The following day, Tresen River still resembled a bloody slaughterhouse.
Archduke Karl had dispatched his most elite Royal Moravia Corps, only barely managing to set foot on the eastern bank.
Yet, before they could establish a beachhead, the newly erected pontoon bridge was destroyed by the precise shooting of the French Artillery, and dense cannon fire instantly engulfed these thousands of soldiers.
By twilight, the dock at St. Palten was choked with countless corpses of the Austrian Army, while the city was permeated with the nauseating stench of blood.
On the third day of the battle, both banks of Tresen River fell into an eerie silence.
In the previous attacks that seemed to court death, the casualties of the Austrian Army approached one third.
Verossi had been busy until after ten o'clock, barely managing to muster enough troops from the still relatively intact units to launch an attack.
