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The following day at dusk, the remains of the sun bled red.
Vast mountains stretched across the earth like colossal dragons.
Heroic passes and faint trails; in the distance, the forests roared tremulously,
a line of dust rising, billowing towards us.
Human voices and whinnies of horses, shouting like the wind, with the cold gleam of iron armor,
like a black torrent, whistling through the woods.
When traversing the mountain path through a stretch of forest, suddenly,
the precipice ahead cleared into open space.
In the distance, mighty mountains rose like a formidable barrier,
and nestled among them, a majestic pass sprawled, grand and imposing, radiating an ancient, time-worn aura.
At the cliff, calls resonated, reins were pulled,
and banners flapped, fluttering in the wind.
At this moment,
"li"
Above the forest adorned with fluttering banners, an eagle's cry pierced through the woods.
Someone looked up.
