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... h embroidered golden wolf heads and drawn by sixteen purebred blood-sweat horses—the grand spectacle could belong to no one else but the Khan of the Turks in these vast grasslands.
Tens of thousands of elite Turkic soldiers had halted their advance in the middle of the prairie, as if waiting for something. Silence permeated the air, punctuated only by the harsh breathing of the Turkic warriors and the occasional sneeze of a warhorse. Every Turkic eye was focused intently on the elevated ...
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