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On the border between Horse State and Mammoth State, crooked trenches outlined a chaotic battlefield.
Thunder rolled through the pouring rain, extinguishing the slowly burning smoke on the dry grass, muffling the wails of the injured soldiers in the trenches.
Standing outside the military tent on the frontline, General Arai Yang looked up at the sky, pounding his chest with his right fist.
The muffled sound did not reveal whether it was crying or laughing, yet ...
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