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... ey looked ahead, cold sweat instantly dripping down their temples. The hand holding the reins slowly lifted the hilt of the knife on their waist, but without any impulse. They swallowed saliva and rode their horses quietly on the top of the dunes.
Out of the dunes below, within a range of nearly 100 meters, hundreds of archers had lined up.
Arrows and crossbows had also aimed at them now.
Although they had not drawn their bows and pulled the trigger, these fie ...
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