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... the rain suddenly intensified.
They worked bare-chested, truly embodying their nickname "Mud Legs."
The cold rain pelted their shoulders and backs, causing some to shiver.
It was summer, yet they felt a chill.
Roman had ordered the construction of numerous temporary shelters.
Over a hundred draft horses pulled wagon after wagon.
On the wagons were barrels, inside the barrels were warm salty meat soup, fried bacon, and soft, fragrant bread.
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