"Chieftain Bone Baldy, now that we've seen this, the enemy definitely won't let us fill in the trenches so easily. Our earlier assessment of the enemy was far too simplistic."
"I know. I saw it too. The enemy's counterattacks were quite fierce. Whether it was that swift barrage of arrows raining down like a storm or the cavalry suddenly charging out, neither was easy to deal with.
But I promise that if the enemy sends out cavalry again, I can use our own Cavalry to stop them and fend off their surprise attacks. But can you and your men successfully complete the trench-filling work?"
To Bone Baldy, losing some men meant nothing. They had been meant to be expended in the first place. As long as he completed the task assigned by the Great Chieftain, that was enough.
The surprise attack they had suffered today had indeed caused heavy losses, and Bone Baldy felt stifled by it.
But upon careful consideration, most of those who had died were still Barbarian herdsmen, so it had little impact on the troops under Bone Baldy's command.
However, the personnel under Sparison's command had certainly been affected considerably. After all, many of the backbone members in those units were Faith Order members under Sparison.
But Priest Sparison quickly offered an explanation. "No problem. As long as we slow down our work, spread out the men, reduce the frequency, and lower the rate of our charges.
At the same time, Chieftain Bone Baldy, I also hope your troops can continue guarding near our units so that they can react better and faster."
Bone Baldy nodded. "That won't be a problem. I won't be as careless as before.
At the very least, with those three ten-thousand-man units added in, I'll make sure to send out ~