Chapter 196: Tear It Down
The elite soldiers, who had suffered heavy losses, breathed a sigh of relief when they heard Tres blow the retreat horn.
Looking at the wounded soldiers, Tres couldn't help but sigh, shouting at the top of his lungs despite the danger of being hit by Matthew's long-range fireball spell:
"This battle, we lost."
"Please treat these soldiers well. Our Carlisle family will pay the corresponding price to redeem them all!"
Although he said this, Tres felt unsure in his heart. He lowered his head and led the soldiers who could still move, retreating as fast as possible.
The elite soldiers of the Carlisle family, who had made a name for themselves in Blood Moon City and the Eastern Province, suddenly felt immense shame and guilt.
They looked at their wounded comrades, who were howling in pain.
Not daring to meet those longing eyes, they lowered their heads and fled.
In the future, they would never want to come to the desolate Foggy Marsh again.
Matthew watched their hurried departure, hesitated for a moment, then lowered his staff, choosing not to continue attacking.
Killing them would certainly vent his anger, and he could gain a lot of Fate Power.
But the consequences were too severe.
Although the Carlisle family had broken the rules first, it was still considered a minor skirmish.
As long as they acknowledged their defeat and offered compensation acceptable to both sides, the matter would be over.
If he pursued and killed the soldiers who had already surrendered, the Carlisle family would likely become locked in an endless conflict with Bay Territory.
Both sides would engage in a fierce battle without restraint until one side was completely destroyed, or the matter escalated to the Noble Council.
At that point, neither side that had started the conflict would come out unscathed!
Since he couldn't directly crush the opposition, Matthew had to hold back.
After all, Bay Territory, secluded as it was, still needed to purchase a large number of supplies from the outside world and recruit refugees.
At the same time, Bay Territory also had to consider its image in the eyes of other nobles.
Being vengeful would make other nobles fear and hate them, and Matthew's next steps to expand his influence would face even greater obstacles.
Shaking his head and pushing aside these unpleasant thoughts, Matthew looked down at Bobo, who was smiling obsequiously, and pointed at the elite soldiers fleeing in the distance:
"Keep an eye on their every move, and make sure they leave this area."
"When you return, I'll craft an enchanted weapon for you!"
Overjoyed, Bobo, with the promise of an enchanted weapon echoing in his mind, nodded frantically like a pounding garlic:
"I'll make sure to complete the task!"
With that, he darted to a nearby flat mud pit, stomped on the head of Old Crocodile Six, who was well camouflaged, and shouted in a shrill voice:
"Wake up, let's go!"
Watching them leave, Matthew strode toward the still unsettled battlefield.
Yaya, who had been entangled with the Super Earth Elemental for a long time, had long abandoned the idea of a one-hit kill.
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