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... bite of cold.
The prison sat high in the mountains; altitude stole warmth even under a clear sky.
Lao Nanfeng was already out of his cell.
He was running laps around the yard.
Behind him ran more than six hundred men—former Guyuan border troops turned convicts—keeping pace, boots striking the ground in steady rhythm.
They were the remnants of the Guyuan Rebellion that erupted at the end of the first year of Chongzhen (1628). They had pushed as far as Chen ...
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