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... ndled in the frozen lochs of Scotland, Ragnar stood upon the elevated command platform overlooking the vast quarantine perimeter that now housed forty-one thousand defeated Tang soldiers. Thousands of exhausted prisoners shuffled in disorganized clusters, their once-proud lamellar armor hanging in filthy tatters, while Viking overseers shouted orders in Norse that fell upon ears that could not comprehend a single syllable.
Ragnar’s fingers tightened around the iron railing until the meta ...
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