The autumn wind in October blows across the valley, bringing a little chill and silent chill. The two knights, one old and one young, talked a little more, and then took their men and captives to the water source upstream. When everything was settled, the Venetian cavalry squad set foot on their way back to the northeast again.

The way home is the valleys and streams among the mountains, and the dry land far from the streams. Along the way, deserted farmland and burned Moorish villages can be seen everywhere.

The towering bar

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