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... ping into the already parched soil.
Staining the ground a deep crimson.
Some of the luckier manor soldiers,
at this moment, were trembling in hiding behind makeshift barricades of piled-up corpses.
Though they survived, they could not suppress the fear of death in their hearts.
Joao’s gaze swept around, his face full of solemnity.
Just two or three volleys of arrows.
The soldiers he brought from Frank Manor, at least two to three hundred ha ...
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