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Chapter 151

Chapter 151

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For common people, nights in the Mist Ridge Mountains were the most terrifying and dreadful. Although massive fences blocked many large beasts, even a small snake or a poisonous insect could easily claim a person's life. Fortunately, having spent many years opening up the Mist Ridge Mountains and paying the price with countless bitter lessons, the Southern Expedition Army built every tent more than a meter above the ground. This design not only warded off venomous snakes and insects, but also kept out the dampness from the earth, reducing illness among the common soldiers. Inside a remote tent at this hour, the cooks returned after a grueling day of exhausting labor. There were no lights here, nor was there hot water to wash faces or bathe; the entire tent reeked heavily of sweat.

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