A military truck came to a shaky stop at the roadside. An officer in a gray-green coat jumped down from the vehicle, pulled out a cigarette box from his pocket, extracted a cigarette, and stuck it in his mouth.
Another officer in the truck rubbed his eyes, then stretched lazily, his hands touching the canvas roof overhead. He instinctively flinched and asked in a drowsy voice, "Where are we?"
"About 10 kilometers ahead—Zheng Kingdom's royal city," replied the officer who had gotten out, striking a match to light his cigarette and exhaling a plume of smoke.
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