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We will overwhelm them; their mountains will be drunk with their blood, and their fields will be full of their dead. Not even their footprints will survive our attack; they will utterly perish. So says King Nebuchadnezzar, lord of the whole earth. For he has spoken; none of his words shall be in vain.
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"As for you, Achior, you Ammonite mercenary, you have said these words in a moment of perversity; you shall not see my face again from this day until I take revenge on this race that came out of Egypt.
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Then at my return the sword of my army and the spear of my servants shall pierce your sides, and you shall fall among their wounded.
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Now my slaves are going to take you back into the hill country and put you in one of the towns beside the passes.
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You will not die until you perish along with them.
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If you really hope in your heart that they will not be taken, then do not look downcast! I have spoken, and none of my words shall fail to come true."
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Then Holofernes ordered his slaves, who waited on him in his tent, to seize Achior and take him away to Bethulia and hand him over to the Israelites.
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So the slaves took him and led him out of the camp into the plain, and from the plain they went up into the hill country and came to the springs below Bethulia.
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When the men of the town saw them, they seized their weapons and ran out of the town to the top of the hill, and all the slingers kept them from coming up by throwing stones at them.
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So having taken shelter below the hill, they bound Achior and left him lying at the foot of the hill, and returned to their master.
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Then the Israelites came down from their town and found him; they untied him and brought him into Bethulia and placed him before the magistrates of their town,