Pacifying Xiliang

An eagle was gliding through the cold air. It was not afraid of the people's arrows down below. It glided down without fear, passing the endless battlefield. It clearly saw the bodies of the Hu tribe men who died under the enemy's knives, spears, and bows and arrows. The blood gradually seeped into the red earth. There was also the sharp metal stench of blood. The Qing army, which had lain in ambush at the mouth of Hong Mountain, began to clean up the battlefield and tidy the side squads. Even though they were the most elite Dingzhou army, a battle with the main force of the grasslands still resulted in a great and terrible price.