At that moment, Bloodfang's proposal was a troublesome matter for the undead officer.
Ultimately, he was willing to honor his promise partly because of the education he had received in Great Zhou, and partly because, after confirming the intelligence, he would have to return and report regardless. Bringing a Jackalman along would not make much difference on the road.
But taking the other party's remaining tribesmen along was an entirely different matter.
It was not that he disliked the number of Jackalmen. From the undead officer's perspective, herding one sheep or a whole flock made little difference to him.
The crux of the matter was that if they took the remaining tribesmen along, they would first have to gather and contact the rest of the Jackalmen.
During that process, the risk of exposing their presence to the goblins would increase substantially. Clearly, that was something they did not want to see.
As for the labor force the remaining Jackalman tribe could provide, honestly, he did not think much of it.
To be frank, the Jackalmen had lost their tribal lands to the goblins and suffered prolonged extermination campaigns. How many people could they possibly have left?
At most, there would be only a few dozen or a hundred. Could Great Zhou really be short of that bit of labor?
From the undead officer's perspective, there was no reason to risk himself for such a small labor force.
Having apparently guessed his thoughts, Bloodfang hurriedly began explaining.
"It won't pose much of a risk. Before setting out, my tribesmen agreed on a meeting place. We only need to complete the gathering after nightfall. The goblins don't have night vision, so they won't risk taking action at night."
"..."
The undead officer said nothing. Seeing this, Bloodfang hurriedly added another sentence...
"Besides,