"Boom! Boom!..."

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!..."

"Quick! Fire more cannons, fire more guns! Shoot them to death!..."

"Haha! Bless the Holy Mother! The natives are afraid of the cannons, so they ran back! The natives are about to collapse!"

The sun sets in the west and sets on the sparkling lake bay, reflecting the swaying shadows of the palm trees. Schools of plump fish swim in the bay, and seabirds spread their wings and circle in the sky. Fish ponds, cassava fields and wooden houses are located along the lake shore.

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