Invasion
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The Mongols howled, dumbfounded by the attack on the flank, hastily deployed horses to meet the threat - and did not have time ...
Lightning flashed to the sky of blades, Koyash was menacingly wheezing, knocking the steppes on low horses, the Templah deftly repulsed Dmitry flying into the chest A spear and grinned in a terrible smile - a snow -white face on black from bloody spray.
Time curled up, and there was no end to the battle - death laughed, screamed, howled, grunted and clapped with a bowl, gurgled blood torn from the wounds, and the blood, and the blood. She moaned the last words with the villains of dying lips
Lightning flashed to the sky of blades, Koyash was menacingly wheezing, knocking the steppes on low horses, the Templah deftly repulsed Dmitry flying into the chest A spear and grinned in a terrible smile - a snow -white face on black from bloody spray.
Time curled up, and there was no end to the battle - death laughed, screamed, howled, grunted and clapped with a bowl, gurgled blood torn from the wounds, and the blood, and the blood. She moaned the last words with the villains of dying lips
Author:
Author:Maksyutov Timur Yasavevich
Cover:
Cover:Hard
Category:
- Category:Fiction
- Category:Science Fiction and Fantasy
- Category:Poetry & Literature
Publication language:
Publication Language:Russian
Paper:
Paper:gray
Series:
Series: Popadan
ISBN:
ISBN:978-5-17-105699-5
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