A glimmer of joy flashed in Joubert's eyes; he hadn't expected the enemy to deliberately take a large detour north of Wans and deliver themselves right into his grasp.
He had always harbored doubts about Napoleon's orders during this time, but now, his heart was filled with nothing but admiration.
Northwest of Cagne Town.
Victor had just gotten out of bed and hadn't had time to freshen up when he faintly heard the sound of gunfire coming from the town.
The sound was much clearer than before, indicating that the battle was very close to his position.
He was greatly shocked; the Austrian Army had indeed taken the route that Lieutenant Colonel Buonaparte had anticipated and was attacking from the west of Cagne.
Without waiting for the scout's report, he dropped his toothbrush and shouted toward an orderly's tent, "Martino, sound the horn, gather the troops! Quickly, our moment has come!"
