The ultimate mamluk
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Last published Wed, Jun 10, 2026
This is the story of the last Georgian mamluk ruler of Iraq called Davut pasha(Real name and surname:Davit Manvelashvili),the man who made Iraq flourish.Get to know his story from birth to death.
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ပဏာမ ဇနီးသည်ဖွား သမီးပျို (၂)
Description ကို Book-1 အထဲမှာ ပြန်ရေးပေးထားပါတယ် ၊ ကော်ပီရိုက်ငြိမှာစိုးလို့ ဖျက်ထားတာပါ ~
ဒုတိယမြောက်ဘာသာပြန်လေးပါ။ ဇာတ်လမ်းကတော့အခုခေတ်က မိန်း ကလေးတစ်ယောက်က ဝတ္တုထဲကိုကူးပြောင်းသွားတာမျိုးဖြစ်ပါတယ်။ ဇာတ်လမ်းက ၁၉၇၀ ခုနှစ်ကိုအခြေခံထားတာမို့လို့စိတ်ဝင်စားစရာကောင်းပါတယ်။
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