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... chedule, but that meant nothing. The march must go on.
By noon, the encampment finally came into view.
Rows upon rows of banners flapped in the wind, marking each division’s section of the sprawling camp.
From a distance, the place looked like a field of color, with red, blue, and white banners rippling above countless tents and wagons.
Smoke rose from cookfires, and the air was thick with the sound of hammers, shouting, and the rhythmic tramp of boots.
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