I'm pretty sure that that starving them out was a standard tactic time allowing.I would have just got my army to build a wall around the castle. Leave them there.
I went to one of these on a cycling trip in Holland last year, it was exceptionally pleasing to see the full star shape on my ride map afterwards. All the way round I had that part of Austerlitz in my mind. Bit like when I arrive in Liverpool St.I loved the bit in Austerlitz where he talks about how forts developed after the middle ages into these increasingly complex shapes, intended to render them proof against increasingly powerful artillery, until by WWI they had ground plans like some sort of mutant alien crab.
And, whenever anyone asks him where he was injured, he can point out that it happened just there, by the eastern inner bastion (or wherever it was).I always think of Tristam Shandy - Uncle Toby with his scarps and counter-scarps, demi-lunes and covered-ways....
Barry Castle, Vale of Glamorgan, South Wales.
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Not a lot left of it, to be fair.
this is the most rubbish castle i've ever laid eyes on.
That image is a bit shit but fuck it.
"Clitheroe" sounds like a dude who is super amazing at cunnilingus.great post.
i went to school in a town called clitheroe. one of the key smoking spots was clitheroe castle, which at the time had a speaker installed making a ghost noise "wooooo"
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"Clitheroe" sounds like a dude who is super amazing at cunnilingus.
My first thought was it sounded like the name of a Shakespeare character.you know, i attended school in that town for 7 years and no one ever noticed that play on words, glaringly obvious as it now appears.