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... of crowded sheds and wooden huts.
In the crowded wooden sheds, flames licked the cauldrons, and the blacksmiths' forges spewed thick black smoke, smearing their faces black and white.
Along the narrow mud path, emaciated "slaves" walked numbly along the eaves.
Before winter, they were Public Register Farmers or even Armed Farmers, laboring in the fields.
In an instant, a group of Knights stormed into the villages and towns, taking all their possessions and brandin ...
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