Amidst the drizzle and falling flowers, the bright moon was there and the colorful clouds returned
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The wind howled.
The flag rolled.
The trumpet sounded passionately and broke through the wind.
Next to Tangcheng Pass.
Picking up an eight-foot long spear, one person is independent of the altar. Under the altar, the 70,000-strong army was at rest, waiting to be dispatched.
The man brought the cup to drink.
"The first cup, to heaven and earth!"
"Second cup, here's to Daning!"
"Third cup, to the emperor!"
The sound is like a clear spring, yet generous and heroic.
Throwing the cup on the ground, only to make an alliance with blood.
——General, mount your horse!
"The whole army obeys the order!"
——General's order!
"—Attack—Yuxincheng!"
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Li Zaikuo x Jiang Zishao