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... stery for long.
After watching for a brief moment, Li Daoxuan finally understood why the sentinels had nearly fallen off the wall—and why San’er, a man who normally panicked when someone spilled water on the floor, was suddenly shouting orders like a half-trained battlefield commander.
What they were seeing was the sort of scene that, in any dynasty, caused officials to draft urgent memorials with shaking hands:
A flood of refugees staggering across the wasteland, draggin ...
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