They all call me Great Master
Chapter 840 - 837: Battle of Suke Street I

Waiting is like storing water, when accumulating more and more, only heaviness remains.

But a charge is like a flood discharge, a single command results in thousands of horses galloping.

The teams of Depro, Diliven, and Peigi met at the junction on Suke Street, amidst the continuous clatter of hooves and the fluttering banners, the three brothers saw each other, looking at those similar yet grotesque faces, and none hesitated as they loudly shouted—

"Charge!"

Woo!

A horn sounded within the team.

Right on the streets of the most prosperous city in the Bert Territory, the three cavalries started mutual charges.

Among the three, Depro undoubtedly held an absolute advantage.

Five hundred private soldiers, all fully armed, helmets gleaming bright, weapons sharp.

While Diliven and Peigi together had only about four hundred private soldiers.

But more importantly, facing such disadvantage, Diliven and Peigi still did not choose to cooperate, and continued to attack each other.

Boom boom boom!

The cavalry under Peigi aimed their raised Thunder Guns at Depro and Diliven's men.

Dense bullets enveloped both sides.

Depro's and Diliven's cavalry, still wielding lances in charge, were directly thrown off their horses.

The seemingly solid armor, confronted with the assault of gunpowder bullets, was virtually powerless, even piercing through the bodies inside together.

Fresh blood brought red.

The wailing announced death.

And the cries of the horses were full of lament.

They couldn't even find their fallen riders before being swept along with the rear cavalries to continue charging, but what awaited them were still one firepower bullet after another.

Boom boom boom!

Peigi's cavalry well-trained, after formations switched, fired another volley.

Then came the next round.

Under such ceaseless shooting, almost within a glance, a third of Depro's and Diliven's private soldiers were lost.

"Where did he get so many Thunder Guns from?"

Depro roared.

As one of the gunpowder weapons, Thunder Gun has always been considered a revolutionary creation in changing cavalry attack methods.

Everyone desperately wanted to equip their household cavalry with Thunder Guns.

But,

Not possible.

Thunder Guns are expensive to produce and take a long time to manufacture.

A brand new Thunder Gun could be exchanged for twenty firearms.

And that's at South Los prices.

If you go further inland, this exchange rate is 1:30, even 1:50.

Thus, even as the heir to Bert Territory, Depro couldn't fully equip his private soldiers with Thunder Guns, five hundred private soldiers, he equipped only fifty as elites.

Diliven was in a similar situation.

The second son of Count Bert loudly cursed.

"Bastard!

Where did he get so much money?

He must have colluded with River Pirates!"

Diliven viciously glared at the smug Peigi.

'Thanks to Gleisa's help.

Though the cost paid was not small, but...

Worth it!'

Watching his two elder brothers suffer heavy losses, Peigi immediately felt it was worth every penny.

Then—

"Continue, kill them all for me!"

Peigi shouted.

This roar was indescribably exhilarating.

This roar represented Peigi's 'humiliation'.

As the third son of Count Bert, the youngest member of the Bert Family, Peigi could only obtain things the two older brothers didn't want from childhood.

And when he got those things, he would be mocked and ridiculed by the two older brothers.

So, he had to fight!

He had to take back those things originally meant for him!

Boom boom boom!

The Thunder Guns once again let out shrieks on Suke Street.

Even though Suke Street was wide enough for regular people, it was overly narrow for a battlefield.

The attacked cavalry had no way to dodge, only falling like cut wheat.

At this moment Diliven deeply regretted.

He should have brought cannon.

But he hadn't to speed up the march.

Then—

Send in Death Warriors!

Diliven looked behind and waved his hand.

Immediately, more than twenty Death Warriors leapt onto the rooftops, rushing towards Peigi as if walking on flat ground, their speed like arrows released from a bowstring.

"Huh."

Peigi sneered.

Though his Death Warrior count was lacking, firearms were enough to compensate.

"Fire!"

Peigi pointed at the approaching Death Warriors, issuing orders.

The nearby Thunder Gun Knights triggered their guns again.

The rushing Death Warriors immediately hung from roof edges or flipped off the roof to dodge bullets but still four unlucky ones fell on the charge path.

But the remaining Death Warriors were closer to Peigi.

"Go!"

Peigi waved his hand.

Instantly, Peigi's Death Warriors also climbed onto the rooftops.

In almost the next moment, both sides collided.

Death Warriors' fights had no embellishments, just life-for-life.

Therefore, in an instant, victory and defeat were decided.

A lose-lose

Death Warriors from both sides, except one severely injured, were all dead.

Seeing this scene, Depro laughed, just at the moment, Depro had already raised his hand, but seeing this, he put it down.

He believed there was no need for him to act.

These two idiots would lead themselves to ruin.

He wanted to be the spectator, he wanted to obtain the final benefits.

In fact, it was indeed so.

Watching those dead Death Warriors from his two brothers, Depro was immensely pleased.

Now that you are all dead, it's my turn.

Depro thought that way and acted likewise.

That arm raised again, then lowered again.

Thirty Death Warriors began their beheading operation.

Moreover, three individuals with unusual presence emerged from the crowd.

Just—

On the rooftop, those Death Warriors who had already died stood up again.

This scene caused Depro's face to change drastically.

"Death Poetry Society!

You colluded with them!"

The first heir of Bert Territory roared.

But Diliven and Peigi were indifferent.

They aimed to draw out all of Depro's hidden trump cards.

The two exchanged glances, seeing the desired answer in each other's eyes—

This bastard has a deal with Gleisa!

Gleisa is really a bastard!

The corpse manipulation secret technique they used naturally came from 'Death Poetry Society', and their ability to contact 'Death Poetry Society' was led by Gleisa.

The two knew they were schemed by Gleisa.

Yet at this moment, they couldn't care less.

First to solve Depro!

At this moment, the two reached a tacit understanding.

The true battle began right then.

Death Warrior against death's Death Warriors.

Mystic Side Person against Mystic Side Person.

And the cavalry originally on the battlefield?

Silently became supporting roles.

Two Death Warriors belonging to Alvis knew the moment had come.

The two were about to rush out, shouting according to Alvis' command, 'This is Gleisa's conspiracy'.

But just as they stepped forward, ripples appeared in the void.

Two daggers shot out from hiding.

Poof! Poof!

The two Death Warriors belonging to Alvis silently died in a corner of the battlefield.

No one noticed this scene.

Only a black crow flew across the sky, like Calamity sweeping over the land.