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... ore dusk had even fully settled.
Bu Zhan Ni’s grand army of fifty thousand rebels—so fierce and loud in the morning—was now a sea of tattered banners, streaming northward in complete disarray.
They had been smashed apart by Wang Cheng’en’s disciplined forces, broken like clay dolls under an iron hammer. Not even a hair of the general’s armor had been touched.
Yet, victory carried no joy.
What Hejin County reclaimed was not a city, but a grave.
The streets ...
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