"Put that way, it doesn't seem impossible."
Shen Tang was rather tempted when she heard this.
Some matters still had to be settled swiftly and decisively.
After all, she was wandering around on someone else's turf. It would be fine if she wasn't caught, but if she was, she'd be completely screwed. They could pin her down and kill her on Ten Crows' territory with encirclement alone.
A large tribe of four thousand people shouldn't be difficult for their side to swallow.
Xu Quan propped up his chin and interjected.
"But we only have a little over two thousand people..."
Going after a four-thousand-strong force right off the bat—isn't that a bit...
It wasn't that he wanted to undermine his own side's morale. He simply preferred squeezing soft persimmons: making a good start and boosting everyone's spirits.
Bai Su, however, held a different opinion. "A little over four thousand people—there have to be elderly people, women, and children, right? How many able-bodied young adults could there really be? Why can't we attack?"
Xu Quan laughed. "You can't look at it that way. That approach doesn't apply to foreign races like Ten Crows and the Northern Desert. Ten Crows in particular is even more barren than the Northern Desert. Apart from various mineral resources, it lacks almost everything. I've heard that among ordinary tribal elders, women over forty-five and men over fifty-five are sent into the deep mountains to starve to death, saving food for the other able-bodied adults. Tribal children learn to fight as soon as they can walk, and the women are fierce as well."
A tribe of more than four thousand people would actually have far more than a thousand fighting forces capable of battle.
The slightest underestimation could easily lead to a blunder.
Moreover—
Xianyu Jian, who