The Glory of the Eag

From dawn, the French army has been engaged in a desperate battle with the Anglo-Dutch forces. In just a few hours, tens of thousands have been stained with blood on the battlefield.,At this moment, a blurry black shadow appeared on the horizon. Although it was approaching quickly and could be confirmed soon, it was an army marching forward.,“Aegron, are you alright” the lady in her Western finery asked, her face etched with both tears and a surprised smile.。