39 chapters Hunting (10)_2

Pierre, who was leading people to replace saddles on captured horses, was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

Old Sergei drew his sword and slashed towards the corpse's chest, but instead of a spattering of blood and flesh, the sound of metal colliding emitted a dull thump.

Old Sergei then flipped open the garment on the corpse, revealing thin iron plates, each the size of a palm, affixed inside the leather robe.

"They all wore hidden armor!" Old Sergei tore off his scarf and spat: "I wondered why there was no blood when they were hit by arrows."

"Fabric armor? Plate armor clothing?" Colonel Moritz curiously touched it: "Can the Herders make this too?"

Pierre furrowed his brow: "Not to my knowledge. Last time we clashed, the Red River Tribe's armored soldiers were using small iron pieces strung together into laminar armor."