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... the far-off sky. The rainy season had passed, and the land was dry once more. Columns of dust rose from the marching armies, morphing into different shapes in the air. A skilled general needed only to gaze from afar to know the size of the troops.
Under the escort of a few red-haired guards, Chichika climbed the highest hill to overlook the battle situation in the valley.
Chichika was not yet forty, with a full forehead, fierce eyes, and a sharp facial structure, carrying the pow ...
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