In September, the sky over Jinling City was gray. The cool autumn breeze blows continuously from the north, crossing the streets and alleys of Jinling, like a cool sword blade piercing people's bodies, making people have nowhere to hide. Even if they have changed into autumn clothes, the people on the street are all shrunk their heads and shoulders one by one, and they are embarrassed.

Although the weather is cold, no matter how cold it is, it can't be cold.

For more than ten days in a row, refugees from outside Jinling City poured in like a tide, blocking almost all the city gates. Long walks

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