Perhaps it was because they were well-fed and watered.
The mouths of one wild boar after another occasionally emitted snoring sounds...
Even when Lynn walked into the farm with Red, the boars showed no sign of waking up.
Lynn's gaze swept over the bodies of the wild boars one by one.
Compared to the last time he came to the farm, the boars now seemed to have grown stronger!
Lynn felt that perhaps it wouldn't take one or two years to breed these boars.
These wild boars could soon reach a size suitable for riding.
As long as the boars are trained accordingly, and suitable armor is made for them.
The soldiers could then ride the boars into battle, charging and fighting bloodily!
A three-thousand-pound wild boar, armored, with its strong and sharp tusks...
If a wild boar knight corps of several thousand could be formed, its power would undoubtedly far exceed that of armored cavalry!
