Li Ce excelled at getting under people's skin because he was good at reading their thoughts. Fisher's little schemes naturally couldn't escape his eyes, but he didn't say anything.
Although they were a coalition army, it was only natural for multiple factions gathered together to prioritize their own interests.
Of course, the prerequisite for all this was that they couldn't drag the others down, and they also had to demonstrate some value. Otherwise, what use was there in bringing them along?
Having accepted the mission, Fisher didn't dare be careless in the slightest.
After all, they were the ones carrying out the mission. If he still held back at a time like this, his losses would only be greater in the end.
Having figured this out, Fisher directly brought out all one thousand cavalrymen under his command and headed straight for another force of Goblin Wolf Cavalry.
A thousand cavalrymen was already no small number. Unlike the cavalry Yan Sheng had once cobbled together with inferior horses, these were all genuine warhorses.
In terms of numbers, regular cavalry and Goblin Wolf Cavalry were not comparable, because a mare usually gave birth to only one foal at a time, and even twins were exceedingly rare. Wolves, on the other hand, could give birth to several cubs in a single litter.
But in exchange, they possessed strategic-level killing power that the Goblin Wolf Cavalry completely lacked!
Under normal circumstances, a thousand regular cavalrymen could charge straight into a formation of more than ten thousand infantry on the battlefield.
The Goblin Wolf Cavalry didn't dare to do that—or rather, couldn't.
Unless the opposing infantry were as frail as Ratmen slave soldiers, forget a thousand—even two thousand Goblin Wolf Cavalry would be unable to withstand charging into an infantry formation numbering ten thousand. Their