Today we continue the story of IIIrd Corps escape from the trap at Krasnoe. After leaving camp fires burning in the night and slipping away to the north to cross the ice of the Dnieper, dawn of the 19th arrived to show that Ney’s IIIrd Corps was alone, for now.
Some Cossack outposts were captured and by midday, two villages were also captured, their inhabitants fleeing and leaving provisions behind. But the plundering is soon brought to an end by the appearance of swarms of Cossacks led by General Matvei Platov. But Ney’s troops are well formed and the Cossacks dare not attack. IIIrd Corps continues its march, but now finds the Cossacks have cannon mounted on sledges.
Montesquiou Duc de Fezensac and about 100 of his men became separated from the main body when they were ordered to clear the woods along the river of Cossacks. Having accomplished their task, they became lost in the fading light. Hurrying to catch up, they are again harassed by Cossacks who “Kept shouting at us to surrender and firing point-blank into our midst. Those who were hit were abandoned. A sergeant had his leg shattered by a shot from a carbine. He fell at my side, and said coolly to his comrades: ‘Here, take my knapsack, I am a lost man, and you will be the better for it.’ Someone took his pack, and we left him in silence. Two wounded officers suffered the same fate. Yet I noticed uneasily the impression this state of affairs was making on my regiment’s men, and even on its officers. Then so-and-so, a hero on the battlefield, seemed worried and troubled – so true it is that the circumstances of danger are often more frightening than the danger itself. A very small number preserved the presence of mind we were in such need of. I needed all my authority to keep order as we marched and to prevent each man leaving his rank. One officer even dared give it to be understood we’d perhaps be forced to surrender. I reprimanded him aloud, so much the more sharply as he was an officer of merit, which made the lesson more striking.”
At last, they found their way back to the Dneiper so now knew where they were, but still had to catch up to Ney. Marching with the river to their left to avoid a flanking attack by the Cossacks, they continued at a quickened pace. “The Cossacks, from time to time, advanced towards us with loud cries. On these occasions we halted a minute to give our fire, and immediately resumed our march. For two leagues we traversed the most impracticable ground, crossed ravines, whose sides we ascended with the utmost difficulty, and waded through streams, the half-frozen water of which reached to the knee, — but nothing could daunt the perseverance of our soldiers; the greatest order was maintained, and not a man quitted the ranks.”
“The enemy at length relaxed in his pursuit, and the fires which we descried on the heights in front of us proved to be those of Marshal Ney’s rear-guard: they had halted, and were now preparing to resume their march. We joined them, and learned that the Marshal had, on the preceding evening, marched direct on the enemy’s artillery and forced a passage through them.”
“We were still eight leagues [24 miles] from Orsha, and entertained little doubt of General Platoff’s redoubling his exertions to overtake us, — moments became precious.”
To be continued.
1812: The Great Retreat, Paul Britten Austin, pp 198 – 200
A Journal of the Russian Campaign of 1812, Translated from the French of Lt. General De Fezensac by Colonel W. Knollys, pp 117 – 119
Commemorative 1912 Russian Candy Box Card image and translation provided by Alexey Temnikov