Weed once again marched with the alliance tribes to the Embinyu Church’s fortress. To ensure swift mobility, he didn’t make any trebuchets.“Waahh.”“That fortress is too strong. We won’t be able to win.”Widespread pessimism among the alliance tribes! The number of alliance tribesmen had decreased by about 140 people. They were simple-minded people, who didn’t lose hope easily, but it was an inevitable result, since they had been defeated after suffering one-sidedly and dealing almost no damage.Weed didn’t try to boost their motivation in order to encourage the alliance tribes members.“Realistically speaking, it’s hard to take them down and capture the fortress.”He deliberately didn’t bring Bingryong, the Phoenixes, and Yellowy. He intended for them to get plenty of rest in order to maximize their power.The spearheads of the Salmere Tribe drooped downwards. The decline in morale made their shoulders slump.Nevertheless, as Weed and the alliance tribes approached the fortress, there was a response. Even more troops were posted to the wall, and smoke announcing the attack was rising from the spire.Weed’s eyes flashed. ‘The Embinyu Church are calling all the savages under their command.’After the initial recon skirmish, he had taken Bingryong and the Phoenixes for a light survey.“The savages in this area under the Embinyu Church’s command are very weak.”The other tribes near the River of Lamentation were much weaker than the tribes allied with the Matallost Church, the Lekiye, Salmere, and the Vejague.“If we kill 10 and 5 of us die, there’ll be a profit of roughly 27 troops.”A ridiculously absurd calculation!As smoke rose from the beacon and time passed, the savage tribes flocked in. They were armed with bamboo spears, axes, and crude arrows.Weed pointed not at the fortress, but at the newly appeared savage tribes as he instructed, “Minions of the Embinyu Church. Kill them.”Weed made a simple order the alliance tribes could perform, “Vejague Tribe, CHARGE!”At first, the alliance tribes and the other savages both didn’t show formation or tactical movements since they hadn’t been trained.“UWAAAH!”“LET’S KILL THEM ALL!”The muscular Vejague Tribe Warriors ran. Each Warrior was a 100-man army!“Salmere Tribe, it’s your turn.”Weed ordered the Salmere Tribe into action. As it was their characteristic, the Salmere Tribe scattered to find and hunt enemies. They were top-notch Hunters who shot poison arrows and had abnormally pointy, elongated spears!The Lekiye Tribe took on the role of casting Confusion hexes on the savages. They bombarded the savages with AoE (Area of Effect) Confusion hexes and curses.“I feel dizzy. The ground is shaking.”Though their surroundings were normal, the savages staggered around in the middle of the battlefield.
“My axe. My axe is heavy.”
They couldn’t even lift their stone axes, which seemed to have become 2-3 times heavier.
Such assistance from the Lekiye Tribe greatly augmented the Vejague and Salmere Tribe’s roles.
Against the savages, the alliance tribesmen presented their rather outstanding specialties!
“Kill them all.”
“Let’s not leave a single one behind.”
The 10 thousand neighboring savages were one-sidedly cornered by the 6,000 or so alliance tribesmen. The corpses piled up, and the alliance tribes were getting stronger and stronger as their combat experience grew.
To be honest, he had somewhat planned for the alliance tribe’s growth, but it wasn’t too important.
“It’s too late to make them grow now.”
Since there were over 6,000 of the alliance tribesmen, trying to kick them into shape now was too much!
If he couldn’t maximize the power of his forces, he’d find a more dangerous battering ram.
“We’ll break away from normal siege warfare. There’s no need to fight a disadvantageous battle. Even if the enemies grow more…and even if it’s a hellish battle, we will fight in a favorable environment.”
Weed changed the rules of the battlefield and planned to overturn it with chaos.
The tattooed, scarred, and muscular savages, wearing bear and leopard leather, were fighting for their survival.
*Struum.*
Weed pulled out his harp and strummed it lightly. The harp’s clear sound passed through the battlefield.
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