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... from above and said to Little Bear, "We’re forcing them into the dense forest. Having set up so many traps in advance, we can’t let it go to waste."

Little Bear agreed.

If they stayed on the road, there would be too many casualties. Thus, Little Bear organized the soldiers with good archery skills and lined them up in two rows, forcing them into the forest.

"When they’ve more or less entered the forest, take a detour to the right and go down the mountain to meet up with t ...

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