ABSTRACT
In modern war a general who had just inflicted a crushing defeat on the main hostile army would be expected to turn his victory to some strategic account—more especially, perhaps, when he had won his victory by a new tactical device, as startling and demoralising to the enemy as was the twentieth-century introduction of poison-gas or tanks on the battlefield King Philip’s army had gone to pieces—nothing lay between Edward and Paris, Rouen, or any other goal that he might have selected.
