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... r Black Pole Soldiers, the terrain of Sichuan was not merely a battlefield to them. It was home. They had grown up among these mountains, eaten from fields carved out of slopes, slept beneath pine canopies that whispered in the night wind, and learned from childhood which cliff paths could bear a man’s weight and which would crumble under careless steps. For them, mountain warfare was not a skill acquired through drills. It was instinct refined by a lifetime.
When the scattered rebel rem ...
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