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... "Hold your formations!" A general commanded his troops, but his legs shook like jelly. That night, under the pale moonlight, the god of death himself had appeared and came to collect his toll. Murong Zuoyu danced across the battlefield in a silver armour, blood splattered across his stone-cold features. Truly, the stone-cold god of battle.
Western border of Nanyou
Qi Yichen waved his fan in one hand and directed the army of Xiqian with his other hand.
"Yes, that's right, ...
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