Within minutes, the Jackal Wolfman Tribe had gathered all its able-bodied members. A force of about sixty launched an attack on the High Mountain Castle squad hiding in the tall grass.
Every one of these Jackal Wolfmen carried a decent Metal Weapon.
The twenty or so Jackal Wolfman Cavalry leading the charge, mounted on Desert Wolves, were even equipped with tattered Leather Armor for added defense.
Levi even spotted a full set of Standard Cavalry Heavy Armor on the tall Jackal Wolfman leading them. Though it looked a bit old, it was still a rare piece of equipment.
Judging from the crest on the Armor's chest plate, it must have belonged to some unlucky Pioneer Noble.
"Boss, should we—" Lying in the grass, Zat scratched his butt and subconsciously sniffed his fingers.
This pack of Jackal Wolfmen might not be as well-equipped as human Mercenaries, but they weren't far behind.
