Blood Elf Monarch

The second battle which was happening at the center ground appeared much fiercer when compared to the first one. But still, with Karra and the other 4 orc champions taking and leading the charge, the 300 barbarians in that battlefield were quickly crushed into oblivion.

These orc grunts were known as bloodthirsty warriors, one that would fight harder and become more ferocious when stacked against lower odds. Allegedly, these people didn't even have the word retreat in their dictionary.

Slash! Splat!

The sound of weapons cutting through flesh, which then followed by sound of blood splattered on the ground could be heard across the battlefield. The battle raged on passionately as the orcs gave all their might to kill the barbarians, and vice versa.

It took the barbarians several cuts and thrusts before one orc grunt would breath its last. Even so, the latter would certainly bring at least one, if not more, barbarians to the death's embrace together with it.

After all, these orc grunts were able to smash a barbarian to death easily with their bare arms. The latter couldn't even resist the former's actions as the orcs' raw strength was truly astounding.

Moments later, the Arcadian people had come and started surrounding the barbarians as well, reinforcing the latter's already bad situation. Among them were the Caerleon Town's guards with captain Gafez and Seth leading them. The overwhelming number that they brought became the last straw that broke the barbarians formation.

The morale of the barbarians in the battlefield crumbled with each passing second as they saw their brethrens being killed to no end. However, the Jarl, who watched all of this happening, strangely seemed unwilling to send their third group.

The battle, or rather, the massacre, continued for half an hour before the second group of barbarian was essentially decimated, leaving a few still fighting for their lives.

By this time, Tristan could see apparent turmoil among the last group of barbarian.

With their captain restrained by the Jarl's order, the barbarians were already in an uproar. Tristan could see there was internal strife and fighting between the Jarl's warriors and the men of the third group's captain.

Part of them could be seen leaving the battlefield in batches. Another was stopping and chasing those who were running, leaving only half of them still staying to fight.

Even though he saw the situation and knew this was an opportune moment for them orcs to annihilate the barbarians in one swoop, Tristan did not rush in and do exactly so. Instead, he gave himself and his troops a moment to rest and recover some of their stamina. In the meantime, he also strolled on the battlefield and started extracting Blood Essence from corpses strewn around.

[2000...]

[3000...]

[A mix of 3800 low quality blood cells were found]

[Extracting and filtering the blood cells...]

[1600 Blood Essence gained]

By this time, Tristan felt that he already got used to the process of [Blood Extraction]. However, he really hoped that he could increase the range of this ability as at the moment, he seemed to only be able to extract Blood Essence within a 50 meter radius around him. A range he felt wasn't enough for the current him.

While Tristan was walking around and doing his own things, both the barbarians and friendly force appeared confused seeing his actions.

After the short break which lasted for several minutes, Tristan decided to send the final push to end this battle. Once again, he took the lead as the orcs began charging at the last group of barbarians.

The moment the two groups got into contact, the result went as Tristan expected. The still-courageous but now half-spirited barbarians were unable to put up much of a fight as the orcs stormed through their ranks like a raging wave. It was another bloodbath.

The Caerleon Town's civilians and guards didn't even have the chance to join the fray as the orcs completely took the matter in their hand; they were standing on the sideline, watching how their new Mayor and his orc army obliterated the invaders.

It was also at this moment that they finally saw the true strength their new Mayor had. Tristan's swordsmanship as well as the mind-boggling prowess he showed both terrified and impressed them greatly.

"Our lord is a monster!"

"He really is! He's definitely much stronger than that Connor!"

"I am so glad that he's on our side."

Shortly after, the battle was basically over as the remaining barbarians started fleeing from the battlefield.

When Tristan walked over to the tent where the barbarian's leaders should be, he saw the Jarl was already killed, probably by his own people. Seeing the body of one of the Barbarian Tribe leaders, Tristan let out a frustrated sigh.

He just lost the chance to make use of the Jarl. Not only was it a waste of Blood Essence, Tristan was confident that he could glean a lot of important information from the latter. Alas, the man was dead before he could do so.

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Cheers of victory were heard resounding throughout the battlefield.

Today, the Caerleon Town's citizens witnessed with their own eyes how their Mayor brought a victory against an invasion of a thousand barbarians - saving the town and eradicating the threats that have been looming over them for years.

Everyone thought that the battle was finally over when it wasn't. Tristan swiftly summoned Karra and ordered her to bring the orcs to chase after the fleeing barbarians. 

Meanwhile, he took Astrid, Seth, as well as a dozen guards to a place. Their destination: the barbarian camp. It was a four-hour journey with horses at their fastest speed.

The moment they arrived at the barbarian camp, which was situated near the shore, Tristan saw there were only a few dozen barbarians left in the camp. Their fate was annihilation as he killed all of them by himself.

Tristan's main objective for coming here was none other than to secure the loot of war. There were foods, weapons, and most importantly, things that the barbarians had been collecting from their raids to bring back home. Several bags of coins, precious items, and also about three hundred Arcadian citizens that the barbarians planned to bring back to their hometown as slaves.

Moreover, Tristan also managed to capture and acquire two ships that were unable to sail away fast enough. As for the barbarians who were in the ship, their fate was best left unsaid.

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