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... round here was flatter than the ridge to the north.
Open fields stretched toward a shallow river line, the frost thinner where the soil held more moisture. A narrow road cut through the center, bordered by low ditches and scattered farm walls built from stone. Beyond that, nothing stood high enough to block sight.
It was exposed ground.
The French line was visible.
Not fully—only enough.
Skirmish elements had been pushed forward deliberately, spaced wider ...
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