Berserk: The Prophet

Seeing this, Gurenbeludo used his shield and warhammer to block the incoming arrows, but the soldiers behind him were not as brave as he was.

As the Flame Dragon Knights who once fought alongside Edward and the generals they had carefully trained were shot down one by one, Gurenbeldo felt his heart bleeding.

"Edward! Are you a heartless, cold-blooded animal?!" Gurenberudo's eyes were bloodshot. He used his giant hammer and shield to defend against the incoming arrows while angrily swinging the hammer towards Edward's location.

As the distance rapidly closed, Edward was startled; he hadn't expected Gurunberdo to be so reckless!

Even in this half-dead mental state, people will still involuntarily feel cold in their limbs when facing the threat of death.

"Shield troops!! Surround Gurunberudo!!"

At Edward's command, his elite troops roared and threw down their weapons to form a shield, blocking the way for Gurenberudo.

...Thank goodness, they arrived just in time.

The "arm shield" is a rectangular metal shield that can completely cover a person's upper body. It has buckles on both sides that allow the shields to be linked together, and there are recesses on the inside to facilitate the use of sticks to support the shields.

This is not a shield for ordinary use; it is a special piece of armor meticulously designed by Edward. If dozens of people were to link together to form this large shield, even the mightiest warhammer of Gurenbelud would not be able to break through it easily.

...This is the formation that Gurunberdo personally tested when they were at the "Dragon's Nest".

The shield troops blocked Gurumberdo's movement, while troops wielding hammers and spears attacked Gurumberdo through the gaps in the shields.

Even if Gurunberudo's body is strong and his armor is sturdy, once attacked, the damage will still gradually accumulate.

...Past memories, along with those raindrops of hurt, attacked Gurunberdo.

"...I've always considered you a brother! Why!" Gurunberdo's eyes were red.

Edward sneered, "Brother? You're better than me in every way—honor, status, and even Hickel's heart. Which of those belongs to me?"

"If that's really the case, then why did you...!"

At this moment, He Kun shouted, "Edward, stop talking nonsense and take down Gurunberdo right now!!"

Gurenbelud's words were interrupted by Hekun, who wanted to know: If Edward had truly betrayed him, why would he remind him that the mission was likely a conspiracy orchestrated by the Grand Duke?

However, he soon ran out of time to think further. Surrounded by the heavy shields, he was completely separated from the Flame Dragon Knights behind him, becoming a trapped beast deep in the enemy's ranks, unable to move.

Without the powerful support of Gurenbeldo, the Flame Dragon Knights were caught in a fierce battle, with screams and neighs of men and horses echoing in their ears.

"Hahhhhh!!" The "Dragon," always invincible on the battlefield, roared, struggling and shouting with all its might, filled with rage and a desire to question Edward!

General Kirsten, who was incredibly kind to them...

Suddenly, Gulumberdo unleashed unprecedented power, his blood surging through his veins, transforming his grief and anger into "Dragon Power"!

"I am—the Dragon!!"

Despite the excruciating pain, with tiny cracks appearing in his bones, Gurenberudo gripped the warhammer tightly with both hands, spun around in place, and like a "steel tornado," smashed the shields of the foremost shield wall troops to pieces.

Cracks appeared in the fasteners between the shields, and the soldier responsible for holding the large shield was instantly shattered, his internal organs were ruptured, he coughed up a mouthful of hot blood, and he was sent flying backward.

"I will definitely kill you!! Edward!" Gurenbeludo's eyes were terrifyingly bloodshot as he swung his warhammer, crushing dozens of people to death.

The warhammer, slammed with excessive force, smashed the stones on the ground into fragments that scattered in all directions. Even surrounded by a large force, the cornered beast, Gurenbelud, was able to advance little by little toward Edward.

"Is that so? Then come and catch up if you dare!" Edward said flippantly as he reined in his horse and rode towards the rear of the cannon.

Edward knew all too well that once his former comrade-in-arms was enraged, he would be unstoppable, like a raging dragon. However, it was all just something he had done on purpose.

He's creating fewer and fewer advantages for Gurunberdo; he needs to break the cannon as soon as possible, Gurunberdo.

You dullard... You can't be moved by anything except Benedict Cumberbatch, so why is there such a complicated expression on your face when you're questioning me?

"...Don't even think about running!!"

Watching Edward's departing figure, an overwhelming sense of resentment surged into Gurunberdo's mind.

No, I haven't gotten the truth yet, and I haven't beaten that guy up! How can I stop here?! I am... a "Dragon"!!

Grunberdo desperately tried to run toward Edward, each step firm and powerful, as if he wanted to crack the earth.

The warhammer in his hand gleamed with a chilling light, as if telling of his boundless rage.

Edward glanced back, a barely perceptible smile playing on his lips.

"Fool, look at the soldiers behind you! You've fallen into my trap, there's no escape!" Edward stood beside the cannon, where soldiers were already loading gunpowder and shells.

“...Hmm?!” Gurunberdo couldn’t help but glance over there.

Although the Flame Dragon Knights were engaged in a fierce battle, they did not give up. The remaining knights cooperated with each other and gradually stabilized their position with tacit tactics. They began to launch a counterattack against the troops surrounding Gurenberudo, trying to break through and join forces with their general.

However, because Gurenbeludo stubbornly insisted on penetrating deep into enemy territory to capture Edward, their already small force was almost completely surrounded. If this continued, they would be wiped out very soon!

...Those were all his veterans who had fought alongside him through thick and thin!

Gurunberdo gritted his teeth, turned around and calmed down. Looking at the dark cannon, he crushed the ant in his way like he was cleaning up pests, and then smashed the cannon barrel to pieces in a few moves.

Yeah, how could he let his emotions get the better of him and forget the most important thing about this operation?!

He needed to destroy these cannons as quickly as possible to focus on dealing with the Judas's attack! If he wanted to become king, he would surely have everyone responding to his call!

Unfortunately, what Gurunberdo didn't know was that... the old faction of nobles who supported him had already been executed by Grand Duke Hokun!

The only truly useful force, the Imperial Guard, which could decide the course of the battle, was also brought under control.

With his heavy body moving, after destroying three cannons in succession, the Arm Shield troops reorganized a complete defensive and encirclement around Gurunberudo, attempting to regain control of him.

However, the same tactics had already bored Gurunberdo, and he planned to break through the still weak points directly.

"Chain Team!!"

Sometimes being too large isn't a good thing. Edward sent soldiers to bind Glenberudo's limbs with chains as thick as an arm, the grappling hooks digging deep into the gaps in his armor.

With restraint and confinement, Gurenberudo could no longer rely on brute force to break through the layers of arm shields.

"Concentrate firepower, attack his legs, don't let him escape!" Edward shouted hoarsely on the battlefield. Upon receiving the order, the hammer and spear troops attacked Gurenberudo's lower body even more frantically, trying to slow down his advance.

With the hammer and spear team's relentless blunt force attacks, even the thickest armor was useless!

"Ughhhhh!!" Gurunberdo tried to break free of the chains while enduring the pain that was like raindrops constantly hitting his body, and the veins on his forehead bulged.

His massive body suddenly knelt on one knee, and then he swung his shield with his left hand, embedding the chains binding him into the ground.

The dozen or so soldiers were immediately pulled off balance by the immense force. Gurunberdo broke the mosquito-like hammers and spears, quickly tore off the chains binding him, and tried to stand up again, but the excruciating pain in his legs made him unable to muster any strength.

He could only support himself with the shield in his left hand and the warhammer in his right. The intense physical exertion had left Gurenberudo's throat so dry it felt like it was about to crack. He was now covered in wounds and was on the verge of exhaustion!

This battle alone has already shattered countless helmets and destroyed countless suits of armor!

...The warhammer felt heavier and heavier in his hands!