danger and exposure, where I could indeed count the number of shots
exploding round me. After this experiment I never again felt such
weakness. If you surrender to fear, it grows and becomes stronger.
Before marching northwards to Etchmiadzin and Erivan, Paskievich
had left a small force to garrison Nakhichevan under General Prince
Eristov, with Nikita Muravyov as his second-in-command. Eristov was a
dashing cavalry officer, Muravyov was no less of a daredevil, and despite
their strict instructions to play a purely defensive role, they determined
to win glory by capturing Tabriz. On 2 October, the day that Paskievich
made his triumphal entry into Erivan, Eristov took the fortress of
Marand, an essential stepping-stone on the way to Tabriz; nine days
later, in clear contravention of their orders, he and Muravyov marched
their troops towards the capital.
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‘The matter was decided,’ wrote
Muravyov later to his father, ‘my honour demanded it.’ Abbas Mirza’s
troops, who had been thoroughly demoralised by the fall of Erivan, were
routed when they tried to cut them off, and the Crown Prince retired
defeated to the province of Khoi. On 13 October, the Russian advance
guard under Muravyov arrived outside Tabriz to find that the garrison
troops had fled. The Commander-in-Chief, Allah Yar Khan, had tried in
vain to rally them, but had been overridden by the mujtahid, the senior
Imam, Agha Mir Futta, who took the view that resistance would led to
the unnecessary loss of Muslim lives.
Muravyov, to his amazement, saw the enormous citadel of Tabriz,
with its many cannon and crowds of hostile people inside it, await his
arrival in silence. With two-and-a-half battalions of infantry and six
guns he marched through the Istanbul gate and occupied the city with-
out opposition, Eristov arriving a few hours later with the main body of his
troops. One of his officers, Edward Brimmer, gives a vivid description of
his entry in his memoirs: Eristov at the head of his cavalry, closely
followed by a Persian escort on richly caparisoned horses, receiving the
keys of the city from the humiliated Beglerbeg; the sound of Russian
bands and drums and the downhearted Persian cries of ‘Allah’ as he
cantered past; the primitive sight of innumerable sheep being sacrificed
as propitiatory offerings along the way.
Paskievich marched into Tabriz three days later, consolidating its
capture with a garrison of 14,000 men. Russian officers strolled about
the streets, greeting new arrivals ‘as casually as though we were in
Kaluga,’ wrote Brimmer. Among them was Griboyedov, who, sighting
Eristov surrounded by a cheerful group of Generals, remarked with a
touch of sarcasm to Brimmer that following the capture of Tabriz
Eristov considered himself greater than Caesar. Brimmer, knowing that
Eristov had officially disobeyed Paskievich’s instructions, asked him
what he thought his reaction would be. ‘I don’t know,’ said Griboyedov,
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