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This could have been the comment of a Prussian officer at Jena fifteen years later. The émigré journalist Maller du Pan made a simple observation, as snide as it was accurate, on the French employment of tirailleurs en grande bandes
'Tactical plans are a pure waste of time against a vast scum of floating irregular troops whose true force consists of their impetuous torrent.'
John Elting is even more succinct
'Prussian, Austrian, Spanish, Piedmantese, Neapolitan, and English generals did their professional best and eventually found that some vulgarian of a French ex-sergeant, whom they had completely outmaneuvered, would fail to recognize the hopelessness of his situation, or that a recent captain of French artillery would show a shocking disregard for the accepted system of strategy and tactics. Thereupon another military masterpiece would degenerate into a knock-down-drag-out grudge fight.
Put yourself in their place. Swarms of skirmishers have enveloped your tight, strictly dressed formations, firing from behind cover in a most unsoldierlike fashion. If you charge them with the bayonet, they drift away-still shooting- and follow you when you return to your original position. Eventually your lines are in tatters. Then suddenly, out of the smoke, comes a howling, trampling, caterwauling rush of battalion columns, the bayonets and bull-weight of twelve fresh men against every yard of your exhausted line (which was only three deep when the action began) at their chosen point of impact.'