he was supposed to have already increased his income
to forty thousand a year by the proceeds of his investments
at Antwerp. As already intimated, his military
character was sometimes profoundly misunderstood.
He was often considered rather a pedantic than a
practical commander, more capable to discourse of battles
than to gain them. Notwithstanding that his
long life had been an, almost unbroken campaign, the
ridiculous accusation of timidity was frequently made
against him. A gentleman at the court of the
Emperor Charles once addressed a letter to the Duke
with the title of “General of his Majesty’s
armies in the Duchy of Milan in time of peace, and
major-domo of the household in the time of war.”
It was said that the lesson did the Duke good, but
that he rewarded very badly the nobleman who gave it,
having subsequently caused his head to be taken off.
In general, however, Alva manifested a philosophical
contempt for the opinions expressed concerning his
military fame, and was especially disdainful of criticism
expressed by his own soldiers. “Recollect,”
said he, at a little later period, to Don John of
Austria, “that the first foes with whom one
has to contend are one’s own troops; with their
clamors for an engagement at this moment, and—their
murmurs, about results at another; with their ‘I
thought that the battle should be fought;’ or,
’it was my, opinion that the occasion ought
not to be lost.’ Your highness will have
opportunity enough to display valor, and will never
be weak enough to be conquered by the babble of soldiers.”
In person he was tall, thin, erect, with a small head,
a long visage, lean yellow cheek, dark twinkling eyes,
a dust complexion, black bristling hair, and a long
sable-silvered beard, descending in two waving streams
upon his breast.
Such being the design, the machinery was well selected.
The best man in Europe to lead the invading force
was placed at the head of ten thousand picked veterans.
The privates in this exquisite little army, said the
enthusiastic connoisseur Brantome, who travelled post
into Lorraine expressly to see them on their march,
all wore engraved or gilded armor, and were in every
respect equipped like captains. They were the
first who carried muskets, a weapon which very much
astonished the Flemings when it first rattled in their
ears. The musketeers, he observed, might have
been mistaken, for princes, with such agreeable and
graceful arrogance did they present themselves.
Each was attended by his servant or esquire, who
carried his piece for him, except in battle, and all
were treated with extreme deference by the rest of
the army, as if they had been officers. The
four regiments of Lombardy, Sardinia, Sicily, and
Naples, composed a total of not quite nine thousand
of the best foot soldiers in Europe. They were
commanded respectively by Don Sancho de Lodiono, Don
Gonzalo de Bracamonte, Julien Romero, and Alfonso de
Ulloa, all distinguished and experienced generals.