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[Yesterday the code to two o'clock in the middle of the night, I wanted to code some more at noon today, but I was too busy to raise my head in the morning, I hurriedly ate at noon and wanted to take down the temporary manuscript and continue the code, but the network was broken, depressed for a long time, just sent a text message to a friend to ask for leave on my behalf, a try to the network and good, but I'm about to go to work, and there are points system in the afternoon, risk reports, audit reports, temporary payment reports and other materials that need to be submitted, there is no time to code out the actions of Adney's mercenaries, update these today, a white sweat ~~~]

The sky is like the sky, covering the four wildernesses. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Endless grassland, infinitely spread out into the distance under the blue sky. The big white clouds floated in the blue sky, looking so pure, so close to the ground, as if there was a twenty or thirty zhang high soil slope, climb up, you can touch the white clouds like snow.

The clouds cast deep or light shadows on the grassland, making the green shade of the grassland unpredictable. Herds of cattle and sheep are scattered on the grassland. Yang Ling never expected that such a solemn and solemn Naadam would be held in such an unrestrained wilderness.

No one divided the lots, cut off the competition area, the herdsmen roamed freely on the grassland in groups, only those big gentry lords, demarcated some special areas, set up white tents, hung colorful flags, sat in the tents on all sides, cool and free, while enjoying milk tofu, milk skins, mare's milk wine.

Yang Ling and others also have their own tent, considering that there are many people, for safety, Yang Ling also made a dress, he changed into a Han costume walking outside the plug, with two mustaches sticky on his lips, and suddenly matured five or six years old. has become a majestic, steady, middle-aged man who stands at an age.

His appearance is still so handsome, but he is calm and relaxed, and his appearance is more stable. At this time, Yang Ling was not only handsome and refined, but also had the taste of a mature man, and he was pleasantly surprised to see such a appearance.

The Red Lady also set up a tent two arrows away from the place in front of them, and for safety, there was no further contact between the two sides after arriving here. They were so far away that they couldn't even see each other's figures in the tabernacle. But Cui Ying'er knew in her heart that Yang Ling was there, and her heart suddenly became steady.

In fact, in the days when Yang Ling was not around, Cui Ying'er fought and fought in the slightest, not inferior to the man, but somehow, as soon as she saw him, she couldn't help but feel dependent, in fact, Cheng Qiyun was not like this, her appreciation for Yang Ling's mature appearance was not out of her daughter's family's sense of dependence from the bottom of her heart.

Every time the Naadam conference is held, the herdsmen within a radius of hundreds of miles will come, this time the queen of Duoyan Sanwei recruited a son-in-law, but also attracted the heroes of the Quartet, because the Naadam conference competition is not limited to nationalities, even the Jianzhou Jurchen, Haixi Jurchen also have a good man who rides and shoots to come, want to try his luck.

The living Buddha who was invited from afar led the lamas to burn incense and light lamps on the high platform in front of the Doyan Queen's tent, chanting sutras and chanting Buddhas, praying for the blessings of the gods and the elimination of disasters. The whole ceremony was very lengthy, but all the herdsmen and warriors were respectful and solemn, and the grassland became quiet, and the flags on the top of the high platform were blown by the unrestrained wind on the grassland, and the sound of hunting and hunting came out.

Commander Lian was also invited to sit in the queen's tent, although his position was not worthy of being on an equal footing with the prince of the Ming Emperor, but after all, he represented the heavenly kingdom, and he was sent by the commander of the slave Gandu Sidu, so he sat on it with Taining Wei Agudamu and Fuyu Wei Baiyin, and the following were the main generals of all parties.

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"Agudamu, I heard that your nephew Buhe is also going to participate in the competition?" Bai Yin asked with a smile on his hands on his knees.

"Yes! Yinqi is what I grew up watching, she is a good girl, and she is the queen of our Duoyan Sanwei, only the greatest hero of our grassland is worthy of her. Buhe is the first player in our Tainingwei cavalry shooting and wrestling, hehehe, Sukhbaru may not be able to win him."

Bai Yin smiled faintly and said: "Heroes are not spoken, they are spelled out by ability, if Buhe can win Sukhbaru, I, Bai Yin, will offer him sincere blessings!" ”

"Hahahaha, then I'll thank you in advance here", Agudamu, who was like a lion and had a gray head, stroked his beard and accepted his blessing honestly and unceremoniously, Bai Yin choked, then smiled coldly and turned his head.

Commander Lian sat aside, watching the open and secret battle between the two, he turned his head pretending to be ignorant, and sipped milk tea shallowly, while looking around.

The lengthy ceremony was over, and the herdsmen and tribal warriors who had gathered around the high platform all knelt on the ground in silent prayer, and the tribal leaders all ended their conversations, clasping their hands together and silently chanting something in their mouths, presumably some words of prayer and blessing.

The Living Buddha came down from the high platform, and the lamas in big red robes raised long drums and trumpets, and in the deafening sound of trumpets, he was welcomed into the camp tent by Yinqi leading the leaders of various tribes, and took a high seat, and presented him with hata and butter tea.

Immediately, Yinqi stepped on the high platform with a short sword, the sword was a gift she exchanged with Cui Ying'er, this sword was suitable for women, and it was extremely sharp, so it became the sword that Yinqi wore closely.

Although Yinqi's voice was clear, in fact, only the people near the high platform were heard, but the so-called Naadam conference routine herdsmen were all familiar to them, and everyone was most concerned about the queen's choice of a son-in-law at the Naadam Conference.

The Naadam assembly began with a few crisp and pleasant whips.

The first event is horse racing. The Mongols are a people who live on horseback, and equestrianism is the most important survival and combat skill they value, just like the Han people have to test eight shares. Like entering the imperial examination, a man who is good at horse taming, horse racing, archery, and wrestling is the hero of the grassland.

Yang Ling thought that the so-called horse racing was a group of people riding on horses, someone gave an order and then blasted out, ran to the predetermined place and then circled back, the first person to arrive was the first one, I didn't think that this horse race was also divided into three horses, horses and fast horses. Only those who pass each event can participate in the second competition.

The living Buddha and the great lamas were only for the festival activities in the morning, in the afternoon there was only one horse walking competition, Yang Ling, who was standing outside the tent with great interest to watch, only saw thousands of people riding horses, walking slowly on the grassland like a leisurely walk, it was really boring, it happened that there was not enough sleep yesterday, and there was no risk in this race, he yawned and went back to sleep in the tent.

Outside, the herdsmen who participated in the competition were still marching cautiously, all of them of all nationalities and ages, all dressed in their most gorgeous and clean robes. Wearing a colorful sash and a colorful scarf around his head, he rode a clean, shiny steed and deftly walked between the small obstacles set up in advance.

There is no need to register, there is no conference team to accept registration, as long as you lead your horse to the starting point, then it is considered a participant, there is no referee, all the shepherds are referees, if any person controls the horse is not stable and flexible, and knocks down the small flag and small fence on the ground, then no one needs to point out that the contestant will withdraw from the competition by himself. They are in awe of strength, and they also respect strength, and no one dares to continue with shame......

Cheng Qiyun saw Yang Ling return to the tent, so she also went in, gently beat his thigh, and chatted with him softly, until he lay asleep on the wolfskin mattress, then gently put on a robe for him, and ordered someone to put down the small window curtains that were wrapped in felt and pierced ears. Then he returned to the tent alone under the giant umbrella.

Cheng Qiyun sat down comfortably on a big chair, with a giant umbrella on it, blocking the sun, and a snow-white silk scarf was tied to her face, revealing only a pair of beautiful eyes that charmed all beings. Not only to block the sun, but also to block the wind and dust, Cheng Qiyun cherishes her delicate skin very much, and even the full moon-like plump buttocks are moderately soft and hard, which is very comfortable.

Stretching out his hand, someone immediately held a cup of Longjing before the rain, Cheng Qiyun took the tea with a smile, took a sip gently, and looked at the knights who were gradually walking in front of him.

She saw Cui Ying'er, Feng Lei and Jing Fo'er on the left and right, and it could be seen that there were many people on the left and right who were Cui Ying'er's subordinates, because those knights were intentionally or unintentionally protecting the three of them to prevent others from intentionally forcing their war horses to foul.

This kind of competition, if it is just to fight for an honor, maybe no one will cheat, but if the bounty of the competition is a beautiful woman like a flower, and a powerful ethnic group, and the honor of a prince, then no one will be stingy to engage in some conspiracy.

The young masters of those big families all brought a large number of retinues to participate, and their mission was to try to disrupt the steady progress of other people's horses, including if there was a bad place on the road ahead of their master, they would take the initiative to meet the foul and kick the colorful flag away. So this seemingly boring game, for the people on the field, is still extremely nervous, more than a thousand contestants, now the road is just halfway through, the rest is less than half......

A man dressed as an ordinary shepherd hurried to the tent, as if asking for water. For guests who are not hostile, the customs on the grassland are to be entertained with all their hearts, and this arena is no exception, someone handed over a cowhide water bag, and the person drank water with his lips, and then when he raised his sleeve to wipe his lips, he whispered to Cheng Qiyun: "Bansheng City Lord Ai Shen did not participate in Naadam, he took some people to the places where the tribes stayed in Duoyan City and the garrison outside the city in several ways, saying that he was buying furs and other things, but he did not see him do a few business. ”

Duoyan City is usually undefended, but this time, because all the important people of the three guards gathered in Duoyan City, a strict guard was implemented. Now that the three guards have received the grassland arena, Duoyan City has revoked the guards and allowed the clansmen to enter and leave freely.

Cheng Qiyun nodded elegantly, as if admiring the knights' kung fu on horseback, but the lips under the tulle moved, and from time to time the soft white gauze pasted the touching lip shape of the cherry lips: "Tell our people to be careful, don't care about the others, just stare at Ai Shen, and get him back for me as soon as you have the opportunity."

The people under him seem to be not weak in kung fu. Most of the places where he haunts are relatively lively, and it is not easy to capture him."

"Figure it out for yourselves! Aishen must get it back unharmed, and his men live or die. If someone else sees it, no matter what part of the person he is, even if it is an officer and soldier of the Ming Dynasty, kill! ”

The white gauze flicked lightly, as if he was also startled by the killing word, and the man dressed as a shepherd looked awe-inspiring, and said solemnly: I will definitely try my best to complete the task! ”

He returned the leather water bag to the man standing by the tent and bowed to him. Turned around and hurried away.

Cheng Qiyun lifted the white veil, brought the cup to her lips but stopped, her clear eyes glancing at the huge queen's felt tent in the distance.

The horse racers are moving slowly, like travelers walking one after another. Looking through the gaps in their figures, there were only dozens of javelin-like straight swordsmen standing in front of the khan-sized tent, and neither the queen nor the three guards showed up.

The corners of Cheng Qiyun's lips hooked up an intriguing smile: "It seems that there is no good show to watch today." Every cicada is trying hard to be a praying mantis, but the competition period is only ten days in total, and there will always be someone who can't hold back and jump out first."

She suddenly covered her lips and yawned. She was a little tired from going to bed later than the adults yesterday, but she was excited at the thought of what was about to happen.

Sometimes doing something evil is actually quite enjoyable, but unfortunately under Yang Ling's constraints. She has been reformed for a long time, and this time it is rare...... Of course you have to play it once! Her eyes lit up.

A young knight unfortunately turned his head, saw Cheng Qiyun lazily nestled in the chair under the umbrella, saw the graceful figure that the fat Mongolian women's robe could not hide, and her morning star-like eyes, one lost his mind, his horse's hooves overturned a small flag, the knight beat his head in annoyance, and flashed his horse to the side.

Cheng Qiyun smiled "poof", her eyes turned into two curved moons, and in an instant, her foxy eyes hooked the two 'unfortunate' knights who turned their heads. They were also disqualified......

It's really a lot of fun. Cheng Qiyun is like a naughty child, with a pair of scissor eyes, aiming at the next knight......

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The third day is the day of horse racing, after the horse race and the horse race, there are now only more than 200 runners, of which the actual contestants are less than 20 people, the rest are their assistants, who are used to create favorable conditions for the master in the race, so as to win the championship in one fell swoop.

Cui Ying'er was the only one in the group who broke into the last hurdle of the equestrian competition, and the high riding skills they showed in the first two competitions have attracted the attention of various tribes, and their public identity: the Taka tribe from the Troubled River Valley, has caused a lot of speculation.

The Taka tribe was originally under the jurisdiction of Boyan, and after Warat seized the Troubled River, it became the people of Warat, but now it has become the world of the white-clothed army, and the Taka tribe has lost contact with the various tribes, and no one knows their whereabouts.

According to their own accounts, the entire tribe had moved eastward and fled to the area of the Great Khing'an Mountains after the white-clothed army broke into the grassland of the Troubled River. Now they are a free tribe, no longer affiliated with Boyan or Yibura, and they have come here to participate in the competition in order to integrate into the Duoyan Sanwei.

The tribes on the grassland are constantly changing lords, and it is not a shame to choose the strongest ones to follow, and they will not be disregarded by others, and they are willing to vote for them, which is to admit that Duoyan Sanwei is a powerful tribe that is enough to compete with strong people like Boyan and Huosiao, which is a good thing that makes the herdsmen of Duoyan Sanwei proud. Then the athletic skills they displayed were naturally feared by the various tribes who were willing to win the victory and marry the queen. [Heaven's Kiss Hand-hitting]

Cui Ying'er was combing the mane of the war horse and was making preparations before the race. In this race, she had the best chance of winning the race among the three Feng Lei, because she was the lightest, which was crucial in saving horsepower in a 70-mile race.

Horses are good horses. The men from each tribe who entered the finals, and each of their horses was a good horse with strong and powerful feet. Their horses were chosen from the best horses, and they began to hang their horses every day twenty days beforehand, and they hung them high every day with stakes, limiting the amount of forage and the time they could drink every day, and then they hoisted them high on stakes to make them lose fat and lighten their bodies.

Fu Yuwei, a nobleman's wife, dressed in the most luxurious clothes and accessories, carried a sacrificial milk bucket, and walked to the point. The knights, who were talking and laughing lightly, immediately became solemn and took the reins of their horses. The horses were unsaddled, the knights were not wearing boots and socks, and they were all dressed in brightly colored robes with red ribbons on their heads.

There was silence on the steppe, and all eyes were on the noblewoman, who was over fifty years old and went up to the knights, dipped herself in a little holy mare's milk, and made an offering to heaven and earth, and prayed for a moment, and then suddenly raised her voice and uttered a high-pitched and loud trumpet.

Immediately, more than a hundred knights flew on their horses, landed steadily on the smooth backs of their horses, and galloped with their whips and scrambled like arrows. The horses poured like a tide into the green prairie.

Woo~~~" The horns roared, the herdsmen of various tribes shouted and cheered, the sound shook the field, and the best singer in Duoyanwei sang a loud hymn in Mongolian: "It flew over the side of the road, people didn't have time to watch, and the hooves were spotless." Like a yellow sheep jumping for joy, and like a bird out of a cage, its mane is like grass swirling in the wind, and its coat is like a halo ...... on the water."

Before the song was finished, the hundred or so knights had disappeared at the end of the steppe. Yang Ling stood by the tent worriedly, looking into the distance. The sky is a blue color, boundless, vast. The breeze is like a gentle hand brushing through the endless weeds, and in the rustling sound, the green waves rise and fall, and there is no shadow of a person in sight.

What remains in the ears is only the curling and unfinished singing, which makes people look at this vast world, listen to this high-pitched singing, and can't help but float their hearts and minds leisurely to the distance that cannot be seen by the naked eye......

The aggressiveness of the people on the steppe may also have something to do with this environment. The vast grassland has given most grassland people a broad mind and heroic style, and has a desire to explore the end of the grassland. This quest drives them to keep flowing into distant places. If it's an individual action, it's an expedition, and if it's a powerful tribe, it's aggression!

When the Red Lady, Buhe, Sukhbaru and others galloped on the grassland like arrows off the string, far away, in Helin on the border of the Tatar, Warat and Red Lady forces, there was a Warat tribe grazing leisurely on the grassland.

The Orkhon River, which originates at the southern foot of the Hangai Mountains, passes through here and then turns north to join the Selenga River and flows into Lake Baikal, so the water and grass here are abundant. This season is the season when there is plenty of rain and the river is abundant, and a few days ago there was a heavy rain, and the flood washed out the bridge over the river, and the tribe that was originally stationed in the west of the river had to stay in the east of the river for the time being.

But they were wandering from place to place, and even if the bridge was destroyed, they could go south and go back to their tribe along the river, and the reason why they didn't do so was because the south was close to the Tatar sphere of influence, and as a tribe of Warat, the two sides were now in tension, and they didn't want to take the risk, so they settled down by the river.

The bridges will be repaired soon, and the bridges here are repaired every year, and they are all very simple bridges, which are washed away in a flood and rebuilt again in the next year, and it will not take much trouble. The weather is very good at the moment, under the warm sunshine, the sheep are like white clouds, gently flowing among the green mountains and green grass, and the white clouds in the sky should also be harmonious, slowly gliding through the blue sky, clear as the lake.

Amkulang had some old and weak men grazing his sheep at the bottom of the mountain, and he led a hundred and ten of his people up the hillside to cut down wood and prepare to build a wooden bridge. The sharp iron axe rattled, the snow-white sawdust flew sideways, and the nose was the fresh aroma of wood.

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With the last axe, the tall and straight green pine shook for a moment, and then slowly fell down the hill with a push from several herdsmen. The shadows of the fallen pine trees were reflected in the clear water, and when the shadows disappeared from the water, the grass and trees made a loud noise, and the canopy fell to the ground, bouncing violently. Amgulang grinned widely, and with the smooth wooden handle of his axe, he was ready to call for someone to cut off the crown of the tree and transport the giant wood to the river.

At this moment, he faintly heard some noises, and Amgulang immediately stopped the laughter of the clansmen, squinted his eyes and looked into the distance. The river meanders along a range of valley grasslands and rugged but not high mountains, but this creates undulating terrain that is too large and small to look out into the distance.

Just waited for a moment. He saw a white cloud drifting from the mountain pass, the horses galloping, the cloak fluttering, and the whole lean team was like an incomparably sharp knife, cutting through the green grass waves and slashing fiercely at the leisurely shepherds and sheep.

"Oh my God! It's the white-clothed army, and they actually killed here! Amgulang exclaimed in surprise and raised his axe. Screaming and shouting: The Yi army is coming, go down the mountain. Get our people back! ”

After a brief moment of consternation, the shepherds reacted, and rushed down the mountain with their swords and guns.

The frightened sheep fled like clouds blown away by the wind, and the shepherds, who were born warriors, had raised their swords and spears to meet the white-clothed army that was rushing towards them. These sheep are their food for this winter, all their possessions, and if they are lost, they will still end up starving to death, or becoming slaves, fighting for survival.

However, even if they had been prepared, it would have been impossible for them to fight against such a formidable force, let alone rush into battle with very few soldiers. The white-clothed army did not stop and did not hesitate for a moment, like a tiger entering a flock, and slaughtered wildly among the herdsmen.

The shepherd barked wildly, driven by its master's land, and howled angrily at the behemoth on the horse, and the force of the horse's forward charge was so great that a sharp spear was pointed at it. With a bang, without hesitation, it pierced its belly, and then dragged the spear forward, the hook of which dragged the dog's corpse a few feet away, and when a shepherd raised his scimitar and galloped over, the spear was raised, and with a thick layer of blood, pierced him to the ground like a dog.

The white-clad horse thieves outside the gate were well known, and wherever they passed, people turned on their backs, and people constantly howled fiercely and planted under the horses, and the horse thieves were very easy to deal with this severely scattered herdsman tribe, and the attack was like a cloud of water without delay.

A young boy raised his tassel with red eyes, in another three years, maybe two years, he might be able to grow into a qualified warrior, but now his arms were still too immature, the leader of the white-clothed army, with a big beard and leopard eyes, raised his gun and swung the spear in his hand, and pulled out the handle of the horse with the red silk handle behind his shoulder, a beautiful swoop and slash, the warat child didn't even have time to scream, he was split in half by the whole person, and the stump fell to the grass, scarlet blood sprayed in the air.

Amgul cursed angrily, his eyes red. The boy was his nephew, the only male in his family. He quickened his pace, and when he was far away, he threw the sharp axe in his hand, and the axe flew in a circle of light in the air, and with a buzzing roar, it slashed at the head of a white-clothed soldier.

The corpse fell to the ground with a bang, and Amgulang grabbed a few steps, and was about to pick up his saber and snatch his horse, when another white-clothed soldier rushed over, and his masked face showed only a pair of murderous eyes, and a sharp spear pierced Amugulang's lower abdomen like a poisonous snake spitting letters, and he fell to the grass with a scream.

The shepherds who rushed down the mountain rushed to the rescue, and the knights on the horse took the reins, and between the spears, the two herdsmen showed a bloody hole in their chests, and blood spurted, and they spun to the ground and pressed on Amgulang's body. The masked white-clothed man was short, and he suddenly lifted up the white-clothed soldier who had been killed by the chopping army, lay on his horse, and rode away.

A Warat shepherd clutched his chest and screamed and dismounted, blood between his fingers, the charge of the white-clothed army was perfect, the herdsmen under the mountain had basically solved it, their horses drew a beautiful arc, and then rushed back. Seeing that the tide was turning, the shepherds abandoned their flock and began to run up the hill in tears.

The white-clothed army behind did not ride their horses to catch up with the mountain, they began to ride and shoot arrows, using the shepherds as live targets, and the extremely accurate archery skills nailed the shepherds to the ground one by one, and less than ten herdsmen fled into the dense forest.

The white-clad army began to gather their ranks, and their casualties were minimal, and they were under the watchful eye of the Warat herdsmen, and then drove the cattle and sheep to the outside of the mountain pass, and the herdsmen hiding in the pine forest could only grit their teeth and stare at this group of robbers who were even more ferocious than them with a pair of fire-breathing eyes.

After walking more than ten miles, a man pulled down the face scarf on his face, this is a Han man, he has a flattering smile on his face, and said: "Lord Tara, your people are too brave, and the people of Warat are simply vulnerable."

"Hahaha", the big man with leopard eyes and thick beard laughed, and also pulled down the face towel on his face, he was a thousand commanders under Boyan Mengke. Tara laughed, "Thanks to you, if it weren't for your information, we wouldn't know that there is a group of Warats who are blocked by the river and cannot return to the camp."

"Yes, yes, our Banshengdu * Khan's brave warriors like you should serve the Khan, knowing how much we can share with these cattle and sheep?"

Tara smiled: "We have to rush to the upper reaches of the river to see if we can find other Warat tribes, these cattle and sheep cannot be brought back, if you want, you can give them all."

The man was overjoyed, but then said with a sad face, "Thank you Lord Tara for your generosity, but ...... We only came with a dozen or so people, and it was really inconvenient to take care of such a large herd of cattle and sheep."

He frowned and thought for a moment, then smiled: "It doesn't matter, the river is surging, and the people over there won't come to look for their people so quickly, since General Tara still has to trace the source and find the damned Warats, then no one will chase after here." Thank you, Lord Tara, our lord will be overjoyed by your generosity."

"Brother Daliang, does General Tara want to give us all the cattle and sheep?" Another person next to him pulled down the face towel and said to him in surprise.

"Yes! Go and watch the flock, and don't delay Lord Tara's trip. When Brother Da Liang finished ordering, he smiled at Tara again, "So...... We're going to rush back. After General Tara returns triumphantly, he must be a guest at our Bansheng City. Our city lord has just brought in a few fresh girls, including beauties from the Western Regions, girls from the south of the Yangtze River, and gentle and considerate Japanese women......."

Tara smiled lewdly: "I will definitely try something new, and you should be on your way!" ”

"Good! Thank you, Lord Tara! Brothers, catch up with the flock, we ......".

With a dull sound of sharp blades entering his body, Brother Daliang turned his head to look at Tara in shock. Tara didn't care about the bloody saber, smiled at him slightly, smiled affectionately like a brother, and then the blade rolled up with a buzzing wind: "Kill! ”

Brother Daliang's head flew into the air with a rain of blood, and the Tatars suddenly moved, as if they had already received an order, and the Bansheng Han people who were caught off guard by them almost didn't have time to resist, and they were killed to the ground one by one.

They bury them, bury them shallower, and the hounds of the Warats will smell them." Tara ordered with a smile: "The human and physical evidence are complete, when the Warat people appear these Han people in white robes, we can drink milk wine and watch them perform a good show of two tigers fighting for us in a relaxed way, hahahaha......."

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