Chapter 41: The Opponent Overwhelmed by Wealth
The rangers surrounding the rear had blocked the slavers' last hope of escape.
They tried to make a desperate final stand, only to crash into the shield wall and get skewered by spears, falling with no chance to resist.
The battle was over in less than five minutes from start to finish!
Aside from a few escapees like Clark, more than 40 members of the Bloodhand Slaver Group lay dead.
Matthew's soldiers, on the other hand, suffered no fatalities, with only five lightly wounded.
As the fight ended, Angela ordered the soldiers to clean up the battlefield. The soldiers who had fought were only now beginning to process what had just happened.
"Is it really over?"
"We won?"
"These ruthless slavers were this weak?"
"They weren't any tougher than those fishmen monsters!"
"Haha, I overheard their talk before—every single one of them deserved what they got!"
"Shame a few managed to run off. They fled even faster than fishmen!"
"..."
As the soldiers cleaned the battlefield, they chatted among themselves, easing the tension and trying to shake off the unsettling feeling from the battle.
After all, killing monsters and killing people were two very different things!
Suppressing the excitement and adrenaline, Leon suddenly felt a wave of relief wash over him as he wiped the blood from his sword. He noticed Old John approaching and couldn't help but smile.
Old John grinned and patted Leon's shoulder before asking:
"Well done, lad! Where'd you learn those sword skills? Pretty fierce!"
Leon opened his mouth, a bit at a loss, before pointing toward the Dark Forest in the distance:
"Found it in there... I'm not even sure if I should be talking about it."
After collecting all the weapons and loading the slavers' gear onto carts, Matthew decided not to distribute the loot right away. First, it would take time, and second, the soldiers weren't yet ready for more equipment.
When fighting in formation, simplicity, efficiency, and uniformity are key to strength!
For Matthew, this battle was the first time he had faced real human opponents.
Now that it was over and they had won so decisively, the weight on his heart lifted.
This morale-boosting victory had been a must-win for Matthew.
Not just a win, but a crushing, overwhelming victory.
Only such a decisive victory could fully win over these soldiers and inspire them to follow him into even more dangerous battles!
Matthew had planned meticulously, and it was this level of preparation that made the seemingly effortless victory possible.
He had weakened the enemy in many ways before the battle even began.
He had specifically instructed Village Chief Field to feign weakness, subtly making the enemy overconfident.
Then he sent Yaya to scout their numbers, which allowed for the full force of his troops to engage from a position of strength!
Yaya had silently taken out all the enemy sentries, leaving the slavers blind before the fight even began.
From his vantage point, Matthew observed the enemy's positions and assessed the most dangerous individuals, targeting them for early elimination.
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Sorcery Monarch
Science FictionCrossing into Netheril, becoming a small lord. Nurturing a Time Whelp, developing arcane magic, and transforming technology. Absorbing populations from various races such as humans, dwarves, elves, halflings, drow, tieflings, and the magicborn, to...