#arslan

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'Arslan fixed his gaze on a single point. "Lord Kishward, I leave it to you." All eyes turned toward the former Grand General. Kishward’s face was set in a look of keen intensity. Everyone present understood Arslan’s intent: to restore the honor Kishward had lost during the campaign to Gilan. Kishward was a composed man, yet his voice wavered slightly. “Your Majesty, to entrust such a grave responsibility to me...” “Are you refusing to obey my command?” Arslan’s tone was stern. Kishward lowered his head and pressed his clenched fists against the ground; then, Arslan’s demeanor shifted, and a smile broke across his face. “Forgive me, Kishward. I had always wanted to say a line like that just once. This has nothing to do with favors or matters of honor. I wish I could provide you with more troops, but twenty thousand is the absolute limit. Furthermore, I can only spare five thousand cavalry. You are the only one capable of holding Soleymaniyeh with a force of that size.”'

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