This book is interesting from many levels but, to be honest, I focused primarily on the French Battalion and their colorful leader. Actually, Lieutenant Colonel Monclar was one of the highest ranking generals in the French army but assumed a nom de guerre and reduced himself to lieutenant colonel so that he could participate as a member of the American 23rd Regimental Combat Team (RCT) which was commanded by a colonel. At fifty-eight, Monclar might have been excused to remain comfortably in the rear, but chose instead to troop the line on foot to insure that his soldiers were properly positioned. He even insisted on leading his significantly younger men as they scrambled up ice and snow covered hillsides while under enemy fire. With detailed knowledge of their defenses and the terrain on which they chose to fight, he was better able to make decisions in the heat of battle.
I wish I could say I chose well in placing the hero of my novels among these men, but it was an accident, a very happy accident. Reading this novel was no accident either. It was recommended by other veterans who recognize a good war story when they see one.