The first wave of barbarians were not even finished yet, but the second one had already arrived at the door. The current situation truly looked pessimistic for Tristan and the others. He had to find a way to solve this predicament, otherwise they all would be buried under this nameless port.
Tristan did not know how long they would last fighting against thousands of barbarian warriors with just 10 of them, and he did not plan on finding out. Even if he miraculously survived this ordeal, he wondered how many of the ten would survive to the end.
Even now, when he made his way to the left flank, Bofur, the red bearded dwarf, was already heavily wounded. Tristan sped up and joined the left flank battlefield as he shouted.
"Get back!! I'll take this over!"
Upon hearing and seeing Tristan's arrival, Bifur quickly picked up his dwarf mate and rushed back to the group in the center. There, the two would receive healing treatment from Layla.
