Chapter 216. Our Victory, My Victory

The Master’s POV

I sat in my mansion in Elvis Pine and looked at the map in front of me. The battle had begun and it was going smoothly. My men had attacked the West flank to counter André’s archers.

If it was all going according to plan l, we should have started mopping the floor with them.

I grinned and eased back into my chair. This was all to easy. Did André really think that he could win the battle with only four hundred thousand men? My men were nearing six hundred thousand.

I chuckled and asked for a drink to be brought to me. In no time at all, a maid appeare with a tray, a shot glass and bottle of golden whiskey.

I smiled as she set it down. It was a little too early to celebrate but why wouldn’t I when I knew that I had already won.

That fool, as smart as he thought himself to be, didn’t even know that there was a mole under his nose.

“You there,” I called to the maid, who was kneeling in the corner of the room.

“Ye