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... the city gate, let them in," ordered Ma Hong immediately.

Upon hearing that they were not bandits, the militia breathed a sigh of relief.

They quickly opened the city gate.

The city gate was opened.

It was only when Fang Hao’s group entered the city that Ma Hong realized the seriousness of the situation.

The once glittering guard squad was now distinctly disheveled.

Many were wounded, and some had even died.

Some had dented armor, some sti ...

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