The little girl looked at the flag, struggled to crawl out from under the corpse of the Hun soldiers, and then, slowly stood up, looked at the tall horses close at hand, and looked at the flags held high in the hands of the soldiers lined up, and looked a little trance-like.

The world around her was silent, the heart-rending shouts and grief-stricken screams were all gone, and the little girl looked around blankly, and at this moment, all she could hear was the whirring wind and the sound of horses' hooves gently stepping on the ground.

She turned around slowly, and the scene behind her she could never forget in her life, only to see the vast plain behind her

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