Windfall Dragon's Fall
Takeda Shingen personally led five hundred thousand Red Armor Iron Cavalry to trample Dawn Winery Lake; his Twenty-Four Generals tore through Mondstadt's city walls like phantoms.
Diluc's great flaming sword snapped asunder; Kaeya's frost melted into mist at last.
As Albedo's alchemical matrix crumbled, Yamagata Masakage loosed an arrow that struck down the stubborn crimson figure soaring in the sky.
When Amber plummeted into the icy lake with her Windrise Wings on her back, the sigh of Barbatos, God of Wind, faded away on the breeze—
On this day, the City of Freedom lost its dawn forever.
The once tranquil, sweet-scented winds of Dawn Winery Lake were torn to shreds in an instant.
The earth rumbled—not an ordinary roar, but a dull thunder rolling over from another world, pierced by the shrill screech of grinding metal. Five hundred thousand Red Armor Cavalry surged forward like a boundless, blazing crimson tide, wrapped in the cold glint of armor and the stench of warhorses. They swept across the green plains, charging straight for the gates of Mondstadt. At the vanguard fluttered the war banner emblazoned with Wind, Forest, Fire, Mountain. Beneath it, Takeda Shingen sat calmly atop his steed, his gaze still as an ancient well, fixed upon the delicate, almost fragile city before him.
There was no negotiation, no declaration of war—not even a moment for the hastily assembled Knights of Favonius atop the walls to ready themselves. The vanguard of the crimson tide, Yamagata Masakage’s feared Oni Mino unit, drove forward like a red-hot blade, piercing the scattered peripheral resistance with ease. Arrows descended like a swarm of raging locusts, blotting out the sky. Empowered by otherworldly martial arts, they slammed into the ancient city wall, gouging craters of varying depths. Muffled groans echoed from behind the battlements as knights fell, struck down by the volleys.
"We cannot hold! The wall stretches too far, and we are far too few!" Acting Grand Master Jean stood on the balcony of the Knights of Favonius headquarters, her voice hoarse from shouting. The Favonius Sword in her hand blazed with pure anemo power, barely dispersing a wave of incoming arrows—yet countless more slipped past, streaking into the city and sparking panicked screams.
Diluc was already outside the city. Towering flames and plumes of black smoke rose from the direction of Dawn Winery, his final battlefield. At that moment, he wielded his massive, wolf-themed greatsword wreathed in searing fire, carving whirling cyclones of flame through the ranks of the Red Armor Cavalry. Every swing sent riders and horses tumbling. Fire devoured flesh and steel, hissing as it burned. He stood like a silent god of fire, upholding his oath of protection with unbridled fury. Yet the enemy numbers were overwhelming, despairingly so. A mighty general clad in dark Nanban armor—Baba Nobuharu—charged forward on horseback. His heavy iron spear cut through the wind, clashing again and again with Diluc’s greatsword, sending sparks flying. Diluc’s assault was stalled dead in its tracks. Wave after wave of Red Armor Cavalry streamed past his flanks, rushing toward the city gates.
Clang!
A deafening clash of metal rang out. Infused with elemental power, the blade of the Wolf’s Gravestone finally snapped clean in two after countless brutal collisions with Baba Nobuharu’s spear, honed with fierce spiritual energy. The half-burned blade spun into the enemy ranks, igniting cries of agony. Diluc froze for a heartbeat, clutching his broken sword. Baba Nobuharu gave him no chance to recover. His spear lunged forth like a venomous dragon. Diluc twisted aside, but the spear tip still tore through his pauldron, drawing a spray of blood. He let out a low groan, staggering backward. The fire in his crimson eyes still burned bright, yet it reflected the cruel glares of the enemy closing in all around him.
Kaeya darted like a shadow amid the enemy horde. He pushed his Cryo Vision to its limit, conjuring sharp ice lances that bloomed and stabbed outward, striving to slow the cavalry’s charge. His sword struck like a viper’s tongue, slipping through gaps in armor to claim life after life. His usual carefree smirk was long gone, replaced by icy, unwavering focus. "Really now… so many guests, how am I to entertain them all…" he muttered to himself, freezing a charging ashigaru commander with a sweep of his blade. In the next instant, a forest of spears jabbed toward him from all angles, forcing him to spin back and retreat. A razor-sharp flash of steel sliced through the air, faster than the eye could follow. Naitō Masatoyo appeared beside him like a ghost, his katana carving a perfect arc. Kaeya’s ice-forged parrying sword shattered instantly. The cold blade cut unimpeded through his chest, soaking his blue formal attire in crimson. He glanced down, almost in surprise, then his limbs went limp and he crumpled to the ground. The spreading frost at his feet was soon trampled into dust by endless hooves.
With a thunderous crash that shook the air, the city gate—and the barricades behind it—were blown open into a massive gap by sappers under Oyamada Nobuari, wielding specialized explosive cylinders. The crimson tide finally flooded into Mondstadt.
"For Lord Barbatos! For freedom!" Noelle roared, hefting her massive white iron greatsword as she stood firm as a boulder, guarding the street leading to the city square. Her Geo shield stood thick and unyielding, sheltering the remaining knights and adventurers behind her. Ordinary blades left only faint white scratches on its surface; arrows bounced off harmlessly time and again. She swung her sword relentlessly, sending charging foot soldiers flying shield and all. The young maiden stood with the unshakable resolve to hold back a thousand troops. Yet among the Takeda Twenty-Four Generals, Tsuchiya Masatsugu, famed for his brute strength, advanced with a cruel grin. His weapon was a terrifying giant cross-headed spear, its gusts carrying the power to crush all before it. The cross spear collided with Noelle’s greatsword in a deafening detonation. The stone paving beneath her feet cracked inch by inch. Gritting her teeth, she endured the blow, yet her shield’s light flickered violently. Roaring with laughter, Tsuchiya Masatsugu unleashed another surge of strength, driving his spear downward with crushing force. Crack— A crisp shatter. Noelle’s Geo shield finally faltered under the overwhelming pressure, dissolving into flecks of golden light. At the exact same moment, another general, Hara Torashin, charged in from the flank. His katana sliced horizontally like lightning, grazing Noelle’s waist. The young knight froze. Her greatsword crashed heavily to the ground. She stared down at the blood soaking her grey-white armor and gown, regret flickering in her eyes for failing her duty. Slowly she knelt, then collapsed face down into the dirt.
In the center of the square, Albedo wore a grave expression. Beneath his feet lay a vast, intricate alchemical matrix glowing with blinding white light. Golems of stone and earth rose one after another, swinging rocky limbs to stem the crimson flood of cavalry. It was his ultimate gambit—centering the matrix on himself to channel the ley line energy. The golems sowed chaos, felling countless riders, yet their movements felt sluggish to true masters of combat. From Takeda Shingen’s main camp, Amari Torayasu and Suwa Katsuyori charged forth in unison. Blades and sword energy crisscrossed the air; the sturdy stone golems were reduced to splinters like rotting wood, swiftly cut down. Beads of sweat formed on Albedo’s forehead. Sustaining the matrix drained his mind and body to the extreme. He tried to rearrange the formation, summoning stronger constructs—yet a cold gaze locked onto him. Beside Takeda Shingen, Yamagata Masakage had already nocked his massive Japanese bow. A chilling glint coalesced on the arrowhead, aimed straight at the chalk alchemist at the matrix’s core. Whoosh— The arrow left the string—not aimed at Albedo himself, but at the critical energy node at the heart of the matrix beneath his feet. The destructive power sealed within the arrow surged forth in an instant. The alchemical matrix’s light flickered madly, then burst in a series of strained cracks. The glowing lines of the formation snapped and faded away inch by inch. The matrix had crumbled! The violent energy backlash sent Albedo coughing up a mouthful of blood. He swayed and dropped to one knee, his golden eyes dimming instantly. He struggled to rise, yet countless spears—once held back by his golems—pierced his body without hesitation.
"Amber! Run! Flee at once!" Jean spotted the stubborn crimson figure amid the chaos and shouted herself hoarse. She too was locked in a desperate battle, surrounded by Takeda samurai. Though the Favonius Sword was sharp, she could not break their coordinated formation. Fresh wounds marred her body, her movements growing slower by the moment.
Amber did not run. With her beloved Windrise Wings strapped to her back, she darted nimbly across rooftops and crumbling walls, knowing every corner of Mondstadt by heart. With every leap, she drew her bow, loosing volleys of Pyro arrows into the sea of enemy soldiers below. Her aim remained unerring—each shot igniting leather armor or piercing unprotected faces. To the massive Takeda army, her attacks were little more than mosquito bites, yet she persisted, an unyielding flame dancing across the battlefield of despair.
"That red-haired girl is a nuisance," Takeda Shingen frowned slightly, his tone calm and unemotional.
"As you command." Yamagata Masakage drew his bow once more. This time the arrowhead was strange and otherworldly, wrapped in swirling gusts of wind. He narrowed his eyes, calculating the path Amber would take on her next glide with her wings.
Amber leaped from a tall broken wall. Her Windrise Wings snapped open, carrying her gliding toward the shores of Dawn Winery Lake. She drew her bow to the full once more, aiming straight for Yamagata Masakage below. The moment she released her arrow, Yamagata Masakage’s arrow also took flight.
The arrow flew faster than natural law allowed, defying distance to strike true and hard into the joint of Amber’s Windrise Wings. The specialized arrowhead unleashed a miniature cyclone on impact, tearing through the tough wing membrane and shattering its delicate framework.
A powerful jolt slammed into Amber’s back. Her Windrise Wings let out a mournful creak, losing all buoyancy in an instant. Like a bird with broken wings, she plummeted helplessly from the sky, her bow slipping from her grasp. She had no time to scream. The last sight in her eyes was the glistening surface of Dawn Winery Lake rushing upward.
Splash—
Water exploded upward. The bright splash of crimson was swallowed instantly by the icy lake. Only faint ripples spread outward, fading slowly into silence.
Almost the instant Amber fell into the lake, Jean’s Favonius Sword was knocked flying by the combined assault of Hara Masatsugu and Oyamada Nobuari. Thick ropes snared her body moments later, binding her tight. Elsewhere, toward the library where Lisa stood, the elemental turbulence unleashed by the collapsing alchemical matrix overwhelmed her already exhausted form, drained from overexerting her Electro power. She collapsed to the ground, roughly pinned down by ashigaru soldiers, her elegant mage’s hat rolling into the dust. Eula cut down more than a score of Red Armor Cavalry with her masterful swordplay in the alley fighting, until exhaustion overtook her. She was tripped by chains set by Anayama Nobukimi, and multiple blades pressed instantly to her slender throat. She stared unflinchingly at her foes, icy blue eyes blazing with unyielding wrath, whispering lowly: "I shall remember this grudge…"
The city fell. Its warriors perished. Its people lay slain.
The raging winds died away at last. The air hung thick with the stench of blood and smoke, mixed with the muddy reek of the churned-up Dawn Winery Lake. Upon Mondstadt’s broken city walls, the banner bearing the symbol of the Anemo Archon was roughly torn down by a Red Armor cavalryman and cast into the muck, trampled under countless muddy hooves.
On this day, the City of Freedom lost its dawn—and lost its wind. Far in the distance, a long, sorrowful sigh seemed to drift unheard, fading away on the lifeless air.
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武田信玄亲率五十万赤备铁骑踏破果酒湖，二十四将如鬼魅般撕裂蒙德城墙。
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迪卢克烈焰巨剑断裂，凯亚寒冰终化水雾；
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阿贝多炼金矩阵崩解时，山县昌景一箭射落天际那道倔强的红色身影。
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当安柏背着风之翼坠入冰冷湖水，风神巴巴托斯的叹息随风消散——
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此役，自由之城蒙德再无晨曦。
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果酒湖一向宁静的、带着甜香的风，被彻底撕碎了。
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大地在轰鸣，不是寻常的，而是那种来自异世界的，沉闷如连绵惊雷，又带着金属摩擦刺耳尖啸的轰鸣。五十万赤备铁骑，仿佛一片无边无际、燃烧着的赤色潮水，裹挟着甲胄的寒光与战马的腥气，漫过青翠的原野，直扑蒙德城下。那面“风林火山”的军旗在队伍最前方猎猎作响，旗下，武田信玄端坐马背，目光沉静如古井，倒映着前方那座在他眼中精致得近乎脆弱的城池。
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没有交涉，没有宣战，甚至没有给城头那些仓促集结的西风骑士任何反应的时间。赤潮的前锋，由山县昌景率领的“鬼美浓”部队，已经像一柄烧红的尖刀，轻易捅穿了外围零星的抵抗。箭矢如狂暴的飞蝗，遮天蔽日，带着异界武技加持的可怕力道，撞击在古老的城墙上，凿出深浅不一的坑洼，垛口后不时传来骑士中箭倒下的闷哼。
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“守不住！城墙太长了，我们的人太少！”琴团长站在西风骑士团总部的露台上，声音因竭力呼喊而沙哑，她手中的风鹰剑绽放着纯净的流风之力，勉强荡开一片袭来的箭雨，但更多的箭矢从旁掠过，射入城内，引发混乱的尖叫。
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迪卢克早已不在城内。晨曦酒庄的方向，冲天的火光与漆黑的烟柱升起，那是他最后的战场。此刻，他正挥舞着那柄巨大的、燃烧着烈焰的狼末大剑，在赤备骑兵中卷起一道道火焰旋风。每一剑挥出，都有数名骑兵人仰马翻，火焰吞噬着血肉与铠甲，发出滋滋的声响。他像一尊沉默的火神，以最暴烈的姿态践行着守护的誓言。然而，敌人的数量太多了，多到令人绝望。一名身着漆黑南蛮胴具足的大将——马场信春，策马迎上，沉重的铁枪带着破风之声，一次次与狼末巨剑碰撞，火星四溅。迪卢克的攻势被硬生生拖住，更多的赤备骑兵从两侧蜂拥而过，冲向城门。
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“当——！”
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一声格外刺耳的金铁交鸣，狼末大剑那饱饮元素之力的剑身，在与马场信春灌注了刚猛“气”力的铁枪无数次硬撼后，竟从中断裂！半截燃烧的剑身旋转着飞入敌阵，引燃一片哀嚎。迪卢克握着断剑，动作有了一瞬的凝滞。马场信春没有给他任何喘息之机，铁枪如毒龙出洞，直刺而来。迪卢克侧身闪避，枪尖仍撕裂了他的肩甲，带出一溜血光。他闷哼一声，倒退数步，赤红的瞳孔中火焰未熄，却映出了更多围拢上来的、闪烁着残忍目光的敌人。
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凯亚的身影在敌群中飘忽不定，冰属性的神之眼催动到极致，华丽的冰棱在身边绽放、突刺，试图延缓骑兵冲锋的脚步。他的剑如同毒蛇的信子，总能找到铠甲缝隙，带走一条性命，脸上那惯常的、玩世不恭的笑容早已消失，只剩下全神贯注的冰冷。“真是的，这么多人，可不好招待啊……”他喃喃自语，挥剑冻结了一名冲来的足轻头目，但下一刻，数柄长枪从不同角度刺来，逼得他不得不旋身后撤。一道凌厉的刀光闪过，快得超出视觉捕捉的极限，内藤昌丰如同鬼魅般出现在他身侧，太刀划出一道完美的弧线。凯亚格挡的冰剑应声而碎，冰冷的刀锋毫无阻碍地切开了他的胸膛，鲜血瞬间染透了他蓝色的礼服。他低头看了看，似乎有些诧异，随即身体一软，倒在地上，蔓延开的冰雾迅速被无数马蹄踏碎。
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城门在一声震耳欲聋的巨响中，连同后面的街垒，被小山田信有指挥的工兵部队用某种特制的爆破筒炸开一个巨大的缺口。赤潮，终于涌入了蒙德城内。
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“为了巴巴托斯大人！为了自由！”诺艾尔高喊着，挥舞着巨大的白铁大剑，如同磐石般守在通往广场的街口。她的岩元素护盾厚重坚实，为身后残存的骑士和冒险家们提供着最后的庇护。普通的刀剑砍在护盾上只能留下浅浅的白痕，箭矢更是被纷纷弹开。她一次次挥剑，将冲来的步兵连人带盾砸飞，少女的身姿此刻却有着千军难撼的气魄。然而，武田二十四将中，以刚力著称的土屋昌次狞笑着迎了上去。他的武器是一柄骇人的巨型十文字枪，枪风呼啸，带着粉碎一切的气势。十文字枪与白铁大剑轰然对撞，发出震耳欲聋的爆鸣。诺艾尔脚下的石板寸寸龟裂，她咬紧牙关，硬生生接下了这一击，但护盾的光芒也剧烈地闪烁起来。土屋昌次狂笑着，力量再次爆发，十文字枪猛地压下！“咔嚓——”清脆的碎裂声，诺艾尔的岩元素护盾终于不堪重负，崩散成点点金光。几乎是同时，另一名大将原虎胤从侧面突进，太刀如闪电般横斩，掠过了诺艾尔的腰际。少女骑士的动作僵住了，大剑重重砸落在地，她低头，看着鲜血迅速染红了她灰白色的铠甲与前襟，眼中带着一丝未能完成职责的遗憾，缓缓跪倒，最终俯卧在地。
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广场中央，阿贝多面色凝重。他脚下，一个巨大而繁复的炼金矩阵正散发着刺目的白光，无数由炼金术构成的土石造物拔地而起，挥舞着岩石臂膀，试图阻挡赤备洪流的冲击。这是他压箱底的手段，以自身为阵眼，调动地脉之力。造物们确实造成了一些混乱，砸翻了不少骑兵，但它们的动作在真正的高手眼中，太过迟缓。武田信玄本阵中，甘利虎泰与诹访胜赖两人同时跃出，刀光剑气纵横交错，那些坚硬的岩石造物在他们面前如同朽木，被迅速清理、摧毁。阿贝多的额头渗出细密的汗珠，维持矩阵对他的精神和体力都是巨大的消耗。他试图变换阵型，催生更强大的造物，但一道冰冷的目光锁定了他。武田信玄身边，山县昌景不知何时已经张开了他那张巨大的和弓，箭簇上凝聚着一点令人心悸的寒芒，瞄准了阵眼中心的白垩之子。“咻——”箭矢离弦，并非射向阿贝多本人，而是射向了他脚下矩阵能量流转最核心的一个节点！箭矢蕴含的破坏性能量瞬间注入，整个炼金矩阵的光芒疯狂闪烁，随即发出一连串不堪重负的爆鸣，构成线条的白光寸寸断裂、湮灭！矩阵，崩解了！巨大的能量反噬让阿贝多猛地喷出一口鲜血，身体摇晃着单膝跪地，金色的眼眸瞬间黯淡下去。他试图挣扎着站起，但周围无数把原本被造物阻挡的长枪，此刻已毫不犹豫地刺入了他的身体。
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“安柏！走！快走！”琴团长在混乱中看到了那个倔强的红色身影，嘶声喊道。她自己也陷入了苦战，数名武田家的武士围着她，风鹰剑虽利，却难以突破对方默契的合击剑阵，她的身上已添了数道伤口，动作越来越迟缓。
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安柏没有听。她背着她心爱的风之翼，凭借对蒙德城每一个角落的熟悉，在屋顶、残破的墙壁间灵活地穿梭、跳跃。每一次腾空，她都会拉开手中的弓，火元素的箭矢连珠般射向下方密密麻麻的敌军。箭法依旧精准，每一箭都能命中目标，或是点燃敌人的皮甲，或是射穿缺乏防护的面门。对于庞大的武田军而言，这点伤害如同蚊蚋叮咬，但她依旧在坚持，像一团不屈的火焰，在绝望的战场上跳跃。
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“那个红色的女孩，很烦人。”武田信玄微微蹙眉，声音平淡。
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“遵命。”山县昌景再次举弓。这一次，弓弦上搭着的箭矢箭头更为奇特，隐隐有气流环绕。他眯着眼，计算着安柏下一次借助风之翼滑翔的轨迹。
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安柏从一个高耸的断墙跃下，风之翼“呼”地展开，带着她向靠近果酒湖的方向滑去。她再次拉满弓弦，瞄准了下方的山县昌景。就在她松弦的瞬间，山县昌景的箭也离弦了！
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那支箭速度快得超出了常理，仿佛无视了空间的距离，精准地、狠狠地撞击在安柏风之翼的骨架连接处！特制的箭头瞬间爆发出一股小型的气旋，撕裂了坚韧的翼膜，破坏了精密的结构。
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安柏只觉得一股巨大的力量从背后传来，风之翼发出一声哀鸣，彻底失去了浮力。她像一只折翼的鸟儿，从空中无力地坠落，手中的弓也脱手飞出。她甚至来不及发出一声惊呼，视野中最后的画面是迅速放大的、泛着粼粼波光的果酒湖面。
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“噗通——”
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水花四溅，那抹鲜艳的红色迅速被冰冷的湖水吞没，只留下几圈涟漪缓缓扩散，最终归于平静。
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几乎在安柏坠湖的同时，琴团长手中的风鹰剑被原昌胤和小山田信有联手击飞，紧接着，几条粗壮的绳索套上了她的身体，将她死死捆住。另一边，丽莎所在的图书馆方向，炼金矩阵崩坏引发的元素乱流让她本就因过度催动雷元素力而疲惫不堪的身体彻底崩溃，她软倒在地，被几名足轻粗暴地按住，精致的法师帽滚落尘埃。优菈在巷战中以精湛的剑术连续斩杀了十余名赤备骑兵，最终力竭，被穴山信君用锁链绊倒，数把长刀立刻架在了她修长的脖颈上，她死死盯着敌人，冰蓝色的眼眸中燃烧着不屈的怒火，低语着：“这个仇，我记下了……”
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城破，将陨，人亡。
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肆虐的风不知何时停了，空气中弥漫着浓重的血腥味、烟尘味，以及果酒湖那被搅浑后泛起的泥腥气。残破的蒙德城墙上，那面绘着风神象征的旗帜，被一名赤备骑兵粗暴地扯下，扔在地上，无数带着泥泞的马蹄践踏而过。
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自由之城，在这一天，失去了它的晨曦，也失去了它的风。只有远方，仿佛有一声无人听见的、悠长而悲伤的叹息，随风消散在死寂的空气里。
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