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... "Boom"
The night was as dark as ink, and the serene Yunding Mountain meandered, resembling a painted scroll of mountains and waters under the brush of heaven and earth.
Suddenly, the beating of a drum, like the shattering of a silver vase.
Rumbling through the mountains!
At the foot of the Ninth Mountain, on the training field, with this sound, the warhorses, well-trained, whinnied, their noses puffing out thick white breaths, hooves scraping the ground, growing r ...
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