"Let's go, there's a whistleblower!" The lieutenant colonel got up and grabbed the lieutenant's clothes and dragged it back.

"Wait." Winters remained motionless, staring at the camp in the distance. He suddenly cursed and sweared: "[vulgar words related to the sailor's mother]! The Hurds are creating siege equipment!"

"Stop talking nonsense, go quickly."

The two jumped onto the war horses, let go of the horse's hooves and ran towards the camp.

The Hudder's whistle cavalry noticed something strange and chased after a while and found that they could not catch up, so they did not follow him again.

Jeska, who returned to the camp, asked the second lieutenant: "At the beginning, we met that group of Hudds, how many horses were there?"

"Nearly a hundred."

"Where did you meet that group outside the camp?"

"About two hundred."

"Do you understand?"

Winters shook his head: "I don't understand."

"The Hudds don't pay attention to the full load." Lieutenant Colonel Jeska's face was gloomy: "A Tulu may actually only have thirty or forty horses. A nominal team of thousands of horses is considered generous even if it can have 600 horses. But the teams we encountered are all full members. This Haoge seems to be full members."

"so?"

"The Hudd people are nomadic in their families. There are few people who can support the grassland. Once there are many males, they will have to separate their families. So are the tribes. Few tribes can take out thousands of tribes in one go out to fight. If we weren't for our extremely bad luck and bump into a large tribe that was full of nests, then someone was ordering the tribes." Jieshika said gritting his teeth: "The last person with such prestige... is Que Yehan, thirty years ago."

Winters was not born thirty years ago, and he was not a Palathus. Winters could not empathize with Lieutenant Colonel Jeska's state of being facing a great enemy.
Chapter completed!