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The Ultimate Evolution

I traverse along the pathway of darkness and imagination… Entering the realm born by human imaginations… Challenging Harry Potter’s magic, commanding the great Pirates of the Caribbean Terminating the Terminator’s strength, tearing apart the Matrix’s Hallucination Virus is my slave Endurance my inheritance Growing and hunting in the boundless universe Breaking through boundaries in a mysterious space Desiring evil, conspiracy and betrayer. Who can redeem what was already lost In a battle of demons who can leave an immortal legacy A declining Trump card, Ultimate evolution! I’m… on a journey! We are one!

Rolling Up Soils · Sci-fi
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1460 Chs

Backup Party

Editor: Elkassar1

To handle enemy cavalry, the first thing that had to be done was naturally to dig trenches. The trenches did not have to be too deep - a foot would suffice – but they must be numerous. They were the things cavalry hated the most. If the situation did not permit, then digging holes worked too.

To dig holes was actually more simple. The soil of the fertile Pelennor Fields was moist and compact. Find any shovel, stab it into the ground at an angle of 70 to 80 degrees, pull it out with force, and it would scoop the earth up, leaving behind a pit about 30cm deep. If a horse's hoof dropped into the pit in the middle of a gallop, the horse's foot would surely break due to the terrifying forward inertia of the sprint.