With Calvin defeated and captured, the remaining Black Fang Mercenary Group members completely lost their will to fight. They threw down their weapons one after another, crouching on the ground in dejection as they accepted the fate of defeat.
The war was finally over.
After taking stock, of the original elite force of fifty, fewer than ten prisoners remained. The dead had died, while some mercenaries had fled outright amid the chaos.
Most of the mercenaries who had managed to escape the battlefield were nimble rangers and assassins traveling light. The remaining heavily armored warriors and mages had suffered grievous casualties. Under the repeated bombardment of the Artillery Arrays and Self-Destructing Bee Soldiers, they simply could not get away and could only surrender where they stood.
Chen Yu's losses were not small either. More than fifty Stinger Bees had been lost, two Goblin Ripper Artillery Arrays were badly damaged and needed major repairs, and half the stockpiled Magic Leaves had been consumed.
Although some Stinger Bees had carried Magic Leaves for defense, against the mercenary group's spell firepower, once logistical supplies slowed even slightly, they could easily be broken through by concentrated attacks.
Still, considering how elite this mercenary group was—their equipment and combat strength even surpassed the regular legions of most kingdom lords—achieving such a victory meant the price paid was within an acceptable range.
Moreover, they had not only held the line, but the main body of the city wall had miraculously remained intact, with only partial damage.
At this moment, Little Card flapped its wings and flew back from the forest. It looked somewhat listless, but it was otherwise unharmed.
Behind it, the little Earth Elementals bounced along, and Anvil's squat, sturdy figure appeared at the edge of the battlefield.
"Hahaha, Your Majesty is mighty!" Anvil strode