Wu! Wu! Wu!
With the dawn, a green figure stands against the wind atop the city tower at the city gate of the Gu Yuan Tribe, a bronze war horn in his hand, glittering with waves of green light. Then, the resounding horn cut through the sky and earth.
In the next moment, the Gu Yuan Tribe was slightly chaotic. A multitude of Guardian Clan Soldiers looked up, a tinge of fighting will emerging in their eyes. They then quickly equipped themselves, bid their parents goodbye, and embraced their wives and children before bursting out of their homes, gathering toward the clearing outside the tribe.
Buzz!
