At the other end of the camp, some older Hebrew craftsmen were called together to discuss plans for rebuilding the city.
These professional discussions went surprisingly smoothly, even more efficiently than pre-war urban planning meetings.
People no longer waste time on the distribution of benefits, but focus on the most pressing practical issues at hand.
By late night, most of the Hebrews had fallen asleep.
But in several corners of the camp, there are still many people busy.
Medical staff tended to the sick and injured, while craftsmen selected to participate in the reconstruction plan were still perfecting their designs.
"I heard that we only need to design some details."
"The soldiers of Holy Egypt told me!"
On the other side, several elders sat around the campfire in the middle of the camp.
They had already eaten their fill and had been carrying things for a while.
“I never thought a day like this would come!”
"Our city was conquered and destroyed by the enemy, but was given new life by the same enemy."
"I can't even think about such a day..."
"Have these soldiers of Holy Egypt, no, these soldiers of the Holy Egypt Alliance always lived like this?"
“This is really too happy…”
"No wonder people are willing to follow His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh."
They rested for a while and then got up and continued working.
On the other side, the leaders of the Holy Egyptian Alliance looked at the brightly lit night of Jerusalem and felt incredible.
"This is our Holy Pharaoh!"
"There is no one else in this world who can be compared to him!"
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