Noble Frankland

Keeping the bear at bay

Noble Frankland reviews the new history book from Adam Zamoyski

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Poland proved him wrong for, though some in the urban areas did side with the Bolsheviks, the masses of the people, who were peasants, did not. Even so, Poland came within a hair’s breadth of defeat by the massive Russian assault which almost took Warsaw. However, buoyed by their profound Catholic faith and led by the inspirational (and very lucky) Pilsudski, the Poles hung on; Warsaw was saved and thereafter the Bolsheviks were put to flight and driven back beyond their starting lines. When the peace negotiations began, it was Moscow and not Warsaw that was at risk. Thus, was the Red Army denied access to Germany and who knows where else and thus was Lenin’s dream of a communist rising in its wake exposed as such.

There is, however, another dimension to this book. In fact most of it is in another dimension. For the greater part, it is a battlefield book and not a political one. In describing these battles, without losing sight of their great political consequences, Zamoyski shows himself to be a master. Although the battles of this extraordinary campaign were, by comparison with those of the preceding and succeeding world wars, primitive, they were nonetheless of great complexity, the more so because they took place in a war of rapid movement and extraordinary complications. They were primitive in the sense that cavalry still played a vital and often decisive role when the sabre was often more in evidence than the machine gun. They were primitive in other senses too, such as that the troops on both sides often marched in bare feet and wore uniforms that could scarcely be recognised as such. Then there was the complication that the Red Army had been formed in the hot air rising from the funeral pyre of the Tsarist army which had been systematically deconstructed by Lenin and his confrères. On the Polish side, the army was formed by troops who had previously served in the Imperial German, Austrian and Russian armies as well as the Legionaries who were formed by Pilsudski from the resources of the newly recreated Poland herself. Formations were commanded by anything from colonels to, in one case, a barber. Pilsudski himself was a self-taught soldier. Also, owing to the desperate nature of the struggle, there was a tendency on both sides to commit almost unimaginable atrocities, the fear of which, no doubt, accounted for withdrawals so often turning into headlong flights. Nor was it uncommon, especially on the Russian side, for individuals or even formations to change sides, so to speak, in midstream.

Across these battlefields Zamoyski proves to be a sure-footed guide with a rare capacity for casting light into dark corners, to pierce the fog of war and to make what at first seems incomprehensible easy to understand — processes which are greatly facilitated by a series of excellent sketch maps. Zamoyski’s battle pictures, indeed, are reminiscent of Tolstoy and they have the added advantage of being without the latter’s rather strange view of history.

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