When the holy city that had been under attack for a long time finally revealed a gap, the cavalrymen who had exhausted their patience in the day-to-day siege battles had blood red eyes and rushed towards the city gate like a swarm.
The entire city shivered in the sound of slaughtering against the sky.
In the storm of wind and arrows, the armored long sword flashed with a cold light.
The tribal soldiers roared and rushed into the holy city, and the defenders in the city retreated step by step.
At this moment, a terrifying loud noise suddenly rumbled, as if someone tore apart the night sky and lowered thunderbolts one after another, the ground shook, the mountains swayed, the boulders rolled down, the sturdy city walls were shaking, and the earth trembled underfoot. The thunder roared and the fire broke out.
Everyone stood unsteadily, their hearts were beating wildly, their heads were dizzy, their ears were buzzing, and their bodies kept shaking.
Someone screamed and fell off the horse.
The war horse neighed and scurried about like a headless fly. Countless people fell off the horse's back, were trampled by the crazy startling horse, and blood splattered everywhere.
One after another, the landslides and the ground cracked. The houses, Buddhist temples, and earthen buildings on both sides of the long street collapsed. The walls of Fangjie collapsed. The flames billowed, the smoke rolled up, the gravel splashed, and the crowd rushed into the black crowd like a rain of locusts. , countless people screamed and fell down.
The entire holy city instantly became a ghost of Asura, and like a ferocious beast, it opened its bloody mouth, waiting to devour all enemies who dared to invade its people.
The heart-wrenching screams drifted outside the city, and the subordinates who were watching the battle on the hillside turned pale with fright and almost rolled off their horses.
The subordinates hurriedly appeased the frightened mounts because of the explosion, and shouted: "Prince, there is an ambush in the city! Half of the holy city suddenly collapsed, and the vanguard was buried!"
In the distance, the holy city was raging with flames, black smoke drifted, and iron arrows flew.
The fire was fierce, and in a blink of an eye, it swelled into a sea of flames, and the air seemed to be burning. Hundreds of knights hurriedly retreated, trying to escape from the only narrow exit. Hundreds of people slammed into each other, trampled, killed, and fought , The comrades who just fought side by side were all red-eyed at this moment.
The general's roar was drowned out by the deafening sound of collapse, no one could hear his command clearly, their hearts were broken, and they just wanted to get out of the fire.
The screams flew over the battlefield, and the fire illuminated half of the sky.
The firelight reflected on Haidu Aling's deeply contoured face. He looked in the direction of the holy city, his face was as usual, and the light in his eyes was colder than the night.
"I guessed it would be like this for a long time. Both Buddha and Li Yaoying are cautious people. Even if Bi Suo and other royal court have different intentions, Li Yaoying has hundreds of trilogy to protect, Bi Suo will not succeed so easily... Our strategy It's too smooth, they're just trying to figure it out."
He smiled and said, "The city is full of support, and the Buddha and Li Yaoying are desperate, wanting to die together. They played such a big show, nothing more than to invite you to enter the urn. They will plan, and I will plan! They will break the boat and sink the boat, and they will open the city gate for us. Opportunity."
The subordinates were terrified, stabilized their minds, and said angrily: "Prince, at the end of the day, go to recall the soldiers!"
Haidu Aling sneered and waved his hand: "It's useless, it's messed up like this, which tribal soldiers can still face the enemy in a strict and orderly manner? Who can listen to the command? Those war horses are frightened, they are beasts, they can understand your order?"
The suffocating heat wave rolled in, and the subordinates were sweating: "Prince, what should we do?"
Haidu Aling looked at the flames that were soaring wildly with the gust of wind, and the corners of his lips curled: "They are well prepared, they are familiar with the alleys in the city, and all of them are not afraid of death."
The subordinate's face turned pale.
"Let the tribal soldiers rush in front. Now the Buddha and Li Yaoying are out of luck and can only fight to the death. If they rush in at this time, they will be buried under the gravel like those tribal soldiers. When Li Yaoying's bombs are used up, we will try again. Siege."
Haidu Aling said calmly, with a sarcastic smile on his lips.
Beirong iron cavalry is not good at siege warfare and street fighting, and Li Yaoying has the kind of weapons in her hands that make Beirong people feel fearful. , he will suffer heavy losses. At that time, it will be easy for the tribal soldiers loyal to the suzerain country to annex his remnants.
So he can't rush into the city.
Those tribal chiefs were short-sighted, greedy, coveted the wealth of the royal court, and just wanted to lead troops to search the holy city as soon as possible. Fantastic quirky magic weapon.
"Send orders to all the ministries to guard the eastern avenue of Taniguchi. It is very likely that Buddha and Li Yaoying want to take advantage of the chaos to break out of the encirclement. As long as any Wang Ting people come out of the city, they will shoot them immediately, and none of them will be left behind!"
Haidu Aling's voice was cold.
"Don't they want to perish together? This king makes them all!"
The Buddha had nowhere to go, and he would not be fooled at the cost of breaking the city to lure the enemy into it. Now breaking the city is a foregone conclusion, no matter what the Buddha has to do, as long as he does not move, the Buddha will either sacrifice himself to the city or break through with the remaining force.
No matter what choice the Buddha makes, he has a way to deal with it.
Tonight, the Buddha will be defeated!
The fire temporarily pushed back the Northern Rong coalition.
The soldiers screamed and escaped from the sea of flames. Haidu Aling led the army to line up outside the city, drew his sword, and glanced around: "The holy city has been broken, these are just tricks of eagles! Control the horses! Form up! Wait for the fire. Retreat, everyone rushes with me!"
His voice was like a bell, and his momentum was fierce, as if he was not afraid of the rumbling noise in the city at all.
Just as the queue was restored to order, a few panicked soldiers rushed out of the gap and shouted, "The Buddha's son knows magic! The Buddha's son is casting magic! Those who dare to attack the holy city will surely be punished!"
The soldiers were cold haired.
Haidu Aling was furious and rushed forward on his horse, chopped off the long knife, and fell to the ground with several heads.
"Tamara is just the son of a Han slave! Those who dare to disturb the heart of the army will be killed without mercy!"
Haidu Aling Hengdao immediately turned his head and shouted.
The soldiers shuddered and lowered their heads, not daring to make a sound.
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Sparks splashed, the night wind was hot.
At the highest point of the holy city, Bi Suo looked at the Beirong iron cavalry who were lined up in the dark outside the city to guard all the intersections, and frowned: "Haidu Aling did not take advantage of the chaos to attack the city, his main force was guarding outside the city, waiting for dawn , they will attack the city... Now the gate of the holy city can't be blocked, we can only break through."
With their strength, breaking through the siege is equivalent to dying.
But don't break through, when Haidu Aling enters the city, everyone's heads will fall.
Bi Su turned his head and clasped his fists towards Tan Moraga, "I will lead someone to break through the siege, pretend to catch Princess Wenzhao, lead Haidu Aling away, and let him exchange Chima with me. When he relaxes his vigilance, I will take the opportunity. Assassinate him!"
Tamara stood on the edge of the cliff, the wind blowing the cassocks flying up and down, looking down at the king temple under his feet, and shook his head.
"The risk is too great. The men and horses of Haidu Aling will not venture in. If you lead your army out of the city, it is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg."
Bi Su clenched her fists tightly, her expression solemn.
So they just have to wait to die
Tanmaraka stood with his hands behind his back, raised his head, and looked at the sky in the west.
The night sky was dyed red by fire, with huge burning sounds, explosions, cracking sounds, and screams one after another. Iron arrows shot into the sky. dance.
At his feet, the monks had already ordered the people in the city to hide in the temple. A few days ago, the soldiers of Xizhou pulled down the city head on the pretext of protecting Yaoying, and dug a huge trench and fire barrier around the Wang Temple to block the long street. To ensure that the fire will not burn into the Wang Temple, it can also stop the Beirong coalition.
Half of the city was blown into ruins in the cave they buried. The flames were burning and the smoke filled the air. The tribesmen who attacked the city first were swallowed up by the sea of fire and collapsed gravel, causing heavy casualties.
However, the Haidu Aling Department did not lose a single soldier or a general, and they stayed outside the city, waiting for the fire to recede.
The city gate has been broken, the lure of the enemy has failed, all weapons have been exhausted, they are the meat on the chopping block, and the enemy's butcher knife will fall at any time, mercilessly beheading them.
Life and death are just a matter of blinking an eye.
After so many days of desperate struggle, the people in the temple were already ready to die. They sat together with their relatives and friends, huddled together tightly, and sang ballads and chants in a low voice amid the thunderous sound of burning. Buddha's name, telling relatives to say goodbye to family members in the next life.
Sad and mourning cries filled the entire Wangji Temple.
Tamara turned around and looked at the steep stone steps between the cliffs. A figure of Xianna turned her back to him, rushing between the cliffs.
Yaoying was dressed in military uniform, with silk sash on her head, and led the people to hide.
The Wang Temple was crowded with people, every Buddhist temple and every grotto was full of people, the earth trembled, the smoke filled the air, the stupa stood silently, the spires were illuminated by firelight, and the bells were ringing.
In the blazing red firelight, Yaoying raised her head, met the gaze that Tan Moraga was staring at, and smiled slightly.
The sky was full of fire, and the smoke was burning. She described it as embarrassed, sweating from exhaustion, and there were a few black marks on her face and nose, but it was Yan Rushunhua.
Tamara walked towards Yaoying, she climbed the stairs, climbed the cliff a few steps, and pointed to the stupa standing quietly in the corner.
"Master, you brought me here last time, took me to worship Buddha, and prayed for me."
She said with a smile, in a light tone.
Just like that brightly lit night, he discovered that he had greed, hatred and delusion, and cut off all desires in front of the Buddha.
She knew nothing, and with a lantern in hand, she stood on the stone steps with a smile and spoke to him.
Right now, at the juncture of life and death, she had clear eyes and said to him with a smile, "Master, you brought me here."
She always remembered the bits and pieces between them.
In an instant, all kinds of things since acquaintance came to his mind, with a majestic momentum, all of them poured into his mind at once, and he indulged in it, sinking little by little.
Tamaroga stared at Yaoying, her heart turned upside down, the waves were surging, she was silent, and after a long time, she raised her hand and brushed the dust off her nose.
Yaoying smiled, wiped her face, took a lamp from the personal soldier, pulled his sleeve, and walked into the pagoda with him.
Since the siege of the city, all the monks have been sent by Tamara Ka to take care of the elderly and the weak. The temple has not been cleaned for a long time, and the pagoda is dark, empty and cold.
Yaoying put down the lamp, knelt down under the long table, put her hands together, and said a few words in silence.
Tamaroga lowered her head and helped her fasten the tie of her cloak.
"Master." Yaoying was exhausted, she leaned back, leaning on Tanmaraga's arm, thinking of the people who were crying and crying together just now, "You believe in the reincarnation of life and death, if there is an afterlife, what do you want to do? "
"Are you still a monk?"
Nifty couldn't hide the deep tiredness in his voice.
Tamara looked down at her, raised his hand, and let her rest against his chest, with the sleeves of the monk's robe hanging around her: "Where's the princess?"
Yaoying thought about it for a while, and said seriously, "Just be an individual."
Tamara was stunned for a moment, and there was a slight smile between her deep and beautiful brows.
Then he is also a person.
"Do you still want to know me?" Yaoying asked, covering her lips and yawning.
Tanmaraga hugged her, bowed her head, and kissed her on the top of her hair.
"think."
Yaoying shrank into his arms, closed her eyes, and when she was about to fall asleep, she murmured, "I want to too."
Tamaroka tightened his arms around her.
The next life is too far away, in this life, he will not let go again.
The candles flickered, and the two cuddled quietly.
Outside the stupa, the fire was raging, and the dust and snowflakes after the burning fell quietly, and half of the sky was as red as fire.
…
The sound of the rumbling explosion gradually subsided, the flames were like waves, and the black smoke rose shrouded the entire holy city.
In the holy city, the fires continued to burn in the street corners and alleys. The town square, the houses, and the palace were all razed to the ground. The gravel and bricks were everywhere, and there was a scorched corpse underneath.
The Northern Rong Allied Forces surrounded the city gate under the leadership of Haidu Aling.
While clearing the road, the wounded tribal soldiers cursed Wang Tingren for being cunning and cunning, and also scolded Haidu Aling for being cunning. Knowing that they were cheating, they even sent them to their deaths. screaming and running around.
Haidu Aling narrowed his eyes slightly and raised his long sword: "The fight between trapped beasts, but that's all. Today is the death of Buddha's son! Avenge Wakhan Khan!"
The subordinates drew their swords and roared.
A furious roar rushed towards the sky, as if it could overturn the world.
On the towering cliff, everyone listened to the roar from outside the city, endured exhaustion and hunger, got up, and waited for the cruel enemy to charge up.
Yuanjue stood outside the pagoda and whispered, "King, princess... It's almost dawn, and Haidu Aling is going to attack the city."
There was no sound inside, he took a few steps inside, opened his mouth, but before he made a sound, Tamara came out of the darkness, with a calm and solemn face, and made a hissing gesture at him.
Yuanjue quickly closed his mouth and followed him out of the pagoda.
Tamara looked up at the sky and said softly, "She fell asleep and won't wake up for a while, you stay here and watch over her."
"Yes."
"If there is an accident, take her from the west."
Yuanjue's eyelids jumped, he raised his head, and said dumbly, "Yes."
Tan Mo Luojia looked back, took a deep look at Yaoying who was sleeping, turned to leave, stood on the cliff, took the pitch-black horn bow handed over by Bi Su, pulled the bowstring, his shoulders were tense, and he shot an arrow.
This arrow is powerful, the iron arrow is as fast as electric light, and it roars to break through the thick smoke and fly high into the sky.
The arrows tore through the black smoke, revealing a corner of the sky, and a trace of skylight poured down.
Haidu Aling outside the city raised his head and frowned at the looming arrows in the thick smoke.
The four fields were filled with black smoke and eerily quiet, except for the sound of horses neighing and burning.
Suddenly, a faint humming sound like a torrential rain floated over from the wind.
Haidu Aling's eyes widened suddenly, a look of unbelievable horror flashed across his face, and he turned back.
The humming stopped, and then, one after another, the sound of breaking the sky sounded, and there was a faint flickering of cold light in the diffuse black smoke, like the stars of the Ganges sand in the blue sky in the summer night, and then, the cold light became brighter and brighter. , getting closer and closer, like a meteor falling, covering the unsuspecting coalition cavalry.
The dense arrows obscured the sky.
Haidu Aling was dripping with cold sweat, he suddenly lifted the reins, turned his horse, leaned back, and shouted, "Raise your shield! Lie on your side!"
His voice was trembling rarely.
At the same time, tens of thousands of iron arrows flew flat, and under the cover of black smoke, a huge black net was woven in the air, covering the entire battlefield, and fell all together, with a sharp castration, piercing through Through the body of the Beirong coalition soldiers.
Screams rang out.
The rain of arrows fell one after another, surging and unstoppable.
The tribal soldiers were not equipped as well as the Beirong iron cavalry. In addition, after the fierce battle last night, the holy city had been breached. Many people took it lightly and did not wear shields at all. , pinning them hard into the snow.
The Beirong soldiers shouted in panic: "Fuzi's bow|crossbow formation! Buddha's bow|crossbow formation!"
In those days, the Wakhan Khan failed several times to siege the city, and there were countless Beirong soldiers who died under the bows and ballistas. Everyone in the Beirong knew that the bows and crossbows that Buddha had improved were extremely powerful, and they were specially used to restrain the Beirong iron cavalry!
Haidu Aling's eyes were round, and he clenched the handle of the knife: Impossible! When they attacked the city, their primary goal was to destroy the bows and ballistas on the holy city. Not a single bow or ballista was left in the holy city. Half of the city walls collapsed, and the soldiers defending the city were long gone. Trace, where did the bow|crossbow array come from!
There were screams in the thick smoke, and another round of arrow rain. The iron arrows slashed black lines in the sky and fell, shooting through the armor of the soldiers, shooting through the wooden round shields, and hitting the horses. The warhorse neighed in pain, ran wild in fright, and threw the knight on its back fiercely.
Haidu Aling dodged an iron arrow that rushed from the sky, looked into the distance, and was shocked.
The sky was still dark, the fields were dark, the earth was shaking, and the sound of heavy and neat horses’ hooves approached from all directions, and black lines made up of countless fierce figures rose and fell one after another, like bloodthirsty beasts, carrying The domineering aura that shreds everything is rushing from different directions like a tide.
There are people everywhere, everywhere.
They have different skin tones and different faces. Some have neat military appearances, some rush forward with their heads buried in their heads, some wear black black armor, some wear silver bright armor, some have disheveled hair, and wear animal skin jackets. Armor, some of them are a group of herdsmen, those with knives, hammers, and long | spears, all with bows, galloping while riding and shooting.
Flags representing different tribes fluttered in the wind.
Behind them, on the continuous mountain peaks, a series of bows | ballistas densely packed the flat hillside, arrows like a rain of locusts.
"For the sake of the Buddha, kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
They shouted the name of Tamara, and roared in unison, the sound was like a tsunami, and the mighty, terrifying murderous aura filled the sky and the earth.
At this time, as if in response to the shouts of the tribal warriors, there was also a scream of killing in the city, and a strange, uniform team rushed out of the holy city and rushed towards the Beirong coalition.
The Beirong battle formation was silent, and the soldiers looked at the commander Haidu Aling in panic.
Haidu Aling was sweating heavily on his clothes, and he almost clenched one of his teeth.
He has been on guard against the Western Army coming to help, and sent people to guard the pass, keeping the Western Army firmly out of the sand city. Every time Tanmaraka sent someone to break through the siege, he fled to the east. He cut off this route, leaving Tanmaraga helpless.
The pass is guarded by his people, and his people will send back news from various places every day to stop the reinforcements, and he makes sure that he has no worries.
Moreover, he ordered his subordinates to shoot all the letter eagles flying out of the holy city, so it was impossible for Tamara to send the news!
But where did the powerful reinforcements in front of him come from, and how did Tanmaraga communicate with the reinforcements and cooperate tacitly
Does the Buddha really know magic and can command tribes thousands of miles away? !
Haidu Aling's eyes bulged and his veins jumped violently.
Whatever the plan is, it's all fake! Even defending the holy city is fake!
The Buddha did not hesitate to use himself as a bait and the entire holy city as a bait to defend the holy city, just to hold back his army of 100,000 and wait for reinforcements to come!
Last night, the Buddha lured the tribal soldiers into the city, not to let him get in the way, but to deliberately blow up the holy city and use riots, loud noises and thick smoke to cover up the reinforcements! Hold him down, let those greedy tribal soldiers relax their vigilance, and create opportunities for reinforcements to approach the battlefield!
If he guessed correctly, the rear camp of the Beirong Allied Forces must have been attacked by reinforcements, and those tribes who were greedy for life and fear of death might have surrendered long ago, so no one reported any changes in the vicinity for the past two days.
Anger, fear, horror, resentment... Haidu Aling was so angry that his eyes darkened, he picked up the reins, made a decisive decision, and summoned his subordinates: "Don't panic! Form the formation! Withdraw the troops!"
The subordinate looked shocked, rushed over, clasped his fists and said: "Prince, why do you want to retreat? We don't lose much, so we may not be able to fight with them!"
"Yes, the holy city has been breached, let's go into the city, loot a bit, capture Buddha Zi and Princess Wenzhao alive, and take Princess Buddha Zi as a hostage!"
There was a bloody breath in Haidu Aling's throat, and he hissed: "I underestimated Tanmaraga, he didn't completely lose power, you see those tribes, they are all coming for him... The Buddha was long before he came back. The plan to encircle and suppress us has been made, and I can't defend it these days, just to ease my defenses. There is also Princess Wen Zhao, and the Western Army concentrates its forces to break through our defense line from the east, which is also one of their strategies!"
"The holy city was blown up... Where did that team come from? Would they blow up the cliff and let reinforcements in?"
A chill crawled all over his body, Haidu Aling didn't want to admit that he was defeated, but he had no choice.
The coalition army is a mess of sand, and the siege has been a long time, and there has been frequent friction. The tribal soldiers are less and less under his control. If Tanmaraga has foreseen everything and arranged the mechanism, then the plan will be flawless.
He must think of a countermeasure as soon as possible.
"Tamaraga used the holy city as bait, and his intention was not just to understand the siege of the holy city, the gates were wide open, and the city walls were destroyed. He was not trying to lure the enemy, but destroyed our back road! Let the reinforcements come in! If we hesitate, we are likely to be encircled."
"They're going to tie their mouths!" Haidu Aling made up his mind, "Withdraw!"
The subordinates looked at each other and followed closely behind him, galloping on their horses, trying to break through.
…
On the cliff, Tan Mo Luojia looked down at the battlefield and gestured to Bi Suo with his eyes.
Bi Su waved the flag. Under the blasted cliff in the north of the city, a team climbed up the towering cliff. Under the leadership of Xizhou soldiers, they crossed the long street full of traps, rushed out of the holy city, and divided into two groups. The team stretched out along both sides of the city gate, like a horizontal line.
Tamara stood on the high cliff and could see the situation of most of the battlefield.
The reinforcements rushing from all over the sky approached the Northern Rong coalition, and the defenders on the hillside kept firing arrows, disrupting the coalition's battle formation and blocking their withdrawal.
In the direction of the Holy City, the horizontal line spread gradually forward, approaching the Northern Rong allied army from both flanks.
Farther away, within a few hundred miles, cavalrymen from different tribes were rushing to the holy city one after another. Teams formed an encirclement, narrowing the encirclement without haste, and slowly annihilating the coalition troops they encountered on the way. .
A large net has been opened many days ago, slowly advancing from a few hundred miles away, like a high wall, to completely strangle the 100,000 army that Haidu Aling has worked so hard to gather here. Within Zhang Dawang.
In order to pacify the troubled times and let the people live and work in peace and contentment, this coalition army must be defeated.
Tamara threw out his long bow, unsheathed his long sword, and walked down the cliff.
The soldiers of the royal court stood up one by one, drew out their long knives, and followed behind him, their expressions frenzied and pious.
…
When Yaoying woke up, the screams of killing outside the city shook the sky.
With nothing around her and a thick felt blanket covering her body, she hurriedly rushed out of the pagoda, came to the cliff, and looked into the distance.
Yuanjue followed closely behind her: "Princess, Wang led his troops to chase Haidu Aling, please rest assured."
Yaoying found the tall and straight figure galloping on the battlefield and nodded.
Outside the holy city, banners were flying all over the mountains and fields, and the tribes that came from different directions gradually closed the encirclement, blocking the coalition forces in the middle.
When Tamara's figure appeared on the battlefield, there happened to be a dazzling morning light that pierced the black smoke, fell down, and caught him.
He was dressed in bright sunlight, riding one by one, galloping in front of the formation, the monk's robe flying, cold, solemn, graceful, and solemn.
The crowd stared at him blankly, and burst into tears with excitement.
A chief shouted: "Buddha is our king!"
"Our allegiance is not the royal court, but the Buddha!"
"The Buddha is the king of kings! It's our Juerhan!"
A sour and spicy feeling rushed through her heart, and Yaoying's eyes were slightly moist.
These tribes who had been favored by Thamaraga, as well as the royal garrison garrisoned in various places, all came.
They came for Tamara.
Even though Tamara is not the queen's parent, even if he and Sultan are the same person, there are still many people who sincerely love him, are willing to follow him, and die for him.
Just like Prajna.
His hard work over the years has never been in vain.
With an exclamation in his ear, Yuanjue looked at the battlefield and said nervously: "Haidu Aling is too cunning! He is hiding behind the tribal soldiers... He is about to break through!"
Yaoying came back to her senses, her eyes wandered around, and the corner of her mouth twitched: "It's nothing if Haidu Aling broke through..."
This time, Haidu Aling had nowhere to escape.
…
Thousands of miles away, the suzerain country where Haidu Aling took refuge.
Yang Qian, dressed in armor, stood on the top of the city, with a heroic appearance, looking in the direction of the royal court, and wiping the blood on the long knife.
Samudan was hundreds of miles in radius, and all of them had surrendered to the foot of the Western Army, and all the remnants of the Beirong who had fled here were captured.
Haidu Aling borrowed several of his father-in-law's affiliated tribes, giving the Western Army a chance to attack.
Yang Qian returned the knife to the sheath and patted the handle.
In this battle, under the order of Princess Wenzhao, he ran for thousands of miles, defeated the suzerain state that supported Haidu Aling, and shocked dozens of surrounding states, and by the way, the business road was completely opened up, and all the tribes came to surrender.
The Western Army established its prestige in the first battle. From then on, no matter in the north, west or south, no forces dared to provoke the Western Army, and the Western Army could sit back and relax.
Let's see who else dares to take in Haidu Aling!
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