Even though most of the people left in the base were the elderly and weak from the Haifan tribe, they were still his fans, right? Leaving so many fans behind and running for his life? That was unkind.
Since the departure of the main force, Ma Yue has become much more diligent, often wandering around the base. Lu Fang and Guo Sheng took turns to lead the men stationed on the defense platform, and they did not dare to be careless at all.
There is no major situation with the reconnaissance deer cavalry for the time being.
Indeed, the enemy knew that the Haifan tribe had sent out a large force, so they needed time to react. The Haifan tribe was relatively remote, not close to Leishen City. Even if the Leishen tribe wanted to send troops, it would take time.
"Spirit, do we need to stop cooking salt for a while? At least, those two hundred soldiers have to stay in the base." Feeling Ma Yue's nervousness, the third priest did not dare to take any chances.
"No need. The place where we boil salt is not far from the sea. If the enemy comes, we can come back in time." The salt-boiling team is basically composed of the old and the young. Salt is very important. It is not winter yet here, so the old and the young can boil salt.
In the base, apart from the team still working hard to make pottery, the only people left were pregnant women and babies.
"We have 330 regular soldiers here, so we can hold out for a while," Shuichong said. He was confident in his ability to fight a defensive battle. Of course, the most important thing was that Ma Yue was here. (There were less than 400 regular soldiers, about 50 of whom were serving as reconnaissance cavalry outside.)
The Haifan tribe was very nervous. In fact, Lei Ting from the Thunder God tribe got the news and couldn't sit still anymore.
The Haifan Tribe was simply too tempting, producing so much tempting salt and so much grain. What kind of bullshit god-cursed land was that? That seaside was clearly a treasure land.
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