"No good, if this keeps up, something is bound to be noticed sooner or later."
Jia Siwei still wore a look of confidence, but urgency had started to gnaw at his heart. During this period of battles, his puppet army had dwindled by more than half, no matter how carefully he calculated their use.
Indeed, the attacking forces were initially small and weak, but as the war escalated, the battles grew more intense. Just yesterday, there were over a hundred silver-level enemies involved in a major battle.
For the Blue Sand Kingdom, Jia Siwei truly was an odious figure.
Although they wouldn't dispatch a large army specifically to attack him, the occasional troops that passed by always sent a detachment to clear the area. And as the war dragged on, the pressure increased evermore.
Because of Jia Siwei's presence, his reputation had become completely different from before.
