This remnant of the Casa Jerpes garrison encountered a small patrol of Dragoons led by a Sgt Porc-Baton. Major D'Fecht had sent a dragoon to warn the local infantry commander, Capitaine Etienne Coq Sportif of the British raid and to instruct him to bring up an escort for the major and his prisoner to the small coastal town of Beau Cochon in the Baie De Cochons.
Within a few hours Capitaine Coq Sportif, a very capable officer,had rendevouzed with Major D'Fecht and his escort. With him he has brought two groups of line infantry to which he added the one escorting the major. These he placed under Lt Bidet and Sgt Grimmeau. Coq Sportif also had two groups of voltiguers and their NCO, Sgt Balzaic, the dragoons that the major had met and a light gun under the command of Lt Gustav Wynd and Sgt Claude D'Arce. These then proceeded towards the town of Beau Cochons and the ship awaiting the major and his prize.
Meanwhile the British had not been inactive. Aware that the French navy had a presence in the area, Pugwash guessed that the French intelligence officer might have a ship awaiting him and his valuable prisoner in the Baei De Cochons and planned accordingly. Locking up the prisoners they had taken at the Casa Jerpes in the large stable block where he himself had been held caotive, he then sent Captain KInkaid and his rifles to trail the French while he took Major Paine and his marines as well as his seamen and proceeded to row around the island to the bay to head off the French. Whichever part of his forces arrived there first was to attempt to delay the French till the other came up to assist them. A simple plan but the best he could come up with as time was pressing.
As we join the story, the French have arrived at Beau Cochons; all appears quiet and above the roofs of the town can be seen the masts of a ship from which flutters the French Tricolor. Major D'Fecht heaves a sigh of relief, safety is within reach! But the ever observant Capitaine Coq Sportif has spotted a large, suspiciously Briish looking boat approaching the beach....
Capitaine Etienne Coq Sportif cursed his luck. Though he was glad of the recent turn of events and the chance to come to grips with the British he would have much preferred to have done so for a more noble cause than protecting that excretable Major D'Fecht.
and his prisoner; attractive though she was. He wouldn't have minded interrogting her himself. Still, orders from a superior officer were orders. And wasn't that sneering jackanapes D'Fecht the very insufferable superior type that the Revolution was supposed to have rid France of
As he peered towards the shimmering sea, a few hundred yards from the beach he could see a large boat being rowed towards the shore. It was full of men, men in red jackets with black shakos on their heads.
"Well done, Capitaine Coq Sportif, the Emperor will be grateful for your effort this day" said Major D'Fecht who, moving forward from the centre of the small force where he had marched all night, his prisoner close by him all the way. Coq Sportif, at the head of the column, had heard him all the way on their night march to Beau Cochons, complaining, chiding, nagging at the men around him. Soon they would be rid of him though.
"I would save your thanks for the moment, Major D'Fecht; it appears the British haven't given up on your prisoner just yet..'replied Coq Sportif, pointing at the boat full of marines. "Merde!" cried D'Fecht 'You must save me..I mean us, Coq Sportif. Save us, I say!!"
Ignoring the panic stricken D'Fecht the captain turned to his men "Sergeant Balzaic, take your men forward, prepare to engage the Britih as the land. Lt Wynd, deploy your gun forward of the houses; I think some cannister would be in order but I shall not tell you how best to employ your cannon" The artillery lieutenant bowed and started shouting orders to his artillery men. "Bidet!" Coq Sportif called to his lieutenant "Take the rest of the men and make sure the major gets aboard that ship or you will have me to answer for. I will send the dragoons to assist you if you have any trouble; do not fail, Bidet!" The young lieutenant nodded and turning to the major he pointed towards the ship, simply said "Major?"
|Beau Cochons and the waiting French frigate|
|Spotting the large naval cutter crammed with marines and sailors heading for Beau|
Conchons beach, Coq Sportif's Volitiguers and light gun begin to deploy
|The Marines and matelots disembark and battle is joined. In this early|
exchange the French Voltiguers under Capitaine Coq Sportif would
have the better of it, wounding and incapacitating Rear Admiral Pugwash.
|With the Voltiguers beginning to take casualties, Coq Sportif orders|
Lt Wynd to bring his gun into action against the marines
|...which he does with commendable speed,|
|Sgt Porc-Baton and his dragoons are sent to support Lt |
Bidet and the infantry escorting Major D'Fecht
and gardens, prepare to enfilade the approaching French..
|...who are intent on reaching the ship, chivied along by the nervous Major D'Fecht|