Watching their fearful retreat, Halair sighed inwardly:
"Once the overlord of the north, now struggling to survive."
"Where is our future? Is it truly in this distant west as the prophecy foretold?"
"But now, we've reached the west!"
Rustle!
A light drizzle began to fall.
Washing over the reddish-brown bloodstains.
The faint red slowly flowed away.
Soldiers cleaning the fort glanced at the red sky, then focused back on their tasks.
Beelzebub, standing in the drizzle, patrolled the entire fort, ensuring no corpses were left behind.
Though the current Scarlet Moon was less terrifying, maintaining such habits was essential.
Matthew gazed into the distance, seeing the dense array of tents stretching over half the shore.
The salty sea breeze brushed against Yaya's cheeks as she joyfully frolicked in the rain, tracing arcs of flight.
In the past, Matthew would have taken Yaya to raid the camp below.
But now, he had no such thoughts.
Faced with the massive barbarian encampment, Matthew had a peculiar feeling:
"It's dangerous!"
Going down was dangerous, staying put was safer.
This stark feeling made Matthew choose not to stir the hornet's nest.
Such a large barbarian camp surely housed extraordinary beings.
If they decided to strike immediately, Matthew would abandon the bridgehead fort.
Then, he would blow up the bridge.
Followed by mobilizing the entire army to trap and slaughter them here!
Only by demonstrating power could he fully subjugate these barbarians!
If they didn't attack, then the battle would proceed as planned.
Matthew had only two objectives.
The first was to acquire more barbarian population.
The second was to better train his soldiers.
The next day.
At dawn.
The light rain that had fallen all night gradually ceased.
A blaring horn announced the arrival of the enemy.
"Ah...!"
Amid the roaring shouts, tattered barbarian soldiers charged across the wooden bridge.
With his height advantage, Beelzebub immediately noticed there were about 2,000 of them.
A small tribe!
However, what puzzled Beelzebub was that the attackers were not just soldiers; behind them were terrified old, weak, women, and children.
Such a desperate battle style proved this was a fight to the death.
But why? The situation didn't call for it.
"Our side is just a 500-man bridgehead fort."
"Charging all in from the start doesn't make sense."
Beelzebub recalled Matthew's teachings, quickly clearing his mind of distractions and focusing on the enemy.
"Crossbows, fire!"
The continuous sound of bowstrings echoed, and a barrage of bolts rained down.
The barbarian soldiers had no place to hide, and many fell instantly, collapsing in heaps on the bridge.
Especially the heavy crossbows, whose powerful bolts could easily pierce through multiple enemies.
Those at the front were the lucky ones who made it to the fort.
But before they could attack, a row of gleaming spears thrust forward.
The barbarians, with no room to dodge, were instantly pierced and fell to the ground, unable even to raise their weapons.
Eyes widening slightly, Beelzebub shouted loudly:
"Form ranks, advance!"
The volley of arrows above thinned out.
More soldiers formed battle lines, pushing back the attacking barbarians.
Shield-bearers stepped forward, holding their shields with both hands to block attacks.
Even the powerful barbarian soldiers couldn't break through the heavy steel shields!
Spearmen lunged forward, their spears darting like serpents.
Thud!
The unarmored barbarian soldiers were no match for the sharp spearheads and fell in droves.
Wielding twin axes, Beelzebub silently watched the charging barbarians, recalling Matthew's words:
"Let them crash headlong and bleed; then capture the wounded soldiers—they're very important!"
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