The Glory of the Eag

Hundreds of cannons roared incessantly, as if conveying the wrath of God. The blood-tinged smoke billowed across the battlefield for dozens of miles, making everything seem unreal.,And today, after repeated attacks still failed to break through the lines laid out by British commander Arthur Wellesley, he began to sense that he could not offer victory to France again.,"Thank God..." she breathed a sigh of relief, "it's definitely better."。