‘In dreary, doubtful waiting hours Before the brazen frenzy starts, The horses show him nobler powers;- O patient eyes, courageous hearts.’ Into Battle, Julian Grenfell, 1915 In the days of horsed cavalry, a soldier’s mount was a living, breathing companion. It galloped into the jaws of death at the sound of the bugle and the nudge of spurs. It carried its rider over arid deserts, across swollen rivers, up near-sheer mountains. Whole societies functioned because of the warhorse - the Huns, the Mongols, and the tribes of the North American plains. Horses were worshipped as gods - the centaurs of ancient Greece, Tziminchak of the Aztecs, while the Roman emperor Caligula intended to make his horse a consul! Most of us have only ever seen warhorses at the movies - the Scots Greys at Waterloo, the Light Brigade at Balaclava, Taras Bulba’s Cossacks on the Steppes and Custer’s cavalry at the Little Big Horn. This book celebrates the colour and nostalgia of a fighting past, from eohippus the first horse to Sefton, the last warhorse injured in the line of duty. Not forgetting the stark reality of thousands of animals sacrificed for men’s greed and ambition, those killed on campaign, the maimed cab-horses and fodder for the knacker’s yard. AUTHOR: M.J. Trow was educated as a military historian at King’s College, London, specialising in British cavalry. He is probably best known today for his true crime and crime fiction works, but his first book for Pen and Sword was The Pocket Hercules, a biography of William Morris who led the 17th Lancers in the Charge of the Light Brigade. Amongst other things, he collects cavalry uniforms and equipment and is never happier than when delving into the dark corners of antique shops. He divides his time between homes in the Isle of Wight and the Land of the Prince Bishops.
20 colour illustrations