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Chapter 23

Chapter 23

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Yuwen Junan had just closed the memorial when Lu Zhiyou stood up with a start, causing the teacup on the desk to rattle with a sharp "clink." Standing to the side of the writing desk, Yuwen Junan remained motionless, his eyes lowered as if he hadn't noticed a thing. "This is a good opportunity," Lu Zhiyou said, deliberately raising his voice. "Though the Quanrong troops are not as valiant as the Turkic cavalry, they are descendants of the Northern Di and are skilled in archery and horsemanship, from the youngest child to the oldest elder. If they were not being oppressed by the Turkic people and harboring such deep blood feuds, they would never have sought help from the Sheng Dynasty."

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