On this day, a battle to decide the fate of an empire was being fought in Waterloo, a little-known town in Belgium.,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.,The wails began scattered and sporadic, but quickly found resonance everywhere, ultimately coalescing into an unstoppable torrent, sweeping soldiers away from the enemy in the opposite direction.。