed and the state might flourish. This
necessitated the rise of professionally trained and
disciplined armies that could subsist without the need for
contact with civilians. Such armies were small due to the
expense of maintaining them, and moved slowly due to the
amount of baggage they had to carry.
And as such military establishments represented a
considerable investment to the monarchy, they were rarely
committed unless victory was absolutely assured. It is no
wonder that France's great Marshal Maurice de Saxe wrote,
"I do not favor pitched battles, especially at the beginning
of war, and I am convinced that a skilful general could make
war all his life without being forced into one." It is also little
wonder that such thinking created a style of warfare based
on movement and position, assuring the maintenance of the
political, social and economic status quo. Order and control
had triumphed over chaos. [8]
Obviously, such military doctrine could not flourish
unless specific rules, both legal and traditional, were
created to govern its conduct - always with the idea of
maintaining control and order. Such strictures manifested
themselves in many ways, to include the still relevant Laws
of Land Warfare, and what historian Christopher Duffy
refers to as the "cult of honour."
One can name numerous examples throughout this
period of proper battlefield behavior. There is, of course,
the famous story of the British commander offering the
French Guards the honor of the first volley at Fontenoy in
1745. While that story may be pure concoction, other tales
are definitely not. The same battle, for example, saw a
French officer post a guard over a wounded English
colonel, even offering him his purse to ensure proper care.
Frederick the Great was know to have "chewed out"
one of his own Jaeger, who was wounded and lying in
ambush for the next enemy epaulet that happened to stroll
by. "Old Fritz" blasted the disgraceful fellow and demanded
that he stand up and "fight like a Prussian." Frederick
would have been pleased to know that on at least one
occasion, the French returned the favor.
Before the battle of Rosbach (1757), one French
officer reported to the Due de Crillon that the Prussian king
was within musket shot and asked for a marksman to
eliminate him. "Crillon handed his loyal Brunet a glass of
wine, and sent him back to his post, remarking that he and
his comrades had been put there to observe whether the
bridge was burning properly, and not to kill a general who
was making a reconnaissance, let alone the sacred person
of a king, which must always be held in reverence." It was a
time when fortress garrisons were normally afforded the
honors of war after a courageous defense, and where the
pursuit of a broken enemy was considered in poor form. It
was, after all, the great Frederick who responded to a
proposal for immediate pursuit with the reply, "Yes, you are
quite right, but I don't want to defeat them too badly." [9]
But if this was the military culture of Korsakov, it
most definitely was not that of General Massena. Born the
son of a poor winegrower in 1756, he enlisted in a French
light infantry battalion in 1775, rising through the ranks to
sergeant-major in 1784. He retired in 1789 and became a
most effective smuggler and merchant. He volunteered for
military service to the Republic in 1792 and his talents soon
made him a major general in 1793.
In 1798 he became the commander of the French
Army of Rome, taking the reigns of the Army of the Danube
the next year. He was the type of general who could enforce
an iron discipline, and yet plunder a province with the blink
of an eye. He hated to read, so could not plan a campaign,
but was incredibly resourceful in the face of the enemy. He
was a "general by instinct," and it was none other than the
Duke of Wellington who swore that he never slept
comfortably while Massena was in the field. In short he was
the perfect French Revolutionary general. [10]
Like Korsakov he was also a product of his culture.
But his society was one that rejected warfare as a means to
simply rearrange a few boundaries while retaining societal
order. To the young French Republic war was the legitimate
means to survival through the destruction of the absolutist
nations of Europe that threatened it. War was an instrument
by which the current political order would be overthrown
and replaced with one built on the Revolutionary tenants of
"liberty, equality and brotherhood." Only then would the
French Republic be safe. These beliefs required a type of
warfare that was designed to totally destroy the enemy. It
was a type of warfare that required generals to win big and
to win at all costs.
It accepted that nearly anything in war was legitimate,
so long as victory was the ultimate end. In the words of the
famous "Organizer of Victory," French War Minister Lazare
Nicolas Carnot,"Act in mass formation and take the
offensive. Join action with the bayonet on every occasion.
Give battle on a large and pursue the enemy until he utterly
destroyed." This was hardly the gentlemanly conduct to
which Korsakov, or any other Allied officer was
accustomed. [11]
Given such diametrically opposed views about
warfare, what happened next around the steep, rolling hills
of Zurich suddenly begins to make a little more sense.
Historian John R. Elting recalled,
There was a momentary semi-truce around the
Swiss city of Zurich in 1799. East of the Lake of Zurich
and its northern tributary, the Limmat River, an Austro-
Russian army was readying for an attack to be launched
as soon as the victorious Suvorov's army came up out
of Italy through St Gotthard Pass into the French rear.
To the west was Massena, coiling to strike first.
Meanwhile, Austrian and Russian officers tried to
amuse themselves with parties and balls, but such
affairs went limpingly for lack of proper musical
accompaniment. Austrian bandsman somehow lacked
the necessary gentletouch; as for their Russian
colleagues, it is my uncharitable guess (founded on
personal observation two and a half centuries later) that
it had proved impossible to keep them out of the
punchbowl.
From behind the French lines came the sounds of
several fine bands, tooting with skill and zest.
In the lightest spirit of eighteenth-century warfare,
the Allies requested the occasional loan of some of
those French musicians, if General Massena would be
so obliging. Dour Andrd Massena was a man who
would have opportunity into his bedroom before the
average general began to wonder if there were an
unusual noise at his front door. He obliged. If some of
the French bandsman he graciously provided
occasionally peered around the comers of their
sheet music, the Allies assumed they were simply
ogling the fair ladies swirling past them and not
noting what regimental uniforms their partners
wore. [12]
One will never know how much influence such
musical intelligence made on the thinking of "dour" Andre
Massena, but his attack on the Allies remains to this day an
achievement of planning and surprise. It was a battle
launched with perfect timing as Suvorov had not yet arrived
and most of Korsakov's Austrian allies had just departed the
area to move north towards the forces of Archduke Charles.
One can only wonder whether this was a matter of good
fortune, or whether a lack of Austrian uniforms at a military
ball became a decisive factor. Regardless, the time was now
0400 hours, 25 September 1799, and the destruction of
Korsakov's army, not to mention the concept of warfare it
represented, was close at hand.
Alpine Thunder The Battle of Zurich 1799
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