Loser System and Berserker Me Chapter 5: Hostages Need To Eat Too?

“What did you say?”

The Ink Sea Chief Inspector grabbed his soldier’s neck. “Say that again! Do you know the consequences of taking me for a ride?”

“Chief inspector, I didn’t lie! I don’t dare to lie!” the soldier cried. “They really are Khitans. They attacked the misses’ group. We desperately fought back, but we weren’t a match. We lost half of our brothers in the first clash, and I’m the only one who managed to escape.”

“Scram!” the chief inspector roared.

He pushed aside the soldier before sinking into his chair. He covered his face and cried.

“Sereya, Serena. My daughters!!!”

He dared not imagine what would happen to his beautiful daughters after falling into the hands of brutish soldiers.

The bad news didn’t stop there.

He nearly fainted on the spot when Dilber’s corpse, killed by a single slash to the throat, was delivered to him. When he heard the captured slaves’ accounts, he felt as if he was dreaming.

“The sultana once praised Pasha Dilber’s valiance. Even ten veteran warriors would struggle to match her. Yet, she was killed by a prisoner. This is almost like a joke… I get it now.”

“What did you get?” the chief inspector massaged his chest as he asked weakly.

“This must be the Khitans’ ploy!” the captain of his personal army replied. “They wish to divert our forces to weaken us, so that they can take over our cities. A number of our warriors have disappeared in recent days. The Khitans must have prepared a huge army!”

“Is it possible?” The chief inspector was skeptical. “It’s rare for so many Khitans to appear so far away from where they usually reside.”

Thus, he called one of the cavalrymen and asked, “Did you see how many Khitans there were?”

“Er…” The cavalryman was startled. He gulped down his saliva and hesitantly replied, “Two hundred?”

The chief inspector shot to his feet and bellowed, “Call everyone back! Guard the city!”

Oh god. I know I claimed to have 3000 men here, but only 1000 of them are able to fight. I can always give birth to more daughters, but I’d be left with nothing once my city crum

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