The people in Heliopolis were all looking at Lin Ke who was high on the city wall.
Holy Pharaoh.
"What do you think His Majesty the Saint Pharaoh is going to do..."
"If the enemy uses magic or bows and arrows, Your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh will be in danger!"
The person who was speaking lowered his voice and put his mouth close to the other person's ear.
But at this time, Lin Ke just looked down at the Hebrews below.
They looked at each other, and no one spoke.
Even the whistling sound of the strong wind blowing in the sand and dust became clearly visible.
The sound of the chariot's axles, the golem's footsteps, and the soldiers' mighty shouts all stopped at once.
Lin Ke saw clearly that the hundreds of thousands of opponents were staring at him.
He knew very well that the Hebrews would not dare to act rashly after seeing the gates of Heliopolis wide open and the city walls empty.
After all, since he became the Holy Pharaoh, the Hebrews had almost always won in their several encounters with him.
Therefore, in Lin Ke's view, the other party's caution is exactly the weakness that he can exploit.
At the same time, in front of the Hebrew army.
The generals were riding on their war horses, their eyes fixed on Lin Ke on the city wall.
At this moment, their expressions were different.
A burly commander frowned, his voice full of confusion: "This? What does this mean?"
"The city gates are wide open, and there's no one on the walls? What kind of tricks is Saint Pharaoh playing?"
Another commander sneered, his tone full of disdain: "Humph, I told you, he is just a bluffing coward!"
"He thinks this can scare us off? How ridiculous! In my opinion, we should launch an attack now!"
The commander-in-chief with the broken finger shook his head: "No, it's not that simple."
"His move may seem like an empty city, but I'm afraid it's actually a trick."
"I'm afraid we need to get more intelligence first."
A young commander nearby scoffed at this: "What intelligence do you need? With our army approaching, can he still grow wings?"
The commander-in-chief with the severed finger reminded him coldly: "Don't forget, we never got the upper hand before."
"I'm afraid you can't even imagine the tricks of that holy pharaoh."
The burly commander asked impatiently: "Okay, okay, then tell me, what should we do?"
So, the commander-in-chief with the severed finger thought for a moment, and then slowly said: "I suggest that we surround the city of Heliopolis first and cut off their logistics routes."
"In this case, no matter what strategy the Holy Pharaoh comes up with, it will be useless."
The young commander raised his eyebrows: "Besiege the city? This is a safe method."
Another commander echoed, "That's right, we have more troops than anyone else, and we have more than enough to surround them."
The commander-in-chief at the head of the platoon also nodded, and then issued an order: "Pass the order, the entire army will be divided into three groups to surround the city of Heliopolis!"
After the order was given, the Hebrew army divided into three groups and acted separately.
However, just as several commanders were leading their troops to encircle the city, they suddenly stopped halfway through their march.
"What is that?"
The young commander-in-chief's eyes widened.
He pointed into the distance, and the voice became a little sharper.
Everyone looked in the direction he pointed, and saw the outlines of three cities appearing in the desert not far away.
Not only that, there is also a wide road leading to the distance.
These cities and roads were not mentioned in previous intelligence.
The burly commander tightened the reins: "This! How is this possible?"
"The previous intelligence didn't mention that there were other cities here!"
Another commander-in-chief speculated: "Could it be a mirage?"
The commander-in-chief with the broken finger frowned, staring at the scene in the distance: "No, it's impossible!"
"A mirage can't be so clear. It's not noon yet. How could a mirage appear?"
The young commander's voice became more trembling: "But then? But what exactly is that?"
"Three cities and such a wide road, even if tens of thousands of people worked together, it would still take several months!"
Upon hearing this, the burly commander asked in a low voice, "Could it be that the Holy Pharaoh can really perform miracles as the rumors say?"
Another commander-in-chief immediately retorted, but his tone was not entirely certain: "Impossible! He is not a god!"
"How could he create three cities out of thin air in the desert?"
But the young commander immediately asked: "Then what is that?"
Everyone looked at the cities and no one spoke.
Even the Hebrew soldiers were puzzled.
The commander-in-chief with the severed finger was silent for a moment before he slowly said, "We must discuss the battle plan again."
"The Saint Pharaoh clearly came prepared this time. I'm afraid even our attack this time was calculated by him."
At this time, the commander-in-chief with a face full of flesh snorted coldly, his words full of disdain: "Humph, you think too highly of him!"
"Is he just a guy pretending to be a ghost? Those three cities must be just some kind of illusion."
"Our army is already approaching. I'm afraid he is just trying to delay us so that his army in Cairo can come to support us."
Upon hearing this, the commander-in-chief with the severed finger said bluntly: "How arrogant! How about you lead the charge and let me see your abilities."
The two commanders were on edge at this moment, as if they would draw their swords at any time.
“That’s enough!”
The commander-in-chief at the head of the line suddenly spoke.
"Now is not the time to argue. No matter what tricks the Holy Pharaoh has, we cannot lose our composure now."
The hunchbacked commander asked impatiently, "Well, then tell me, what should we do?"
The commander-in-chief at the front thought for a moment and said slowly, "I will send a team of cavalry to investigate the strength of those three cities."
"If it is an illusion, then you don't have to pay attention to it."
"But if it is true, we may have to make other plans."
The young commander frowned: "But if this happens, won't our work be delayed for a long time?"
The commander-in-chief with the broken finger coldly replied, "It's better to delay than to die, right?"
"Any rash action will only lead to falling into Saint Pharaoh's trap."
The fierce commander waved his hand dismissively: "Humph, you are just too cowardly!"
"If it were you, I'd say we should just charge in. No matter what strategy they have, we have the advantage in numbers, and the number of gods will overwhelm the enemy."
"Why don't you dare?"
When the commander-in-chief with the broken finger heard this, he became so angry that his face turned blue.
The commander-in-chief at the head of the platoon interrupted sharply: "Alright!"
"Pass the order down, the entire army will stop advancing and wait for the cavalry's report!"
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