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... s to eliminate them step-by-step . Once we ensure that no more support will come for them, we will methodically dismantle the rest of the main army and concentrate all our forces on them . Even if we fail to capture the Pharaoh, we’d be able to kill him . In short, there is no way out for the Pharaoh . ”

Golier stroked the back of his chair . He glanced meaningfully and said, “That would be the best way to make use of our troops to get the most optimal result . The first thing we should ta ...

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