The pain of the wound became more and more clear.
The cold wind mixed with ice and snow tortured my skin mercilessly from the damaged areas of my clothes.
My thoughts returned to reality from a blank state.
Driven by the Donghu cavalry, I and the other captured Daqin soldiers trudged through the ice and snow to the open area under the hill.
I finally realized that I was still alive in this world.
The passion brought by blood and killing had calmed down.
The physical pain repeatedly tortured my nerves.
I gritted my teeth and held on.
A Qin soldier beside me slipped and fell.
On the ground, a Donghu man immediately pierced his back with a spear.
Life has become so mean on the battlefield, but I have to hold on tenaciously to save my own life.
The 80,000 captured Qin soldiers were divided into three teams according to their injuries.
The seriously injured Qin soldiers were killed on the spot.
I followed the flow of people and walked towards the slightly injured team, but my steps became more and more difficult.
Hu Bing, who was responsible for the physical examination, grabbed me and pulled the scimitar from my waist.
This scimitar was bought by Yan Xingqi from Bai Dio for 80,000 taels of silver and was later given to me.
The Hu Bing looked at me and suddenly hit me hard on the lower abdomen with the handle of the knife.
I bowed down in pain and fell to one knee on the snow.
The Hu Bing behind him drew out his saber and was about to chop it down on my neck.
Unexpectedly, the Hu Bing who snatched my scimitar stopped him and said, "Wait a minute."
He took out the scimitar and looked at it again and again.
He looked at me with doubts and said, "Where did you get this knife?"
I know that this knife was obtained by Bai Dio when he killed Wanyan Wuzi, the famous Donghu general.
Naturally, he didn't dare to tell the truth, and hissed: "I picked it up on the battlefield."
The Hu soldier looked at me suspiciously, and finally stopped asking further.
He made a gesture, and I was roughly pushed into the group of lightly injured prisoners.
He secretly sighed in his heart, temporarily escaping the fate of being slaughtered on the spot.
I weakly came to the line and crossed my legs.
The blood on the wound on his right leg had already condensed, and the trousers soaked in blood froze into ice.
Although the arrow did not damage any muscles or bones.
However, if timely treatment is not obtained, there is also the risk of infection.
The injury on my left shoulder blade was more serious than that on my leg.
Excessive blood loss made my lips dry.
In such harsh conditions, I didn’t know how long I could last.
Two Qin soldiers beside them whispered: "I don't know what the barbarians are going to do with us."
"No need to ask, they must have brought Dong Hu back and sold them into slavery."
The two suddenly stopped talking, and saw two soldiers walking towards this side accompanied by a girl.
When I saw the girl's face clearly.
It was like five thunders struck the top, and the whole person was stunned.
The girl wore a fur hat and a tight-fitting brown leather dress, with mink fur on her collar and cuffs.
Her beard could not hide her exquisite beauty at all.
With icy muscles and jade bones, a graceful figure, slender and fit, and a crystal-clear look, she floats out of the world.
It was clearly Jeon Hye Kyo, the Goryeo imperial physician who was shot by me.
I bit my lower lip hard to make sure that what I was seeing was not an illusion.
The two Donghu soldiers were carrying medicine boxes on their backs, and Quan Huiqiao was checking the injuries of the wounded soldiers one by one and distributing medicine.
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"Impossible" I shouted in my heart.
I clearly shot her in the back with an arrow, how could she escape and come to the Donghu army again?
Quan Huiqiao walked towards me.
I lowered my head in a hurry, fearing that she would recognize me.
She stopped beside me and took a small silver knife from the Donghu soldier's hand.
My heart was beating wildly.
Could it be that she had recognized me and wanted to do something cruel to me?
She whispered: "Your wound must be treated, otherwise the skin will be frostbitten and this leg may be useless."
I could almost tell from her voice that she was Jeon Hye Kyo.
But she didn't seem to remember me at all.
She used a silver knife to open my frozen trouser leg, used medicinal wine to clean the blood and debris from the wound, and then carefully wrapped it in white gauze.
I boldly cast my gaze on her pretty face.
Hye Kyo’s eyes were focused on my injuries.
Her long black and curled eyelashes made her eyes mysterious.
I didn’t know if she recognized her.
Outside of me, I still feel uneasy inside.
Her eyelashes flickered, her eyes finally met mine, and she gave a gentle smile: "Don't worry, you will recover soon."
I suddenly fell into confusion, whether she was Quan Hye Kyo's voice, appearance, or smile.
Any difference, there shouldn't be anyone so similar in this world, or she may not remember the original thing at all.
She also cleaned and bandaged the injury on my left shoulder.
The Hu Bing behind him said: "Doctor Wanyan, if his injury is too serious, there is no need to treat him."
Quan Huiqiao whispered: "This person has not injured his muscles and bones, and he should recover soon."
She wrapped my wound, left a roll of white gauze and a small bottle of medicinal wine, and asked: "You clean up on time Please keep your wound warm, it should be fine.”
I nodded gratefully, watched her go away, and then carefully put away the white gauze and medicinal wine.
After some inspections, it was found that out of the 80,000 captured soldiers, less than 30,000 were left.
After the Donghu soldiers killed the Qin soldiers who had no value left behind.
The task of clearing the battlefield and burning the bodies was left to us.
After we handed over the weapons, the Donghu soldiers allowed us to take off the clothes from the dead body to keep out the cold.
I picked two fairly neat cotton-padded clothes, which finally temporarily solved the problem of keeping warm.
After clearing the battlefield, more than 20,000 of our prisoners followed the Tuyan Army back to Tunliu.
This time, the Tuyan Army suffered the heaviest losses.
Most of his 200,000 troops were killed and wounded, leaving only more than 50,000 soldiers.
After four days of hard walking in the wind and snow, we were still less than fifty miles away from Tunliu City.
Tuyan was in no hurry and asked us to camp at the ruins of the ancient city outside the city.
Little food was provided to us every day, and we captives were constantly hungry.
I formed a circle with the other forty-nine other prisoners.
A bonfire was raised in the middle.
Two Donghu soldiers came to a high place.
One of them shouted loudly: "Tonight, the general has ordered that each group will get a leg of lamb.
As for who gets the chance to eat it, it depends on where you are." ability."
I immediately understood what they really meant.
This is to let the prisoners fight each other and have fun.
I whispered: "Don't be fooled, the barbarians are clearly teasing us."
Two Hu soldiers took it and baked it until golden brown.
The fragrant leg of lamb came towards our group.
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I realized that my will had become so fragile.
I stared blankly at the leg of lamb, wishing I could rush up and snatch it from my hands.
All my companions' The eyes are the same as mine, our humanity and dignity have been completely wiped out by hunger.
One of the Hu soldiers smiled and threw the leg of lamb on the fire in the middle of us.
The two prisoners rushed up almost at the same time, reaching out and grabbing the leg of lamb from the fire at all costs.
Both sides ignored the burns on their hands and kicked each other with their feet.
Before they could tell the winner, the prisoners in the same group rushed forward, and everyone's target was on the leg of lamb.
More than ten Hu soldiers stood around with their spears raised and watched our fight. bursts of hearty laughter.
They are there to supervise us prisoners.
If anyone wants to take the opportunity to escape, the cold spearhead will pierce our hearts without hesitation.
I stood on the periphery of the crowd, quietly waiting for the opportunity.
I believed that this melee would not end prematurely.
As I expected, everyone fought hard for food without giving up.
Half of the prisoners were knocked to the ground, unable to get up.
The fight was still going on.
A strong prisoner grabbed the leg of lamb.
He just took a bite when he was knocked to the ground by the prisoners rushing behind him.
The leg of lamb flew out of his hand and landed at my feet.
I picked up the leg of lamb and ran along the fire while biting it into big bites.
Everyone's target was suddenly focused on me.
More than a dozen prisoners trapped me in the middle and threw me to the ground with all their strength.
I held on with my right hand.
Holding the mutton leg, I pushed my left elbow back hard.
A prisoner on top of me screamed and rolled to the side.
I took the opportunity to roll to the side, escaped from their surroundings, and took another bite.
Before I could take two steps, I was hit hard on the back.
My body lost balance again, and the leg of lamb flew out of my hands.
I was desperate.
I crawled over and grabbed the tail end of the lamb leg with my arms.
The other end was already grabbed by the strong prisoner.
I roared and punched him in the face, and his heavy punch also hit my lower abdomen.
The leg of lamb was spit out again before it could be swallowed.
Before our second attack could reach each other, five or six more hands grabbed the lamb leg at the same time, and the leg broke.
I took the remaining end and stuffed the lamb into my mouth desperately.
The wound on my shoulder blade was hit hard by a punch.
The severe pain made me almost faint.
Three prisoners surrounded me and tried to take the leg of lamb from my hand.
One of them punched the wound on my right leg hard.
Come on, in the past two days, they have become familiar with me, know where my injury is, and they are vicious and precise in their attacks.
My anger was completely ignited by the pain, and with a roar, I thrust one end of the mutton leg into the eye of the man behind me.
After the leg was broken, the stump was extremely sharp and inserted deeply into the prisoner's right eye.
The ground let out a miserable scream, covered the blood-stained lamb leg and fell on the snow.
His limbs were twitching continuously, and he died not long after.
The situation in front of me made my blood gradually cool down, and an unspeakable regret filled my heart.
I actually took the life of my companion.
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Everyone was shocked by the tragedy that happened in front of them, and the captives were all stunned.
Standing there, no one is fighting for the leg of lamb.
Several Hu soldiers obviously did not expect that they would kill anyone.
They quickly came forward to surround me and hit me hard with the barrel of their guns.
I held my head to prevent them from hurting my vital parts.
"Kill him" shouted a Hu soldier.
"Kill him!"
More people shouted this time, including the prisoners in my group.
Several Hu soldiers changed the direction of the attack.
They obviously wanted to obey public opinion and assassinate me with random shots.
I closed my eyes in great pain.
I had made such a stupid mistake.
I had gone through so much trouble to save my life, but I lost it so easily for a leg of lamb.
"Let him go," a majestic voice shouted.
At some point, a tall old man appeared in the crowd.
His long yellow hair was tied into countless pigtails on the back of his head and spread over his broad shoulders.
His eyes were deeply embedded in his eye sockets.
In the middle, his eyebrows are prominent and clear-cut, his beard is also yellow, his upper wings are curled, and he is wearing a leather robe common to Hu people.
He is obviously not a member of the army.
The soldiers seemed to be in awe of him.
They put away their spears and said to him: "Master Wu Qitai, this man killed a comrade.
According to military regulations, he should be executed on the spot."
Wu Qitai smiled and said: "It's just killing a prisoner, what's the big deal?
Besides, he is a soldier of the Qin State.
How can he be punished by our laws?
I want this man's life.
With my relationship with General Tuyan , he should give me this face.”
The group of Hu soldiers looked at each other and nodded at the same time.
Obviously, the relationship between Wu Qitai and Tu Yan was by no means ordinary.
Four big Hu men came behind Wu Qitai, pulled me up from the snow and walked out of the camp.
About a mile out of the military camp, I saw a dozen tents on the edge of the ruins.
I thought this was Wu Qitai's camp.
Only then did I realize that I was not the only one brought here.
There were more than twenty Qin soldiers who came with me.
I suddenly realized that we might be sold as commodities by Bald Face.
A stove was lit in the middle of the camp.
We lined up and came to the stove one by one to be shackled.
The shackles were made of special metal.
The chain in the middle was very slender but extremely tough and did not affect our normal walking.
After completing all the processes, we were taken to the fire, and two Hu men distributed food to us.
For us prisoners, the food was extremely rich.
Not only did we have barbecue and smoked sausages, but they were also specially prepared for us.
Small amounts of alcohol.
Every prisoner had an ecstatic look on his face.
Compared with our companions who are still suffering in the army, our current situation can be called happiness.
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After filling my stomach, I comfortably drank the bowl of kumiss that was assigned to me.
Then I began to think about Wu Qitai.
What exactly did we want to do after he got it from Tu Yan?
I felt intuitively that tonight in Tu Yan, The mutton leg battle in Yan's army must have something to do with Wu Qitai.
Maybe it was a play he carefully directed to select slaves.
After more than 20 of us had eaten and drank, Wu Qitai returned to the camp.
His eyes swept over us one by one: "I don't care where you come from, what your identity and status are.
From today on, you only have one master." , that’s me.”
His voice was like a loud bell, making the whole wilderness buzz.
"You are the slaves I bought with money.
Your lives belong to me, Wu Qitai.
Obey me and I will let you have wealth, women, and everything you desire.
If you disobey me, you will face nothing worse than death.
A horrific ending.
Wu Qitai took out an iron brand from the stove and said loudly: "Unbutton your clothes and expose your chests.
I want to leave the mark of Wu Qitai on my property with my own hands."
Wu Qitai first pointed the iron brand at a prisoner beside him.
The Qin Bing closed his eyes tightly.
Along with the smell of burnt flesh, the red iron was actually imprinted on his forehead.
When he walked towards the next prisoner, the prisoner struggled to free himself: "You can't humiliate Shi Ke, I won't let you humiliate me even if I die."
The prisoner rushed towards Wu Qitai desperately, but was killed by Hu Qitai behind him.
The man stepped on his shackles and fell heavily onto the snow.
Wu Qitai smiled and said: "What a heroic man."
He strode to the prisoner, raised his right foot and stepped hard on his spine.
There was only a click, and the prisoner's spine was stepped on by him.
If he breaks it, he will be killed immediately.
He picked up the branding iron and stamped it on the forehead of the corpse: "Even if I die, I will leave my mark of Wushi."
He then sighed: "The five hundred taels of silver are just gone."
Wu Qitai's move greatly intimidated the prisoners present, and most of them chose to obey.
Wu Qitai finally came to me with the red soldering iron, and I stared at him fearlessly.
Wu Qitai asked sarcastically: "Are you unwilling too?"
I asked back: "Master, how much money have I spent?"
Wu Qitai held out three fingers: "Three thousand taels" "If this iron is stamped on my face, you will not only lose a loyal slave, but also lose far more than this amount of money."
"Yeah, give me a reason" I nodded: "A slave with self-respect is far more valuable than a slave who loses self-respect."
Wu Qitai's eyes showed a trace of surprise.
He was stunned, but he didn't put the iron on my body.
He whispered: "I will leave you a trace of dignity.
I hope you can prove that you are different from others."
I was the only slave who was not branded, and this became the reason for the other captives to hate me.
I can already feel this from their malicious eyes.
Wu Qitai led our group of slaves to the north.
Half a month later, we arrived at a small town in the north of Donghu.
After half a month of nursing, my physical injuries gradually recovered.
Wu Qitai gave us the conditions for these slaves.
It's very generous, and there's nothing wrong with your food and daily life.
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The town is less than fifty miles away from Heisha City, the capital of Donghu.
There are no residents in Xiaoshang.
Wu Qitai bought it a year ago.
Guards and outposts were set up around the town.
Walking into the town is like walking into a closed prison.
The town is surrounded by high walls made of bluestone, covered with caltrops.
There is an exit in the north and south, and there are turrets on both sides of the exit.
There are guards patrolling the upper floors day and night.
We took off all our clothes in front of the fountain in the town.
Several master slaves washed our bodies with cold water.
The weather was extremely cold.
We used the white snow to rub the skin all over our bodies until it was completely red and our body temperature gradually increased. of rise.
Wuqitai walked around the fountain with squinted eyes.
He carefully observed our bones and bodies with a satisfied smile on his face.
A giggle suddenly erupted from the small building on the right.
Our eyes were immediately attracted, and we saw a group of charming beauties standing on the railing of the small building, pointing at us, and casting seductive glances from time to time.
Some of us suddenly forgot about our situation and showed off our strong bodies to the group of beauties, making strange roars from our mouths.
The group of beauties laughed more and more happily, looking at our bodies with unscrupulous eyes.
Almost all the Hu girls' eyes were fixed on my face, perhaps because I was the only slave who was not branded.
The injuries on my body have almost healed.
My well-proportioned and strong muscles have raised toned curves, and my bronze skin shines under the northern sun.
The scars caused by the war have not affected the beauty of my body, but have added to my beauty.
The rugged masculine charm.
Wu Qitai laughed and said: "This town is called Sandingji.
It used to be densely populated, but a plague five years ago killed most of the residents here, and the remaining people fled elsewhere.
Dingji is vacant.
I only spent five thousand taels of silver to buy it."
He stared at us with bright eyes and said, "You are much more valuable than this town.
I hope you will give me something in return.
It’s also richer than that.”
Wu Qitai pointed to Hu Nu upstairs and said: "Within these three months, I will provide you with everything you need, and you must do your best to train.
I will make you the bravest in Black Sand City." fighter" I had vaguely guessed Wu Qitai’s purpose before, and now it’s finally confirmed.
He bought us just to train us into bloodthirsty fighters and playthings for others' pleasure.
A glimmer of hope suddenly rose in my heart.
If Wu Qitai wants to obtain higher benefits, he will definitely let me participate in the highest-level competition.
The capital of Donghu, Heisha City, is the focus of Donghu's powerful people.
It is undoubtedly his best place. choose.
For me, no opportunity can be missed.
Only by standing out from this group of slaves can I have a chance to regain my freedom.
The day we walked to Sandingji meant the beginning of a bloody life.
In the first ten days, Wu Qitai had people conduct restorative training on us and teach us some preliminary fighting skills.
I myself have Wu Jian Xuan Gong.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, he practiced hard according to Qiu Yuehan's original instructions, and made rapid progress during this period.
Every slave is aware of the approaching crisis and seizes every moment to improve his or her abilities.
Starting from the tenth day, the two of us formed a team and began intensive training under the guidance of the coach.
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The man I was paired with was a man named A Dong.
As soon as I played against him, I knew his strength.
My ability is far below mine, but I dare not show it on the surface.
When I faced off against A Dong, I deliberately preserved my strength.
Every time we fight, I have to fight him for a long time before I can decide the winner.
Every time we took a break, Adong would take the initiative to show his kindness to me, but I would walk aside coldly.
I knew the end we would eventually face, one day.
I would take his life with my own hands, for such a person.
I don't want to have any feelings.
A month has passed in the blink of an eye.
Wu Qitai summoned us to the training ground and randomly selected our gladiator opponents.
The weapons were all sharpened, and the edges shone with an icy cold light.
My opponent is a tall Qin man.
While exercising my body these days, my nerves have also been tempered and become stronger.
I have no emotions mixed with my enemies.
Every opponent is regarded by me as an enemy on the road to survival.
Being kind to the enemy is equal to being cruel to myself.
It only took me one round.
I cut his throat mercilessly with the blade and watched a life slowly disappear from my hands.
I didn't feel any sadness.
What I thought in my heart was that I was taking another step towards freedom.
Of the twenty-six purchased slaves, only fifteen remained after the first screening.
The two seriously injured slaves were quickly dragged away and became a delicious meal for the hounds.
The thirteen of us successfully entered the next stage of training and also won a month of life.
What surprised me was that A Dong also managed to survive.
With his strength, I thought he would be among the first to be eliminated.
When I saw his action of taking out the knife clearly, I realized that he also survived.
Preserve your own strength like me.
A Dong winked at me.
His smile was extremely bright, he came to my side and whispered: "What a fast knife."
"Each other.
Each other."
A faint smile appeared on my lips.
While dinner was in progress, a slave who passed by me suddenly strangled me from behind.
He grabbed the porcelain plate and tried to slit my throat.
The incident happened so quickly that I had no time to react.
Adong appeared beside me in time, grabbed the slave's wrist, and twisted the porcelain piece off.
I grabbed the attacker's arm with both hands and dragged him to the table hard.
I pressed my knee hard against his elbow joint.
The sound of broken bones could be heard clearly.
The attacker screamed and squatted down.
Go down.
I grabbed the big bowl on the table and slammed it on his face with all my strength, and blood spurted out from his face.
He used his left hand that could still move to cover his eyes in pain.
Suddenly there was a burst of applause in the dining hall, and Wu Qitai appeared outside the door with a smile on his face.
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He said loudly: "The slave you killed today is his brother."
I bit my lower lip hard, grabbed the attacker's neck with both hands, and broke the bones of his cervical spine with a roar.
There was silence in the entire dining hall, even A Dong's eyes showed a trace of panic.
I wiped the blood off my hands and stood up, just in time to meet Wu Qitai's burning eyes.
He nodded appreciatively and turned around to go out.
The moonlight shone quietly on my bed from the iron fence.
After taking a bath, I lay quietly on the animal hide.
The stove in the room was very bright, and the warm room temperature made it hard to believe that this was...
The biting cold wind in northern Xinjiang.
The palms of my hands have grown calluses from holding the sword for a long time, and when they rub against my skin, they feel an unfamiliar roughness.
I can hardly believe that these are the hands that once wrote so wonderfully.
Jiao Zhenqi didn't know if I was out of danger, whether I was captured or dead in the eyes of others, and whether there was anyone in the world who cared about me.
Questions repeatedly appeared in my mind, making me tossing and turning.
The door lock was unlocked, and the iron door opened with a creaking sound.
A graceful Hu woman walked into the room, and the iron door was closed again behind her.
Her long golden hair swayed around her shoulders, her blue eyes were rippling like two clear springs, and the bridge of her nose was very straight.
Central Plains woman.
A pair of beautiful eyes looked at me charmingly, and she removed the ties on the cloak with her hands.
The red cloak slowly slid down from her delicate body.
Her skin was as white as snow, and her breasts were high and straight.
She was indeed a beauty in the world.
She came to me gracefully, her long legs climbed on the bed, and she smiled sweetly, with two attractive pear dimples appearing on her cheeks.
She picked up the ribbon with her slender hands and tied her long golden hair behind her head.
This action highlighted her towering breasts even more.
The two red spots trembled slightly, easily stirring up my long-suppressed feelings.
She was keenly aware of the changes in my body.
Her delicate body straddled my legs, her delicate hands gently caressed my cheek, and her delicate body pressed down.
The fragrance of her skin penetrated the soft body and inhaled it.
People want to be drunk.
Her soft skin rubbed gently on mine, releasing the Guerlain fragrance.
Two pairs of beautiful breasts flitted across my chest like a dragonfly touching water.
My body temperature began to rise rapidly under her touch.
I wrapped my hands around her plump buttocks and pressed down hard.
Along with her seductive moans, a soft warmth slowly enveloped my body.
She squeezed my body rhythmically, bringing me into a high degree of excitement quickly.
I hugged her delicate body and turned her around suddenly.
Due to my violent movements, Hu Nu's ten slender fingers suddenly pinched into my skin.
She had obviously been specially trained in bed skills and was good at arousing my passion, and she moaned just right.
Facing such a foreign beauty, I didn't feel any pity for her.
Maybe it was because I had been suppressed for too long.
All I needed was to vent and explode.
The first ray of sunlight in the morning came through the window pane.
Hu Nu gently broke away from my arms, stood up and put on her own clothes.
She just took a step and seemed to be in some pain, so she couldn't help but scream.
I asked with concern: "Are you okay?"
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She turned around and smiled brightly, her slender figure revealed from the red cloak, and there were some bruises on it, all of which were caused by my almost violent venting last night.
"You are a beast," she scolded, then showed a shy smile.
"Will you come again?"
My voice was full of anticipation.
She lowered her head and thought for a while: "Maybe" and then walked out of the door.
For me, such a night was just an occasional dream, and it immediately returned to the cruel reality.
The intensity of training began to increase, and the number of opponents we faced changed from one to two, four, or six. , there seems to be no shortage of slaves in the Sanding Concentration.
People die in front of my eyes every day, not only the captives with us, but also many slaves of different races.
At the end of the third month, only four of the twenty-six of us who came with us were left, and A Dong and I were the two survivors.
The weather began to slowly warm up, and the ice and snow underfoot began to melt.
It can be seen from the increasing smiles on Wu Qitai's face that he was quite satisfied with our progress and had already begun to secretly calculate the upcoming peak. amount of return.
My mood became worse.
My hair became heavy, and I would definitely have to face the most dangerous life-and-death fight before leaving Sandingji.
I can tell from A Dong's performance that his sword skills are by no means inferior to mine.
If we are drawn to a duel, It's hard to say who wins and who loses
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