Keledu patted Bone Baldy on the shoulder, telling him not to worry. "Don't worry. How could Heshima know about these things?
After all, none of his men took part in that attack. Besides, the people under your command probably wouldn't want to report the inflated battle results to him, would they?"
Bone Baldy nodded. His forces were weak, but his tribesmen were still very united.
Keledu continued, "That noble's castle is quite difficult to deal with. The fact that your troops managed to get onto the walls could be said to have been the result of the other side deliberately letting them.
Now that they've merely made some adjustments, even Heshima's elite ten-thousand-man squad has no chance of getting onto the walls.
Although that ten-thousand-man squad has lost its Commander of Ten Thousand, it has always been an elite force of the Iron Bone Tribe. Its combat strength is far from poor, and its morale was high before the battle. For things to end up like this, the enemy can only be very strong.
This proves that this noble territory possesses quite terrifying strength. Their soldiers are also very elite, especially their equipment.
To be honest, I never expected their bed crossbows to be so formidable. At least at the Faith Order's current level of technology, we can't make anything like them. You understand weapon crafting, so you should understand, right?"
Bone Baldy nodded. He had personally experienced that threat of death. When the crossbow bolt fired from the wall pierced through that unlucky Commander of Ten Thousand's chest in a single strike, he had been standing nearby.
And in the battles afterward, he had also personally witnessed how that elite ten-thousand-man squad fell beneath the enemy's rain of arrows.
Those arrows were incredibly sharp and could easily pierce the