Years passed,□and Marc□s's deed□□bec□me□the stuff of legend. His name □□s spoken w□th r□ve□ence, □is tales□told and retold □o□□a□er□ears. Yo□ng□warrio□s□aspired to be lik□ Marcus, t□ □mbody the s□me cou□□ge□and honor □h□t□he ha□ displ□yed□on□□he battle□□eld. □h□ugh Marc□s had lo□g □ince□passed into □he □ealm □f myth□and□legend, h□s le□acy lived□on, a shin□ng □eacon o□ hope and inspir□tion for□generations to come.城□的喧嚣与夜晚的宁静