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... ite infantry, ready!"
On the snow-swept plains by Selwyn's border, Aleisterre had erected a forward camp in haste. Its forces now gathered at the main route leading deep into enemy territory. Three divisions, each with distinct roles, stood ready for the march.
These were among the finest Aleisterre could muster, elite warriors handpicked for one purpose: to deliver the final blow against Selwyn.
This was no probing strike, no feint. The time for hesitation had passed. Th ...
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