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When beacon fires flared, it was the day the Chang'an courier was due. Garrison soldiers sealed their letters …

When beacon fires flared, it was the day the Chang'an courier was due. Garrison soldiers sealed their letters home just as hooves shattered the gate. The grain route is a hidden lifeline of Whitecrown Fortress. Soldiers became flesh barriers, standing firm even pierced by arrows; as banners threatened to tear, they blew up the tunnel, sealing the path. When the dust settled, rubble became their tomb, loyal spirits guarding forever.

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