"Among these Twelve Tribes, the weaker tribes have a population of less than ten million, while the stronger ones boast several tens of millions. However, due to the impoverishment and harsh cold Beyond the Pass, this vast population often lives spread out in small tribal formations, only gathering when they invade the border of Da Xuan."
Yuan Hong, as the King of North Garrison, has been fighting with the foreign races Beyond the Pass since he was a princely heir. Nearly a hundred years have passed, and although he may not be familiar with every detail, he certainly knows a great deal about them, and he speaks of this matter with the ease and familiarity of one discussing their own collection.
Chen Mu slowed his pace slightly and said, "I remember that the Twelve Tribes also differ in closeness among themselves?"
"Yes."
