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... there are several sets of orders that have been agreed upon.

corresponding to different situations.

The relevant orders have long been kept in mind by all heroes.

Among them, orders such as the assembly number of all, the assembly number of soldiers, and the assembly number of farmers are also understood by the relevant citizens.

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