Sample-马踏天下-V06-202605292040.txt
## The Shadow of the Eagle I remember the first time I saw Augustus. He was just a centurion then, his armor dented and caked in the dust of the Gallic frontier. He had a way of looking at a map not as a piece of parchment, but as a puzzle that he was destined to solve. I was his first lieutenant, the man who cleaned his boots and executed his orders. "Marcus," he had told me, as we watched the...
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