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Chapter 183: Ecstacy Of Victory · Oct 28, 2026

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151 Chapter 151: Pulling Strings 2026-10-28
152 Chapter 152: Who Dares? 2026-10-28
153 Chapter 153: Showoff And Debates... 2026-10-28
154 Chapter 154: Idiot! 2026-10-28
155 Chapter 155: Why Is This Thing So Loud? 2026-10-28
156 Chapter 156: No Escape Route 2026-10-28
157 Chapter 157: How Many? 2026-10-28
158 Chapter 158: Dig? 2026-10-28
159 Chapter 159: Got Paid? 2026-10-28
160 Chapter 160: Arrogance 2026-10-28
161 Chapter 161: I Have To 2026-10-28
162 Chapter 162: Almost Time 2026-10-28
163 Chapter 163: Hmmm! 2026-10-28
164 Chapter 164: Sabotage 2026-10-28
165 Chapter 165: Collective Effort 2026-10-28
166 Chapter 166: Attempt! 2026-10-28
167 Chapter 167: Let It Be Known 2026-10-28
168 Chapter 168: Update Me! 2026-10-28
169 Chapter 169: Caught 2026-10-28
170 Chapter 170: Battle Ready 2026-10-28
171 Chapter 171: Wave One 2026-10-28
172 Chapter 172: With A Pained Heart 2026-10-28
173 Chapter 173: Ready? 2026-10-28
174 Chapter 174: Terrified! 2026-10-28
175 Chapter 175: The Main Team 2026-10-28
176 Chapter 176: A Step Ahead 2026-10-28
177 Chapter 177: Fire! 2026-10-28
178 Chapter 178: Change Of Tactics 2026-10-28
179 Chapter 179: Two Can Play 2026-10-28
180 Chapter 180: Defence 2026-10-28
181 Chapter 181: Quickly 2026-10-28
182 Chapter 182: Not In A Hurry 2026-10-28
183 Chapter 183: Ecstacy Of Victory 2026-10-28
184 Chapter 184 - 20x More For Me 2026-10-28
185 Chapter 185: Widespread 2026-10-28
186 Chapter 186: Pain In Success 2026-10-28
187 Chapter 187: What Did You Say? Say It Again! 2026-10-28
188 Chapter 188: Do Not Dare To Ruin The Joy 2026-10-28
189 Chapter 189: Two Sides 2026-10-28
190 Chapter 190: If Only 2026-10-28
191 Chapter 191: Side By Side 2026-10-28
192 Chapter 192: Next Move 2026-10-28
193 Chapter 193: Assessment 2026-10-28
194 Chapter 194: Tit For Tat 2026-10-28
195 Chapter 195: Learning 2026-10-28
196 Chapter 196: Homecoming 2026-10-28
197 Chapter 197: Mother! 2026-10-28
198 Chapter 198: Ally And Reason 2026-10-28
199 Chapter 199: Early Arrival 2026-10-28
200 Chapter 200: Ask Anything 2026-10-28

On the steppe, only about 40,000 reaver cavalrymen remained, slowly heading north.

Agarth walked among his people, and from time to time he could hear the quiet sobbing of women.

This time, the Alkamite Tribe had been tasked with leading the siege. More than half of their tribe had gone to war and never returned.

”One more battle like this and the Alkamite Tribe will cease to exist.”

That one sentence from Amon made Agarth finally decide: he would no longer send his tribesmen to fight the steel-armoured soldiers.

It was madness; there was no hope of victory.

Fern, too, had lost 6,000 of his elite Snow Wolf Guards after breaking through the gate. They never came back. After a long silence, he ordered a retreat.

Like Agarth, Fern also couldn’t see how many more lives it would take to capture Dunmere. Still, half his objective had been achieved.

The Alkamite Tribe under the Father had suffered devastating losses. To Fern, this meant one of his rivals’ arms had been cut off.

Even though Agarth eventually realised this, it no longer mattered.

A tribe with only five thousand cavalry was no longer important.

But to Fern, the most important part of this battle wasn’t the Alkamite Tribe or even the losses of his Snow Wolf Guards; it was the new weapon of the Eldorian Empire.

He needed to inform the Father that the Eldorian Empire had mastered cannon technology.

The moment the first cannon fired, he understood everything.

His Snow Wolf Guards, who had fought the Sapphires, stayed calm in the face of artillery only because they had seen it before.

Even the shield formation that protected him had been designed for those battles.

”How does the Eldorian Empire have cannons?” Fern kept asking himself.

The Order’s cavalry ruled the steppe; only the fortified cities and cannons of the Sapphires had ever stopped them.

Now that same threat had appeared again, in Dunmere.

”Fools! Why does no one ever believe me?” Fern cursed aloud.

He had led countless campaigns through the Outside Regions. He had seen firsthand what cannons could do to cavalry, and since then, he had long wanted to acquire such weapons.

After returning, he had suggested building cannons, but the Father mocked him harshly.

Everyone claimed he was just scared.

”The cavalry of the Order doesn’t need to hide behind walls and fire cannons.”

After all, no one would be stupid enough to fight the Order on the open steppe.

Remembering all this, Fern clenched his fists.

This time, he would blame everything on the Alkamite and on the cannon.

”Brother, don’t blame me.” A voice echoed in Fern’s mind.

”For the future of the Order, I won’t let someone who only knows how to play with women in his tent become the Father.”

He looked back toward Dunmere. His eyes were sharp and cold.

One name burned into his memory: the twelfth Prince of the Eldorian Empire.

”Dunmere... I’ll be back.”

Fern’s voice echoed across the empty steppe.

The Snow Wolf Guards let out a collective, powerful roar.

Agarth watched Fern’s back with cold eyes. His heart was bleeding.

He would go to the Fold and meet with the Order.

He wouldn’t sit still.

He would seek justice for his dead people.

In Dunmere, scouts soon brought back news that the reavers were retreating toward Snake Pass.

”The reavers have retreated! We’ve held Dunmere!”

This time, the shout came from Simon himself.

As soon as his voice rang out, the city wall erupted with deafening cheers.

”We won! We won!”

”We’re alive!”

”Mother, I’m still alive!”

The soldiers shouted, cried, and laughed. After ten days and ten nights of brutal battle, they had finally driven off the reavers and protected Dunmere.

They wept tears of joy.

Simon smiled.

The reavers’ retreat gave him a precious chance to breathe.

Even if they returned, it would take months to regroup.

And in that time, Dunmere’s walls would be armed with even more cannons.

Supplies would keep pouring in.

Next time, the reaver army would face an even fiercer barrage.

Dunmere would become a mountain they could never climb.

Benjamin laughed heartily.

Since joining the Brambleford Army, he had kept a stern face...

But now, he finally laughed with joy.

From disgraced official to commander fighting alongside Simon, he had slowly adapted to this new life.

He looked at Simon, cheering with the soldiers.

This was a man worth following.

”My Lord, I’m so happy...”

The always-tough Lancelot broke down crying.

The first time he cried was when they retook Dunmere, surrounded by the bodies of the Brambleford Army.

This time, he cried with joy, surrounded by the corpses of their enemies.

The Brambleford Army had also suffered heavy losses,

But most were wounded, not killed, thanks to the protection of their armour.

Even though the reavers lost this battle, Simon understood:

It was just a small wound for them.

Most of the dead were slave soldiers.

Only around 20,000 of the real reaver warriors had died.

Now he finally understood what Baldwin had once told him:

’The reavers can afford to lose again and again. But you can’t lose even once.’

Because Simon was fighting a vast empire... With only six cities at his back.

”Let them cry their hearts out,” Simon said.

They had won.

The soldiers deserved to let loose.

Then he told Benjamin. ”Gather all the wine and meat in the city. Tonight, let the soldiers eat and drink their fill!”

”Long live His Highness!” A soldier shouted. ”We get meat!”

The others quickly joined in:

”Meat! Meat! Meat!”

Benjamin chuckled. ”My Lord, you’ve just created a huge problem for me. Where am I supposed to find that much meat?”

”If we must, we’ll buy from the people,” Simon said.

”These soldiers have put their lives on the line; don’t tell me we can’t even fulfil this simple wish.”

Benjamin nodded. ”I was waiting for you to say that.”

Simon was slightly stunned. This old fox was just making sure he wouldn’t have to cover the costs himself.

The cheers continued, wave after wave. The sound of victory drowned out everything else.

Aiden’s eyes grew misty, but he stayed clear-headed.

”My Lord, we should send out the victory report.”

By now, every official in Eldora was probably waiting for news from Dunmere.

Simon smirked.

Dunmere was safe. The royal bloodline had held firm.

Now, it was time to leave the rest of the political headaches to those distant vassal lords.

”How should we report it?” He asked.

”Dunmere’s great victory, of course!” Aiden replied.

”You led only 20,000 soldiers and killed 100,000 reavers.”

”Wasn’t it only 20,000?” Simon asked.

Aiden rolled his eyes. ”My Lord, now’s not the time to be honest. If this were Prince Ravencrest, he’d say he killed 300,000. Besides, slave soldiers still count as soldiers.”

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