The Strategist for the Chieftain

While excavating in the desert, I touched a bronze mirror engraved with patterns of the Qimen Dunjia. A blinding flash later, I found myself transported through time. Upon landing, I was captured by hunters of the Karu tribe as an invader, bound in a prison cart, and dragged back to their camp. With a blade at my neck and about to be beheaded, I instinctively cried out for help in Chinese.