Anyone would become anxious and uneasy in this situation, and the gnolls are no exception.
It can't go on like this!
I must quickly end the arduous journey of my warriors in the swamp, or else our morale will soon be completely worn down by the harsh and dangerous environment.
The gods of the gnolls indeed don't care who sheds blood, but as a commander, Huggesen cannot afford not to care.
"Keep pushing forward! Ignore their harassment."
Huggesen quickly made a decision; the enemy's harassment was indeed a problem, but Huggesen knew that he still had one last card to play, and it would soon have enough manpower available.
"Where are the members of the Split Claw Clan now?"
In the forward camp of the Polluted Swamp, Huggesen summoned a Hunting Priest and asked. The latter immediately responded:
