Loser System and Berserker Me Chapter 25: King Meets King!

The sight of the Sultana’s personal flag beside the Ottomain army sent alarm bells tolling in Constantin XI’s heart. He knew that the Ottomains were going to launch one last, ferocious attack.

“Romains, the decisive battle is upon us!” He got on his steed and loudly declared. “Grip your swords tight!”

Boom!

The bombardment on the west wall was more intense than ever. It was not just cannonballs but catapulted rocks too.

This was the order the Ottomain soldiers had received from their Sultana:

Screw it all! Throw whatever we have in store at them! Empty our supplies!

The west wall had already suffered tremendous damage in recent days. A huge chunk of the middle section of its wall had even crumbled.

“Our God is watching us!”

“Charge!”

Momoana led the charge toward the west wall on her war steed.

The Ottomain soldiers, galvanized by their sultana, rushed at the city walls like ferocious lions freed from their chains. With deafening roars, they charged across the moat without any care for their lives.

The Romain garrison troops smashed those who were closer with rocks and shot down those who were further away. From time to time, they would pour down buckets of hot oil, reducing the Ottomain soldiers to charred corpses.

However, the berserk Ottomain soldiers were unfazed.

They fearlessly charged up ladders they had brought to overcome the towering inner walls blocking their path. Many of them fell amidst wails of agony, but there were many more behind who obstinately pushed ahead, making progress bit by bit.

“Ahhh! This is exhilarating!” Shu Yichao was excited by the berserk Ottomains. “Finally, this is a proper war and not just some minor skirmish!”

He charged across the battlefield with his scimitar, evoking screams and spilling blood wherever he passed by. He was like an unstoppable disaster on the city walls.

Not even the Ottomain soldiers’ reckless charge could faze him in the least.

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“Tsk tsk. That was great!”

Shu Yichao had no idea how many enemies he had slaughtered in the last few hours, but his weapon had lo

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