That little accident was naturally not enough to rankle Zhou Xu. In fact, he was even a little expectant. Was there perhaps a warrior in Great Zhou who could bring him back a few female warriors?
But that would require considerable courage. And by "courage," he meant in every sense of the word.
Don't assume that the Female Warrior Tribe was full of beauties. The reality was precisely the opposite.
Royalty and nobles like Yalveth within the tribe lived relatively comfortable, easygoing lives. Naturally, those who had been pampered could keep themselves looking decent.
But the vast majority of female warriors had weathered every hardship. They were broad and burly, with fleshy faces.
Even the Great General under Yalveth, whose status within the tribe was firmly that of a noble, looked and was built like a rough female gorilla. The strength of her fighting prowess was plain for all to see.
As for their personalities, based on Zhou Xu's personal experience, they were basically no different from a gang of undisciplined ruffians and rough-hewn men. They also had a serious lack of discipline.
Taking this into account, Zhou Xu had always felt that Yalveth had done a truly terrible job when it came to military discipline.
However, since this was another country's internal affair, and despite the fact that the two sides were now allies, Zhou Xu had no intention of butting in. They had not reached that point yet.
After discussing the matter and telling Yalveth to rest assured and focus on her pregnancy, Zhou Xu turned and left.
There had been no shortage of matters within Great Zhou lately.
Over the course of winter, all the human labor that could be mobilized from the southern border had already been brought over.
This had allowed the Railway Bureau's projects