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... ne, horse hooves clattered, and the marching troops thundered like a storm.
Jiang Dali rode atop a sweat-blooded horse with shining mane, akin to a triumphant Great General returning from victory, surrounded by a thousand soldiers entering through the outer city gate, his bald head glaring conspicuously under the sunlight.
A wave of fervent popularity surged forward.
The street, already bustling with people, constantly buzzing with discussions, suddenly erupted in a wave ...
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