Big Battle Revisionism ping...Hundred Years’ War ping...Agincourt ping...there...that should cover it.
The History Channel had an interesting show that used a computer program for analyzing crowd flows at stadiums and shopping centers look at this battle. They concluded that many of the French would have been killed by trampling after falling in the mud. They thought the poor visibility in the suits of armor contributed to the French problems. It was interesting to see how the topography contributed so much to the French catastrophe.
Nice picture. How do the French do that? If this were an American battlefield, we’d have housing subdivisions, Walmarts, and highways littering the view.
What utter nonsense. Henry V was a byword of humility (at that stage) and refused requests to wear armour on his triumphal return to London. Instead he wore a simple white tunic to show the crowd that his victory was due to God's intervention. Professor Curry's transparent attempt to demean England's glittering military history will be acceptable to only the most ignorant of her peer group.
If we are mark’d to die, we are enow
To do our country loss; and if to live,
The fewer men, the greater share of honour.
God’s will! I pray thee, wish not one man more.
By Jove, I am not covetous for gold,
Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost;
It yearns me not if men my garments wear;
Such outward things dwell not in my desires.
But if it be a sin to covet honour,
I am the most offending soul alive.
No, faith, my coz, wish not a man from England.
God’s peace! I would not lose so great an honour
As one man more methinks would share from me
For the best hope I have. O, do not wish one more!
Rather proclaim it, Westmoreland, through my host,
That he which hath no stomach to this fight,
Let him depart; his passport shall be made,
And crowns for convoy put into his purse;
We would not die in that man’s company
That fears his fellowship to die with us.
This day is call’d the feast of Crispian.
He that outlives this day, and comes safe home,
Will stand a tip-toe when this day is nam’d,
And rouse him at the name of Crispian.
He that shall live this day, and see old age,
Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours,
And say ‘To-morrow is Saint Crispian.’
Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars,
And say ‘These wounds I had on Crispian’s day.’
Old men forget; yet all shall be forgot,
But he’ll remember, with advantages,
What feats he did that day. Then shall our names,
Familiar in his mouth as household words-
Harry the King, Bedford and Exeter,
Warwick and Talbot, Salisbury and Gloucester-
Be in their flowing cups freshly rememb’red.
This story shall the good man teach his son;
And Crispin Crispian shall ne’er go by,
From this day to the ending of the world,
But we in it shall be remembered-
We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
For he to-day that sheds his blood with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne’er so vile,
This day shall gentle his condition;
And gentlemen in England now-a-bed
Shall think themselves accurs’d they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon Saint Crispin’s day.
— Shakespeare, Henry V
Couldn’t get there with the links. Too bad.
French crossbowmen were “completely outclassed” by the English archers, who could send deadly volleys farther and more frequently
The crossbow had a significantly greater range. While the longbow's potential rate of fire provided a vast advantage, the difference was the archer. Without the strength and skill of years of experience, the longbow would have provided little advantage. It was the warriors, not the weapon.
Centuries Later, Henry V’s Greatest Victory Is Besieged by Academia
Ny Times | 10/24/2009 | James Glanz
Posted on 10/24/2009 10:38:13 AM PDT by Saije
http://www.freerepublic.com/focus/chat/2370050/posts
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