7 kilometers north of Trento.
Alvinzi craned his neck and looked around. Gunfire and cannon blasts were everywhere, and he could even faintly hear a few shouts from French Soldiers.
That meant the enemy was already very close to him.
And this was his command headquarters!
The staff officer beside him was still reading out the newly compiled battle reports: "Three thousand French Infantry have been spotted to the west, attacking the flank of the Weber Corps.
"General Krudman has been tied down by enemy cavalry and cannot approach headquarters for the moment.
"Colonel Hahnge is attacking the enemy Artillery, but seems to have encountered resistance..."
Alvinzi impatiently waved him off.
"So exactly how many enemy troops are around us?"
The staff officer hesitated. "There should be fifteen thousand, Marshal."
"Damn it!" Alvinzi slapped the map. "Napoleon's main force is at Morvino, and Bajachaza has blocked Augereau's surprise attack in the east. The French should have no mobile forces left."
Before he could finish, a Cavalry Captain entered the tent and saluted him by raising his cap.
"Marshal, our men have spotted the banner of the Victor Corps to the southeast."
"Victor?" Alvinzi froze. "Wasn't he in Trento?"
He immediately realized what had happened. "They actually abandoned Trento... God, these French people are all mad!"
He had led his army to attack Trento, yet the French defending the city had unexpectedly taken the initiative to attack him.
However, he had previously sent most of his troops to encircle and destroy Napoleon. At this moment, the Central Route Army had only a little over twenty thousand men, and at least half of them had been deployed to the west to guard against Napoleon breaking through the defenses at Mount Topaganella.
His command headquarters was like an egg that had just been