Chapter 45: Defeating the Enemy
"Ding, your soldiers under your command have killed the Level 3 Rover Carter. You have gained 30 experience points, with a total of 4500 experience points."
"Ding, you have achieved a great victory and earned an additional 1000 experience points and 1 skill point, bringing your total to 7."
"Ding, you have changed the fate of 872 people and gained 1072 Fate Coins, with a total of 1080 Fate Coins."
The crisp and pleasant notifications signified the final conclusion of this battle, giving Matthew an odd sense of jarring surrealism from the peculiar and abrupt attack.
"The other members of the slaver group all claimed it was Bloodhand Kahn's order. Their original target was just Liana, but later it expanded to the entire Bay Village..."
"If they were only after Liana, how did they know about her potential?"
"Did they use some kind of mysterious prophecy spell?"
"Or is that just an excuse to cover up the truth, and their real target was actually me?"
"Logically speaking, I have no grudge against the Pfizer Merchant Guild, and the Ser Family hasn't had any conflict with them either. So why were we attacked?"
The oddity surrounding Bloodhand Kahn and the eerie attack imbued with a strong sense of fate led Matthew to focus on the choices of destiny.
Unable to figure it out for now, he simply decided to stop thinking about it.
However, based on this experience, it was clear that developing military strength was essential.
Glancing at the soldiers quickly cleaning up the battlefield, Matthew keenly noticed.
After two consecutive battles, the original 20 professionals in the team had increased by 8, bringing the total to over 30.
Moreover, Matthew believed that with continued training, having professionals guide and train the soldiers and providing them with ample food supplies,
As long as they solidified their foundations, they should all be able to absorb the combat experience and successfully become professionals.
Matthew felt a sense of eager anticipation, imagining the future arrival of a fully professional army.
After counting all the spoils, Angela walked briskly to Matthew with a hint of joy and asked respectfully and expectantly:
"We are about 2 kilometers away from the Bloodhand Slaver Group's camp. If we advance at full speed, we can reach it in just 15 minutes."
The next step was for Matthew to develop the Dark Forest, which required eliminating any possible strongholds and influences from other forces, so he responded decisively:
"For these heinous scum, we must exterminate them completely. Rest for 10 minutes, then move out again."
"Send someone back to notify them of our victory, but still assign people to patrol and be cautious of any stragglers."
Matthew's orders were quickly carried out.
The somewhat tense soldiers relaxed slightly as Angela prepared some food and water to help them replenish their energy.
Many soldiers gathered together, enthusiastically discussing their contributions during the battle.
"Hehe, I hope my rewards break two gold coins this time!"
"I think you will—I took down two rovers..."
"According to my estimate, our contributions could be exchanged for those weapons and gear. I want to trade for a longsword..."
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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...