END OF THE “SWEDISH PHASE”

© 1992 Donald A. Hollway

          After Breitenfeld Gustavus could have advanced on Vienna itself. Instead he pursued wounded Tilly, south into the heart of Germany. While the he holed up in Bavaria, Pappenheim and Ferdinand both implored Wallenstein to reassume command of the Imperial armies. Though he’d raised 20,000 men himself, Wallenstein sent only a token force in reply. And in April 1632 Gustavus caught up to Tilly, at the River Lech.
          The rushing torrent, and Tilly’s entrenchments on the other bank, impeded attack. Burning damp straw to create a smoke screen, Gustavus put 300 picked Finns across the river. They held a bridgehead until the rest of the army could follow and drive the Catholics from their position. Old Tilly was shot in the leg; though Gustavus sent him a surgeon, he died within the week.
          Now Wallenstein could dictate to Ferdinand the terms for his return. That fall, with his terms met, he crossed the Bohemian border into Gustavus’ rear, retook Leipzig, and set up winter camp at nearby Lützen.
          And so, little more than a year after his victory at Breitenfeld, Gustavus found himself almost back where he’d started, facing a larger Imperial army a few miles from Leipzig.
          With the field obscured by a thick fog and smoke from Lützen, to which Wallenstein had set fire, accounts of the battle are necessarily confused. It seems clear that after an initial cannonade Gustavus, as usual wearing his red sash but no armor, led his cavalry against the Imperialist left flank. The arrival, with reinforcements, of Pappenheim repulsed the Swedes; Gustavus was hit in the arm. Pappenheim was carried off the field with a mortal wound, but before he died he would have the satisfaction of knowing of his old nemesis’ end.
          The Swedes had in fact advanced all along the line, but the mist covered an Imperialist counterattack. Hearing that his center had broken, Gustavus rashly cut across the fog-enshrouded no‑man’s-land between the lines with just three attendants—straight into a detachment of Imperial cavalry.
          In the flurry of pistol shots which followed the king was hit and, as his horse bolted in panic, hit again, in the back. Fallen from the saddle, face down in the dirt, he was administered the coup de grace: a bullet to the head.
          The sight of his horse returning alone to the Swedish lines covered with blood caused a panic, and then a rush of vengeful anger among his troops. They checked the imperialists’ counterattack and captured their artillery, but without Gustavus’ leadership could not finish off the enemy. With dusk falling, the battle drawn and the Saxon army approaching, Wallenstein elected to withdraw.
          Within two years he was also dead—assassinated, too powerful, as a traitor at Ferdinand’s command. In 1634 the Swedes suffered a defeat at Nördlingen. They withdrew from the war, and the French entered it. But for Germany, deprived of her savior and become the battleground of Hapsburg and Bourbon, there remained only 16 more years of starvation, desolation and war.

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