On the outskirts of Prague, the roads are muddy as a pouring rain falls on the ground.

A small cavalry, braving a light rain, was slowly advancing in the direction of Prague.

The appearance of this cavalry was very embarrassing, not only the banners were messy, but the weapons and armor were even missing under careful inspection.

The faces of the cavalrymen were full of loss and exhaustion.

"It's finally here."

wiped his face

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