Chapter 226: Savage Warriors Display Their Might!

In the past, Gervas might have worried about losing to the merfolk.

But now, with his men each equipped with superior gear and fifty savage warriors at his side, he had no fear of these merfolk wielding bone weapons like primitives.

Of course, Gervas's confidence was hard for outsiders to understand—like the Bowa tribesmen on the wall, who had just moments ago shown relief, now all turned pale with dread.

"Waga, hurry, make these humans retreat! Retreat to the edge of Kala Mountain!" Toka shouted immediately.

The number of merfolk charging toward Gervas and his men was simply too great; to Toka and his people, a hundred humans could never hold them off.

Kala Mountain was a submarine hill at the Bowa tribe's border, with a hundred-meter drop, accessible only by a single path.

If these humans could reach there and defend against Lada's merfolk, they stood the best chance of victory.

"It's all our fault—we couldn't hold out longer. If we'd held just seven or eight more minutes, reinforcements would've arrived!"

"The wall hadn't been breached yet then—the odds would've been better. I heard humans are especially skilled at wall battles!"

Towa couldn't help blaming himself.

But due to the battlefield noise, Gervas and his men couldn't hear his shouts.

It made him desperate, wishing he could fly over to warn them.

Too bad—it was already too late.

Far off, Gervas had already begun giving battle orders!

"Iron Bear, you lead the charge—the archers will cover you!"

"Yes, my lord, leave it to our Black Bear warriors!" Iron Bear paid no mind to the enemy, nearly twenty times their number, ahead.

"Brave men of the Black Bear tribe—kill!"

The next instant, Iron Bear led fifty savage warriors in a charge against the merfolk.

After the battle in the castle's rear garden against the western barbarians, Gervas had grown even more attentive to the equipment of the Savage Bears and others.

Thus, all fifty savage warriors now wore full armor, and many of their leather hides gleamed with a silver sheen.

This showed Gervas hadn't merely patched together old, worn hides—he'd even dismantled brand-new, intact armor to sew into the savages' gear.

With their heavy leather armor and massive physiques, Iron Bear's savage warriors unleashed terrifying combat power.

Fifty men lined up in a single row, charging like tanks, crashing straight into the merfolk army.

The short, stunted merfolk stood before the towering savage warriors like tiny puppies facing wild wolves.

A single swing of their thick wooden spiked clubs sent four or five merfolk flying—no time to scream, they were crushed into pulp.

Even when merfolk attacks managed to pierce the savages, they struck only limbs, embedding themselves in shallow muscle.

The pain from these wounds only enraged the savages further, triggering even fiercer counterattacks.

As for the smarter merfolk trying to strike the savages' torsos, their weapons couldn't even leave a scratch on the hardened leather.

This wasn't a battle—it was a massacre.

"This… is this really possible?"

Watching Iron Bear's squad fight, the Bowa warriors on the wall, moments ago sunk in despair, stared in stunned silence.

"Chieftain… Chieftain, these humans are incredible! No wonder Young Master Waga said if we could bring humans, we'd be saved!"

"Incredible, truly incredible! I never expected Gervas had such monstrous giants! The Bowa tribe is saved!"

Waga's expression mirrored his father's—face flushed with excitement. "Gervas, your… your men are amazing!"

"Haha, Waga, these are the savage warriors our lord specially recruited—savage warriors equipped with leather armor. Each suit of armor is worth five common soldiers' gear—that's five gold coins per suit!"

"So of course they're incredibly powerful! According to our estimates, even cavalry couldn't stand against these savages." Before Gervas could answer, Migen proudly spoke up for his lord.

Lord Gervas, however, maintained a calm demeanor. "They're decent enough. After all, they have the advantage of sheer size. Alright, Migen, don't stand there—join Knight Captain Lei Meng and help them. Finish these merfolk quickly!"

"Yes, my lord!"

Some rejoiced, others despaired—the merfolk leaders on the wall, including Lada, watched in fury as the savages tore through their ranks.

"Damn it, how could they be this strong?" Lada muttered, disbelief twisting his face.

"Chieftain Lada, what do we do now? Our warrior merfolk are being slaughtered—if we keep fighting, we'll be wiped out!"

"Yes, Lada, you never mentioned humans were here! Now these powerful humans appear—it's not part of our plan!"

One by one, the merfolk leaders turned to Lada, demanding answers.

Lada nearly spat blood.

When they thought there was profit to be had, none of them complained.

Now that the enemy had powerful reinforcements and they were losing, they dared question him.

Lada was about to speak when another leader suddenly cried out: "Look! More humans are joining the fight—and that one has terrifying battle aura!"

"Damn it, that's real battle aura—our men can't withstand it!"

"Run, everyone! We can't win this! If we keep fighting, our warriors will all die!"

"Yes, run now!"

Seeing the blazing aura radiating from Lei Meng, the merfolk leaders instantly lost their will to fight.

For these weak races who had never mastered supernatural power, such forces inspired primal fear.

"Damn it, don't run! You all took part in invading the Bowa tribe—do you think they'll spare you afterward?" Lada trembled with rage.

These cowards were fleeing.

Didn't they realize that even if they escaped now, their tribal camps couldn't vanish?

But the merfolk leaders ignored Lada's words entirely.

In their eyes, escaping now was all that mattered.

Especially the two other merfolk bands Lada had persuaded to join—they believed themselves far enough from the Bowa to avoid retaliation.

Ooooh!

The battlefield echoed with the sound of conch shells.

The merfolk still fighting froze for a moment—then, like a retreating tide, they scattered in all directions.

Speed was the savages' only weakness, so chasing fleeing merfolk was out of the question.

"Waga, which merfolk is Chieftain Lada?"

"Gervas, that coward Lada is over there!" Waga immediately pointed to a merfolk leader also running for his life.