The battle was going well so far as Malakaus and his riders continued to harry any fleeing soldiers into the path of the the Erymanthian Spawn. They cut down soldiers, armed or not, and set fire to many tents. However as they rode a two of his warrior came up to Malakaus. One appeared to have lost his leg and was bleeding from his head, while the one who carried him seemed worried. He spoke of how a warrior had wounded his friend, and how another one of the riders was also lost to the same warrior. This panic in the orc's voice only made Malakaus annoyed. [color=00a651]"Lufynt! Drec ec fyn! Uv luinca oui'mm kad rind! Un ajah gemmat ev oui tuh'd vummuf so untanc."[/color] Again, many of these warriors were young and untested. They knew they fought against soldiers but were confident thanks to Malakaus's careful tactics giving them an advantage. The fact some of those soldiers were now trying to fight back seemed to scare them, but Malakaus will make sure they have worse things to fear than just the soldiers.

[color=00a651]"Oui yna ymm aqbaneahlat rihdanc cu oui ghuf ruf drec fungc! Y lunhanat yhesym ec dra sucd tyhkanuic uha yht fa ryja draca bedevim janseh dnybbat!"[/color] The orcs seemed to take Malakaus's word as a challenge. They were not cowards, or at least they would not admit to being one. However Malakaus knew his words alone would not be sufficient to convince them. They needed a show of bravado, an epic deed to follow. Simply riding about cutting down fleeing soldiers or shooting arrows at unsuspecting fighters won't instill confidence. They needed something much more flashy.

Malakaus shouted to his second-in-command, a rather burling looking orc raider, to take his banner and to continue strafing and herding soldiers into the path of the Erymanthian Spawn. Malakaus himself drew his [url=https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/elderscrolls/images/b/bf/Orcish_Battleaxe_copy_large.png/revision/latest?cb=20121013014544]battleaxe[/url], a wicked weapon of his own make, and charged into the camp. Unlike some of his fellow riders he made sure to not be near any tents were a random soldier could come out and ambush him. No, instead he actually followed the trail of destruction made by the monstrous boar ravaging the camp. Right now it was still rampaging, but it was about to run into a large pike wall. Even for it's strength, those spears could do some serious damage to the Erymanthian Spawn. But Malakaus wasn't going to let that happen.

He lowed his body as he spurred his boar forward, charging towards the pikeline. A sucidal move for any sort of cavalryman. But this was where human horse riders and orc boar riders were different. Despite seeing the wall of spikes in front of it Malakaus's boar did not slow down at all. And just as a pile would've skewed it through the eye, the boar flicked it's head to the side and knocked the pike away using it's massive tusks. Suddenly there was an opening within that spear wall as Malakaus's boar gored a pikeman, while the half-orc himself swung his battleaxe and decapitated another soldier. All of this happened right after Malakaus and managed to outrun the Erymanthian Spawn, and caused just enough of a shock to the pike line that the boar was able to run them over, taking only a few superficial injuries in the process.

A group of soldiers were trying to arm a siege weapon to slay the boar, but they too would find their end at Malakaus's axe as he cleaved two bodies in twain. Seeing their commander capable of destruction of their own, showing them that he was not some craven who expected his orcs to simply die on his behalf, Malakaus' young warriors found renewed vigor and would soon come and join Malakaus's rampage. They followed the second's command to continue torching tents and destroying as much supplies and fortifications as possible, attacking the soldiers only as Malakaus directed them. Once the warlord had joined back up to his troops properly, he commanded them to fall back as the Erymanthian Spawn was on it's way. The smoke still covered it's body and was creating a choking cloud of smog that would blind the soldiers in the camp, creating further chaos. It'll also make it harder for Malakaus and his warriors to actually fight, since they too needed to be able to see and breath. For now they had wrought enough destruction to call for a retreat. Many soldiers wanted to loot the dead but Malakaus roared at them; they can come back to loot once the Erymanthian Spawn was gone. For now they needed to return to their camp, tend to their wounded, and prepare for the next battle. 

Before Malakaus would leave he made sure to raise his banner up on high for Maren to see. So far there hadn't been any arrows from the city walls, but Malakaus wasn't sure if that was because she trusted him to deal with these mercenaries, or simply because she hoped they would slay one another first. Either way Malakaus and his surviving rides would leave the battlefield for now, returning to their camps and getting ready for the next fight.