The Green Bamboo Tribe had fewer than four hundred people, and its usual defensive force numbered at most around twenty.
Aside from the three Professional Knights led by Willie, the rest were ordinary people who were guards when they picked up weapons and farmers when they put them down. They had not even received proper training. Forget fighting Professional Knights—even the guards Luo Ning had brought from Wushan Castle were stronger than them.
This battle had actually ended the moment Luo Ning and his men arrived at the outskirts of the Green Bamboo Tribe without obstruction.
Not only had no proper resistance formed here, but no one had even gone out to spread the news. The teams led by Juwitt and Sim that Luo Ning had stationed on the two roads out of caution had been completely useless.
Thinking about it, he had not expected things to go this smoothly.
Willie was deeply tempted by Luo Ning's offer. He had followed his elders into these mountains, carrying the identity of a remnant rebel. Even when purchasing supplies outside, he could only deal with small traders, and even so, he had to be extremely careful not to expose his identity.
Once outsiders learned who he was, they would definitely report him to the nobles of Wushan Territory, if only for the few gold coins in reward money.
Under the influence of his elders, Willie had once been obsessed with restoring his family's former glory. But after enduring all these years, especially with the rise of the Black Collar Tribe in recent years, he had increasingly wanted to escape this forest.
Now, the young Baron before him seemed capable of giving him everything he wanted.
"Lord Luo Ning, your proposal greatly appeals to me!"
Willie's tone softened slightly. "But as you know,