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... on, lean as a drawn sword and honed to the point of necessity. Forty thousand men, stripped of every frill and fattening, advanced as a single iron will. Each cohort moved in seamless step with the next, drilled to lock shields, to pivot on command, to become the plates and bands of a cuirass meant for conquest. In the misty dawns of Lombardy, villagers emerged from doorways and watched the mailed ghosts appear on their roads. Their standards glimmered, gold and crimson, in the light of a sun th ...
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