de Ségur continues his account of the Army of Italy after it crossed the Vop river, leaving stragglers, baggage and artillery on the far side of the river to be swarmed by the Cossacks: “The Army of Italy, divested of everything, dripping with the waters of the Vop, without food or shelter, spent the night in the snow near a village in which the generals tried in vain to find lodgings for themselves. The soldiers attacked the frame houses, falling in desperate swarms on every dwelling, taking advantage of the darkness that prevented them from recognizing their own officers or being recognized by them. They tore off the doors and windows, even the woodwork of the roof, caring little whether they forced others, regardless of their rank, to bivouac like themselves.”
“Their generals tried in vain to drive them off. The soldiers, even those of the royal and imperial Guards, bore their blows without complaingin, without offering any oppostiion, but without desisting. Throughout the army similar scenes were repeated every evening.”
“They spent that night drying themselves around the fires they had lit, listening to the cries, curses, and moans of those who were still crossing the torrent, or who rolled from the top of the steep bank to their death in the ice-filled waters.”
“It is a fact that reflects disgrace on the enemy, that in the midst of this chaos, within sight of so rich a prize, a few hundred men left a mile or so from the Viceroy, on the other side of the river, held both the courage and the cupidity of Platov’s Cossacks in check for twenty-four hours. It is possible that the Hetman believed he had made sure of the destruction of the Viceroy on the following day. Indeed, all his plans were so well laid that at the instant when the army of Italy, at the end of a troubled and disorganized day’s march, caught sight of Dukhovshchina, one of the few towns as yet uninjured [this town was not in the line of march on the advance to Moscow], and were joyfully hurrying forward to seek shelter in it, they saw swarming out of it several thousand Cossacks… At the same time, [Matvei Ivanovich] Platov with the rest of his hordes galloped up and attacked their rear and both flanks.”
“According to several eyewitnesses, the most terrible confusion ensued. The disbanded men, women, and attendants rushed wildly on one another, stampeding through the ranks For a moment this unfortunate army was little more than a formmless mob, an ignoble rabble milling blindly round and round. All seemed lost; but the coolness of the Prince [Eugéne] and the efforts of his officers saved the day. The crack troops disengaged themselves from the confusion, ranks were re-established. The army advanced under the protection of a volley of shots, and the enemy who had everything on their side, except courage — the only good thing we had left — broke ranks and scattered, content with a useless demonstration.”
“We immediately took their place in the town, while they pitched their camps outside and laid their plans for further surprise attacks which were to last up to the very gates of Smolensk; for the disaster at the Vop had made Eugène give up the idea of remaining separated from the Emperor. The Cossacks, emboldened by success, surrounded the 14th Division. When the Prince tried to rescue them, the soldiers and officers, benumbed and stiffened by sub-zero cold and a cutting north wind, refused to budge from the warm ashes of their fires. In vain he pointed out to them their surrounded companions, the approaching enemy and the shells and bullets already falling around them. They still refused to rise, protesting that they would rather perish there than bear such cruel suffering any longer. Even the sentinels had abandoned their posts. Nevertheless, Prince Eugène succeeded in saving his rear guard.”
The remains of the Army of Italy arrived at Smolensk on December 12, 1812.