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... cks, tightly sealed at the mouth, and the marked cloth strips fluttered gently in the wind.
The coachman held a long whip, eyes fixed on the road ahead, as the wheels rolled over the stone-paved road, making a dull, rumbling sound.
The knight at the front raised his whip high and shouted: "Keep moving, no delays!"
The voice pierced through the valley, and the coachmen responded in unison, the convoy slightly accelerated, snaking its way to the end of the main road, slowly ...
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