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Their bodies surged like a wave — not evenly, not uniformly, but wildly, as men sprinted, stumbled, and roared across the frostbitten earth.
Footfalls struck the soil in staccato rhythm, and their chants and roars grew louder the closer they got, until it wasn’t song anymore — just screaming.
The second banner.
That was the mark.
Julius watched without blinking.
When the bulk of Guilliame’s army crossed the painted red marker in the field, the Roma ...
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