14 September 1914, Nieuwpoort
The machine gunner was back at the aid post, he had been slightly wounded by a ricochet, the round had been deflected into his arm after striking the edge of the brick wall he was using for cover. The days fighting had been intense, the most successful attack had been that of the jäger battalions, they had advanced cleverly taking full advantage of the limited cover available to advance by rushes towards the British fighting lines.
The Royal Marines had been subjected to sporadic artillery fire throughout the night but for the most part it had been poorly aimed and had not achieved very much, a few men killed and wounded and one of the British artillery pieces was destroyed when it was struck on the trunnion by a German high explosive shell. The gun was unmanned but there was a quantity of ready use ammunition piled nearby that exploded when struck by shell fragments causing heavy casualties.
The Royal Marines had stood to at nautical dawn, awaiting the attack they knew must come, the machine gunner had manned his gun, his loader to his side ready to begin feeding the Vickers Machine Gun with which they were equipped. The German had commenced much heavier rates of fire than that experience during the night, that had clearly just been harassing fire intended to disrupt the sleep of the british troops and make movements more difficult, reducing the opportunity for the British to resupply, reinforce or evacuate any outlying positions.
The British cruisers offshore had not engaged in any gunfire support in the night the possibility of hitting their own forces and the complexity of issuing gunnery direction at night had precluded it. The land-based artillery had done some firing, but it had mainly been indirect fire aimed at map references and the occasional star shell. But like the infantry, the gunners ashore and the sailors at sea stood to their guns and made ready for a busy day.
The first attack had been made by the Jägers, they had used the cover of darkness to advance to within 400 yards of the British front line, they had concealed themselves in the limited cover that was available, mainly lying in the shallow ditches which crisscrossed the flat farmland, where there were crops they also used them for concealment. They lay waiting the signal for the attack, the horse artillery was going to fire a short barrage then when the shelling ceased, they would advance at the rush with fixed bayonets.
The shelling by the horse artillery was as heavy as they could manage and for 10 minutes they had fired a barrage of 10 rounds per minute, 100 rounds per gun and nearly 40 percent of the ammunition they had on hand. As dawn broke they had much better visibility of the British lines, they targeted them much more effectively. Hitting breastworks and outlying strong points which had been identified the previous day.
The Jägers advanced with a shout and with bugles playing the advance, they rose up from their concealment and advanced by rushes, the Royal Marines had kept their heads down under the artillery barrage, but as soon as the fire ceased, they returned to their positions, the breastworks had been damaged in many places but not enough to seriously impact their defence. The NCOs and Officers rapidly took charge of their men and the Germans had scarcely advanced more than 50 feet before the fire of the Royal Marines tore into them, the same musketry standard was expected of a Marine as a Soldier and the same withering rifle fire ploughed through the advancing ranks. The Jägers advanced with fire and movement tactics, pausing to shoot at the Marines, however they lacked the cover and concealment of the British Infantry, and the withering effect of Machine Gun fire was soon added to their problems. The Jäger advance stalled just short of the British line in most places but near the centre of the line where the shelling had been more effective, they managed to advance to the breastworks. The British defenders rose from behind their defences and engaged the Jägers with fixed bayonets putting the attackers to flight. With that failure and with the British artillery finally waking up to the threat and their shells finally starting to land amongst the attackers, the Jägers retreated back to their start lines.
The dismounted cavalry attacks fared even worse, they attacked in close order formations and were savaged by machine guns and rifle fire from the moment they came into effective range. The British artillery was only peripherally involved in the attacks they concentrated their fire on supressing the Horse Artillery. The Royal Navy did manage to contribute to the defence, with both 9.2” and 6” rounds being fired, their accuracy had improved with better signal links between ship and shore and the large targets presented by dismounted cavalry squadrons.
As the day wore on the German Attacks became ever more frantic, it culminated with an anachronism, at around 2pm as another attempt by the badly depleted Jäger and dismounted regiments was failing, two full regiments of cavalry formed up just out of rifle shot.
All of the surviving horse artillery units had joined the cavalry and they unlimbered as close to the British lines as they could manage. They began a stinging barrage and as they fired, the cavalry order to advance at the trot was given. The artillery attempting to shoot the cavalry onto the British lines, the cavalry in long lines was trotting forward, it was still out of range of effective rifle shot. The machine guns where also silent waiting till their fire would be most effective.
When the cavalry had advanced to within 1000m of the British line the horse artillery redoubled their fire, the machine gunners and rifle men still silent. The order to advance at the gallop was given, this was further out than is ideal with cavalry but the need to cover the beaten zone of the machine guns and rifles outweighed, the need to keep the horses fit to charge again.
The RMLI machine gunners still under fire keep their guns silent. The cavalry advanced, the shells soaring overhead getting ever closer to the charging horsemen until the battery commanders had to cease fire lest a short round or a faulty fuse strike their own men. Already they had kept shooting much closer than was pre-war practice but the bloodbath of the day had hardened them all to risk.
The artillery didn’t actually cease fire they just switched to slightly deeper targets, their ammunition supply was fast dwindling but the was the schwerpunkt, the point of decision on which the whole battle rested, nothing would be left to chance.
Within moments of the guns lifting the machine guns and rifles fired, as it had done so many times in colonial wars the combination of the Vickers Maxim and the Lee Enfield proved devastating, whole troops of cavalry were cut down in moments. The charge stalled 500 yards from the British line, confusion reigned, some units tried to dismount and use their carbines, others pressed on their numbers melting away the closer they got. At 150 yards they encountered a fairly simple barbed wire entanglement, only a few strands and wooden not steel pickets so knocked down in many places. But not everywhere and a horse with a loop of barbed wire wrapped round its hoof is chaos, the attack collapsed, those still mounted attempting to flee and those on foot seeking shelter were ever it could be found.
It was at that moment that the artillery got back into the action, the poor communications between the front line and the guns both on and offshore meant that their fire arrived too late to sway the battle but it devastated the retreating troops.