"Ding Shan will undoubtedly accomplish the task bestowed by the tribe's chief. Within a month, the number of our War Soldiers will increase to five thousand. The land of the Gu Yuan Tribe will no longer fall prey to the erosion of other tribes, and our tribesmen will no longer be oppressed by other tribes!"
"Don't be hasty, Chief Ding. The Tribe's chief has not finished his words yet!"
"I am all ears to the commands of the tribal chief!"
"In the past, the strength of our Gu Yuan Tribe was weak, with only a little over eight hundred battle ready tribesmen . These men were serving the people in ordinary times and forming an army in the event of war. In their regular life, they would delve deep into the Great Wasteland to hunt for blood food for the tribe, leaving no spare time for training. That's the shortcoming of our Gu Yuan Tribe."
