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f1f,The yellow sand, carrying the sound of horse hooves, sweeps across the wasteland. The black-armored knights charge forward with their spears, the sharp sound of the spear tips piercing through enemy armor mixes with roars. The warhorse is hit by an arrow, its front legs kneel, the knight leaps off and falls to the ground. His curved sword cuts through the incoming long sword, blood droplets splash onto the dusty battle flag. The trumpets of the distant reinforcements are piercing through the wind and sand