Vimy
Pierre Berton
(Anchor, 1986)
336 p.
The Battle of Vimy Ridge began in the early hours of 9 April, 1917. The ridge had been occupied by the Germans for more than two years, and was heavily fortified with barbed wire, a triple layer of trenches on the forward slope, and machine gun nests. Earlier assaults on the ridge by the British and the French had failed; this time the Canadian divisions were tasked with capturing it. Thirty thousand infantrymen, with another seventy thousand supporting troops, deployed along a four-mile front facing the ridge.
The Canadian troops had come to Vimy after the Battle of the Somme, a disastrous episode in which troops had been ordered into frontal assaults on the enemy position and had been mowed down by machine gun fire. At Vimy a new strategy was proposed: an initial heavy artillery barrage, and then the troops would advance by stages behind a “creeping barrage” of artillery slowly moving across No Man’s Land, blasting away the wire and providing cover for the advancing troops.
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This wasn’t the only innovation put to use at Vimy. The First World War was a war in which new technologies and tactics dramatically changed the nature of warfare: tanks, machine guns, and airplanes replaced horses and cannons, shrapnel replaced lead shot, and chemical weapons made their first appearance.
At Vimy the soldiers introduced the idea of raiding the enemy trenches; in the months leading up to the battle, small groups (perhaps a few, but possibly up to several hundred) would cross No Man’s Land by night and surprise the enemy, capturing prisoners or supplies. They were also beginning to understand the tactical uses of machine guns; not only were they used for direct fire on the enemy, but indirect fire — firing, say, at an empty intersection behind the enemy trenches — was used to pin the enemy down and prevent movement of people and supplies.
Working, as I do, in a defence lab, I was fascinated to read about how my counterparts at the time began using sight and sound ranging to triangulate the positions and ranges to the enemy machine guns, which improved the artillery battery’s ability to target them.
A further innovation made by the Canadian divisions had to do with training: the assault was planned for months in advance, the troops practiced, and every soldier was made aware of his role in the assault. The terrain was mapped and studied, objectives were defined, and each man was expected to understand the plan. Apparently this was an unprecedented level of detail conveyed to the troops, and it permitted them to make in-theatre tactical decisions to advance the overall objectives.
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It’s well known that when the Great War was first declared, enthusiasm was high and men signed up in droves, having no idea what they were getting into. The world had never seen a war like this before. But what surprised me was that in 1917, several years into the war, people were still signing up with the same naïve expectations! How was that possible?
Communication from the front was very limited. All correspondence from the soldiers was read and censored. (The army even provided handy postcards for the soldiers to use on which they could check boxes to specify which message they wanted to send: “Everything is great” or “Morale is high” — take your pick.) There was no video footage made public, and while the press did have some access, they tended to publish highly glossed accounts. We tend to think of trench warfare as a ghastly business that turned the world into mud and blood — a scene that would be hard to hide from the public — but in fact the trenches existed only along the front, and their positions changed little over months or even years. A few miles behind the lines life was going on more or less as normal. And so people simply didn’t know what was going on at the front.
Even more surprising than the naivete, however, is the attitude many soldiers displayed once they arrived and experienced the mud, lice, rats, and mortal danger themselves. Many expressed disappointment if they were injured and removed from the front. Letters survive in which these young men describe the experience in glowing terms. To take an example, here is an excerpt from a letter written by Gordon Tupper, the grandson of Canada’s sixth Prime Minister:
“If I am going to die, this is worth it a thousand times. I have ‘been over’ two or three times before but never with a company of my own. Think of it — 150 officers and men will follow you to hell if need be! … I have seen this game for two years and I still like it and feel my place is here … The war has done wonders to me and makes me realize a lot of things I would not have done otherwise…”
This kind of testimony can’t be accounted for simply by noting censorship of negative views. There is something about the psychology of warfare — the thrill of danger, maybe, or the sense of camaraderie that it engenders — that makes a strong appeal to some. I find this very interesting, and I wonder how I would respond in that situation. I am doubtful that I would respond as Gordon Tupper did.
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On the day of the battle, 983 artillery pieces and 150 machine guns “softened up” the German trenches by hurling 250,000 shells and 7.5 million bullets in the space of 100 minutes, and then the advance began. Of the four Canadian divisions, three achieved their objectives in just a few hours; sweeping the Germans out of their trenches, occupying the crest of the ridge, and advancing down the opposite slope. The 4th Division ran into trouble with unforeseen machine gun fire and faced heavy casualties as they attempted to advance. It took another three days for the Canadians to fully capture the ridge, but they did do it.
Over 3000 Canadian soldiers were killed (one-tenth of those in the assaulting force) and another 7000 wounded, but it was a decisive victory and the Germans never regained the position. In the grand scheme of things, though, it was a minor affair. Apparently it is called “the Battle of Vimy Ridge” mainly by Canadians; to others it was but a component of the British-led Battle of Arras. In David Stevenson’s massive history of World War I, Vimy gets only a passing mention; Martin Gilbert gives it about a page. The victory seems to have surprised even British command, who hadn’t worked out a plan for what to do afterwards.
Nonetheless, in Canada the Battle of Vimy Ridge is honoured as one of our glorious military achievements. I’ve heard about it since I was a child, although I hadn’t known the details or appreciated its relevance within the larger war effort until reading this book. Since the 1930s there has been a massive memorial on the site to the fallen Canadian soldiers. Canada is not a powerhouse in the world, and we sometimes have to make a mountain of a molehill in order to have something worthy of civic honour. The notional honour paid Vimy is so taken for granted, in fact, that I was startled to find Pierre Berton, who ranks with our most popular Canadian historians, passing his own verdict on the battle, weighing the lives lost against the military achievement and the civic pride it engendered: Was it worth it? “The answer, of course, is no.”