Loser System and Berserker Me Chapter 39: How Dare You Kill My Horse?

Sparks from the ignited fuse fizzed into the cannon, unleashing a loud explosion amidst a puff of white smoke.

Pasha Callerga wanted to burst into laughter.

So what if he’s a Khitan?

So what if he has the blood twin-headed eagle flag?

So what if he’s the Priest King?

So what if he has an impeccable battle record?

You might have crushed my elite army, but what does that count as? In the end, you still fell for my trick and blasted into bits!

The positions of the pits were carefully calculated to ensure the cannons were on mark. No matter how strong the other party was, there was no chance of him surviving the bombardment. He would surely be blown into bits!

Pasha Callerga could already imagine what would happen next.

With the Khitan Caesar dying in the bombardment, the Khitan cavalrymen would spiral into a panic and become easy targets for their cannons, arrows, and ballistas. Then, he would become the first person to defeat the never-before-defeated Khitans!

Then…

“GAHHHHHH!”

A sharp scimitar was suddenly raised, reflecting a blinding, white light that hurt the eyes of anyone who dared look at it.

“Wu!” Pasha Callerga and the surrounding soldiers quickly covered their eyes, as tears flowed unstoppably down their cheeks.

When they finally opened their eyes once more, what they saw left them utterly stupefied.

“NO!!” Pasha Callerga cried like a wounded beast. “That’s impossible! True God above, have You really chosen to abandon us, your people? Why must you make us confront a demon like that?!”

The white smoke at the foot of the city walls dispersed, revealing deep pits caused by the earlier cannon firing… but the problem was that there were two of them!

The two pits were located next to Shu Yichao, who was still in a sword swinging stance.

Shu Yichao’s face was blackened, and his clothes were tattered, but he was still standing with his back upright.

He had sliced the incoming cannonball into two!

Everyone on the city walls, from the nobles to the slaves, were appalled!

This is impossible! How

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