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Wen Jiu thought back to how the rain of arrows continued to fall before he fainted, and Xie Qi's words seemed to still echo in his ears. Hearing that his cavalry of Great Jin was about to cross Chang Ning River, the chill of the night had almost seeped into his bones.

"Yes, miss."

Old Master Hu, who was over a hundred years old, also said, "What do you want