Book review
The Long Patrol Review
Brian Jacques turns a young hare's wish to join Salamandastron's warriors into a spirited but unusually sober Redwall story about service, loss, and earned courage.
- Author
- Brian Jacques
- First published
- 1997
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https://openlibrary.org/works/OL465902WThe Long Patrol review: courage after the parade
This The Long Patrol review finds Brian Jacques working in two registers at once. On the surface, the tenth Redwall adventure is full of the pleasures that make the series immediately recognizable: woodland travelers, extravagant meals, boastful villains, riddling speech, military songs, and sudden changes from comedy to combat. Underneath that abundance is a sterner coming-of-age story. Tamello De Fformelo Tussock, usually called Tammo, wants the uniform and glory of Salamandastron's Long Patrol before he understands the obligations that come with them. The novel tests that desire against fatigue, fear, leadership, and death.
That tension gives the book its shape. Tammo's youthful impatience is not treated as a secret sign that he already knows everything. He must travel, listen, make mistakes, and discover that a regiment is a community before it is a spectacle. Jacques can be broad and noisy, but the moral movement is precise: courage is not the absence of vulnerability, and honor is not a costume a young hero can simply put on.
Three story lines moving toward Redwall
The plot draws energy from convergence. Tammo leaves home with Russa Nodrey, a wandering squirrel whose experience immediately complicates his romantic picture of adventure. Elsewhere, the Rapscallion army presents an organized threat rather than a single marauding villain. At Redwall Abbey, events that initially seem local become part of the same approaching crisis. The Long Patrol itself connects Salamandastron, the roads, and the Abbey as both fighting force and living tradition.
Jacques keeps cutting among travelers, defenders, and invaders, so the reader often knows that separate groups are moving toward a collision before the characters do. This is not suspense built on a single hidden solution. It is suspense built on distance: who will arrive, what each group understands, and how much damage will occur before scattered allies can act together. The method suits a world in which hospitality, rumor, songs, and old loyalties carry information across the landscape.
The multiple strands also prevent Tammo from becoming a solitary chosen hero. His education depends upon meeting creatures with knowledge he lacks. His eventual place in the action is earned within an ensemble, not granted by a prophecy that makes everyone else secondary.
Tammo and the meaning of the uniform
Tammo begins with an understandable fantasy of belonging. The Long Patrol hares are disciplined, famous, and associated with the mountain fortress of Salamandastron. For a young hare, joining them appears to offer an immediate adult identity. Jacques spends much of the book separating that identity from its glamorous outline.
Russa is crucial because she treats travel as practical work. Food, shelter, observation, and judgment matter as much as enthusiasm. The older warriors likewise reveal that martial confidence has a history behind it. Their jokes and eccentric speech do not erase the fact that they have accepted responsibility for others. Tammo has to learn when boldness helps a group and when it merely exposes the group to danger.
This makes his development more convincing than a simple sequence of victories. He does not cease to be energetic or idealistic. Instead, those qualities acquire weight. The book's best emotional turns come when the cheerful language of adventure can no longer protect him from consequence. By the time duty means something to Tammo, it means more than recognition.
Feasts, dialect, and the Redwall idea of home
Jacques's descriptive excess is part of the argument, not just an ornamental series habit. Meals at Redwall are comic set pieces, but they also show what the defenders are protecting: continuity, welcome, craft, memory, and enough safety for appetite to become celebration. The contrast with an army that consumes and destroys is deliberately simple, yet effective. Home is defined by shared labor and generosity rather than walls alone.
Dialect performs similar work. Hares, moles, abbey dwellers, and invaders often announce their affiliations through rhythm and vocabulary. This can be demanding, especially for readers encountering Redwall for the first time, but it turns the cast into audible communities. Jacques wants voices to crowd the page. The result resembles an oral tale in which comic repetitions help listeners recognize who has entered the scene.
There is a limit to the technique. Some voices function more as beloved types than as subtle individuals, and the density of verbal mannerisms can interrupt urgent moments. Readers who prefer transparent prose may find themselves decoding a sentence when they want the battle to move. For receptive readers, however, the sound is inseparable from the warmth.
Battle without pretending it is harmless
The publisher frames The Long Patrol as one of Redwall's fiercest battles, and the novel earns that description without abandoning its younger audience. Jacques does not dwell on realistic gore, but neither does he make conflict consequence-free. Experienced defenders can fall. Promising plans can fail. A character's bravery does not guarantee survival, and grief continues after the immediate danger has passed.
This matters because the book begins so close to a boyish military dream. If battle were only an arena in which Tammo could display talent, his growth would be hollow. Instead, combat alters his understanding of the organization he wants to join. The Long Patrol's discipline is valuable because power must be coordinated in defense of a place; it is not valuable simply because uniforms and weapons are exciting.
The moral division remains stark. Rapscallions are characterized chiefly through appetite, cruelty, fear, and rivalry, while Redwall's allies represent loyalty and care. That clarity supports the adventure's momentum, but it narrows the political imagination. Readers seeking morally conflicted antagonists or a sustained examination of why armies form will need a different novel.
Reader fit, pacing, and series context
The book best suits readers who like a large cast and are willing to let a journey accumulate companions before the decisive confrontation. The middle movement repeatedly shifts location, introduces plans, and makes room for songs or meals. That creates breadth but can feel digressive to someone expecting a single straight pursuit. The reward is that the climax belongs to a world the reader has inhabited, not a stage assembled at the last minute.
Prior Redwall knowledge enriches references to the Abbey and Salamandastron, yet the central conflict is legible on its own. A new reader can understand Tammo's ambition, the Rapscallion threat, and the defenders' purpose without memorizing the previous nine books. What may be harder to acquire instantly is affection for the series' tonal mixture. Jacques can move from comic food talk to bereavement with little transitional cushioning. Fans recognize that contrast as the point; newcomers may experience it as a jolt.
For younger readers, adults should note the repeated peril and losses rather than assuming that talking animals mean a gentle story. For adults returning to the series, the same material may reveal how carefully Jacques binds comfort to mortality.
Strengths and cautions in balance
The clearest strength is structural. Parallel movements turn geography into relationship, and Tammo's personal development gives the military scale an emotional center. Jacques also understands that a defense story needs a vivid account of what deserves defense. Redwall's communal pleasures make the danger concrete without requiring a speech about abstract values.
The characterization is intentionally uneven. Tammo, Russa, and several leaders carry genuine emotional pressure, while other figures arrive as comic or villainous emblems. The huge cast amplifies bustle but limits interior depth. Likewise, the battles create real sorrow within a moral scheme that rarely asks the reader to reconsider who is good.
Those limitations are easier to accept when the novel is read as communal adventure rather than psychological realism. Its seriousness lies in loyalty, succession, and memory. Jacques is interested in how one generation's service makes room for another, and in what the younger generation must learn before inheriting a heroic name.
Alternatives and connected reading
Readers who want another fantasy of travel and hard-won belonging can continue with Sojourn, where an outsider's movement through a dangerous world offers a more solitary contrast. From Dead to Worse shifts toward adult supernatural society and a more intimate narrative perspective. For a gentler but still emotionally exact use of anthropomorphic characters, Det Osynliga Barnet Och Andra Ber Ttelser provides an illuminating change of scale.
The broader fantasy shelf is useful if the attraction is quest structure and invented communities, while young adult reviews offer alternatives centered more directly on adolescence. These routes are contrasts rather than substitutes. Few books reproduce Jacques's combination of barracks humor, abbey hospitality, and battlefield elegy.
Final assessment
The Long Patrol succeeds because it refuses to leave Tammo's dream untouched. It grants him adventure, comradeship, and the chance to prove himself, but it changes what proof means. The young hare who admires a fighting unit must learn that its identity rests on restraint, sacrifice, and memory as much as skill.
Readers already at home in Redwall will find a substantial series entry that deepens Salamandastron's role and makes generational change emotionally visible. New readers can follow it, provided they accept a crowded ensemble, emphatic good and evil, and dialogue that demands an ear for invented dialect. Its pleasures are generous and its moral architecture is uncomplicated, but the losses inside that architecture are not trivial. The result is a rousing adventure with enough grief in its foundations to make its celebrations matter.