Chapter 540: A battle certain to be won (II) "What?"
"The Hauge Tribe is attacking us?" a man cried out. At the news, terror spread across his face, as though he had encountered something he dreaded.
He glanced at Rex and complained, "I knew it. We've been drawing far too much attention lately. Now disaster's come knocking."
His complaint was an expression of dissatisfaction with Rex.
"Exactly. I said back then that we should develop steadily, one step at a time," someone else chimed in.
"I said..."
A jumble of voices rose one after another. Without a doubt, the news of the Hauge Tribe's attack had sent these people into a panic. The Hauge Tribe numbered over two thousand, twice the population of the Arathi Tribe, but their relative strength could not be measured by population alone. Most of the Hauge Tribe's people were able-bodied adults, with women and children making up the rest. In short, few of them were incapable of contributing. As for the Arathi Tribe...
Its truly able-bodied adults numbered only around two hundred. The difference was severalfold.
There was simply no comparison between their strengths. After hearing Evely's analysis of both sides, everyone present began to panic. Complaints, doubts, and accusations poured from their mouths.
Rex said nothing as he watched it all unfold. He knew why this was happening.
He had yet to establish his authority. Had he commanded sufficient respect, these complaints against him would never have arisen.
Sometimes, however, strength could make up for a lack of authority. Rex watched them for a long while before finally speaking. "Silence!"
A wave of soul pressure radiated from Rex.
It swept over everyone in an instant. Apart from Rex, every face turned pale, and everyone began to tremble faintly.
"I want to hear ways to