Starting set up. Graut Kop is the triangular hill. |
In
order to secure a good artillery position for further assaults on
Boer positions closer to Pretoria, General White's orders were to
secure Graut Kop, the steep central hill, by the end of the day.
Despite the keenness of General Brassick's staff however, the advance
began late, with the King's Own leading the Royal Brigade in its
advance.
The
Irish Brigade moved en
masse
on the other flank, the Connaught Fusiliers moving their flank
companies into skirmish order as they approached the Gebeer bridge.
The British advance. |
The
change of formation had barely been completed when fire from Plat
Kop, the flat hill that split the rivers, took an almighty toll on
that brave regiment, killing a third of their number in one terrible
ambush. Men of the South Irish were also caught, but the greatest
storm fell upon the Fusiliers leading the Irish Brigade's advance.
Having
begun the Royals' advance, the King's Own were now slowed by terrible
circumstance. Determined to assault Graut Kop without coming too near
the northern hills, they found Harrison River near impassable, having
great difficulty in crossing short of the bridge that stood in those
hills' shadows.
Only
two hundred and fifty-odd effectives remained of the Connaught
Fusiliers, and the ravaged remnants of the regiment began to pull
back. They were several hundred yards behind the front lines when
General Brassick managed to rally them into some sort of order.
Finally
making it across Harrison River, the front elements of the King's Own
began storming Plat Kop, enfilading the murderers of the Connaught
Fusiliers. Unfortunately, their supporting line was itself enfiladed
by a Boer position set up to protect the Harrison River bridge, which
they had so wisely avoided.
The King's Own take the rear of Plat Kop. |
Crossing
the Gebeer while the King's Own distracted Plat Kop's defenders, the
front companies of the Ulster Light Infantry made a gallant assault
on the hill, but were shot down in droves on the slopes and the few
dozen survivors fell back across the river. The King's Own charged
the Boers from the rear, but were themselves thrown back by these
martial paragons of Afrikaner virtue. The support line arrived for a
second assault, but yet another ambush from the banana-shaped Pinang
Hill destroyed it with mercilessly accurate enfilading fire.
Fortunately
for British pride, the infantry's sacrifices had given the Queen's
Northern Lancers time to navigate the marshes, and they fell upon the
Boers with great shouts and flashing steel, sending the greyclad
farmers fleeing in terror. Seeing the objective taken, the QNL's
second line instead charged Pinang Hill, seeking revenge for the
winnowing of the King's Own. Their gallant charge took the hill, but
over a hundred troopers fell in the charge. As this war progresses it
becomes more and more apparent that the antiquated cavalry tactics of
some of our Crimea-blooded generals are inadequate for the modern age
of rifles. In a perfect example, the volunteers of the Canadian
Mounted Rifles cleared Bridge Kop by the banks of the Harrison of the
Boers who had enfiladed the King's Own advance across the river for
fewer than fifty casualties.
The
lancers regrouped on the now-pacified Plat Kop, and moved to assault
the remainder of Pinang's defenders. By luck or Brassick's inept
design however, the cavalry were interrupted in their charge by fire
from the Royal Artillery. While few men were killed, the horses were
so spooked by the close fall of shells that the lancers were of no
use for the rest of the battle.
For
an hour or so around 3pm, the battle stalled into a series of
long-range sniping matches. The Royal Sherwood Rangers, advancing in
open order, had been ambushed by artillery which flensed their
leading companies from Craggy Hill. The orders went back, and soon
the Royal Artillery had opened on the suspected source of fire,
pouring down lyddite in an attempt to clear the way. All down the
line, the British held their ground, restoring their calm and
confidence before another push for Graut Kop.
The
Irish began the afternoon's great effort, the South Irish and Ulsters
moving on the Gebeer. Unfortunately, patient and cunning Pom-Pom
gunners were waiting on deVoer's hill and the South Irish were driven
back under fire from them and the riflemen on the hill south of
Mikel's Kraal, shattered and dying and broken beyond repair.
The
Ulsters at least made it across the river, but were caught in the
kraal's fields and decimated over the next hour or so as their
advance slowed to a crawl. By the end of the battle, the South Irish
and the Ulsters had both been forced to retire in the face of the
enemy with extremely heavy losses.
There
was better news on the northern flank however, as the Royal Sherwoods
& Canadians took Craggy Hill and the Boer artillery positions on
it after several abortive moves forward. At the same time, the New
Zealand volunteers crossed the Harrison and stormed towards the kraal
in column, only to be ambushed twice, once from Graut Kop and once
from Bak Hill, costing them three of their four hundreds before they
even saw the enemy.
The
Royal Scots Fusiliers during all this advanced as an epitome of the
British infantryman. They crossed the Harrison, consolidated Bridge
Kop and then stormed the entrenched Boer positions on the north of
Bak Hill despite the defenders' superior numbers. Alas, their time
held in reserve by Brigadier Mordaunt cost the battle dearly. Despite
all the sacrifices and all the advances by the British, the Boers
still held Bak Hill and Mikel's Hill by fall of night.
With
so many Boers still in the close vicinity, the risk of bringing up
the guns was far too high, and so reluctantly, and with great passing
of the buck, Brassick gravely put his name to a telegram informing
General White of his division's failure in the day's operations.
Mark Abelard, esq.
The Eastern Times
The end of play. Boers to the left, and hidden at the back. |
Butcher's
Bill
British:
800 dead, 1,400 wounded. 3 battalions routed.
Boers:
500 dead, 700 wounded, 4 guns lost. 400 dispersed into the
countryside.
Overview
This
was a real see-saw of a battle. The early British successes made it
seem like things would be over by 2pm, but by nightfall at 7pm,
things had gone too slowly for victory. The problem, of course, was
shock. Initiatives spent moving men forward were lost when it came to
keeping them there, and eventually, great things fell apart (not
withstanding the amazing sprint by the Royal Scots that took them
from the reserve to the Boer board edge in only a couple of turns.
The
Brits took 48% casualties in this battle, but Barbarossa and I both
really enjoyed it. Despite being in charge of Brassick's division, he
was pleased to see that both sides could achieve tactical victory.
Man-of-the-match:
Royal Scots Fusiliers, for storming Bak Hill in such magnificent
style.
Anti-man-of-the-match:
Royal Artillery, by special request.
It
seems that no-one has yet quite grasped using the British artillery,
especially with only one Staff card in the deck!
What a great report! It reads as it came with last century's Transvaal Times!
ReplyDeleteI can well sympathise with the see-saw nature of the action - especially with well sited pom-poms and Boer defences. Coordinating the British attacks is very difficult once cohesion starts to be eroded with "shock" and losses mounting.
I was very interested in the role of the Queens Northern Lancers - at times highly effective, at other times a distraction or blown. Very, very typical of fixed actions in the Boer War!
Thanks!
DeleteThis is the first time that I've really got the hang of defence in depth, and I really enjoyed building cliffs to break the British waves.
The QNL were quite unlucky in that their charge rolled short due to shock, and they were then caught in a Royal Artillery blast zone, tripling their shock and making them a complete liability - it just wasn't worth the initiative to rally them.
The crazy thing was that at the start of the battle, the turns were quite long, and then the Outspan card kept shuffling higher and higher up the deck as the day went on - particularly around 3pm, where there were three consecutive turns of negligible value. Except to me as the time-dependent defender!