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Chapter 275: The Night Wanderer
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... ings on the grasslands still carried a chill.
This group of cavalrymen woke before dawn, breaking their fast with millet cakes and warming themselves with sips of liquor.
Whether it was due to their skills giving them confidence, the innate boldness of northern soldiers, or their certainty that no people of the northern frontier were nearby, after a few swigs of wine, one of them began to sing loudly.
The song echoed across the chilly morning plains.
Not far away ...
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