Huang Si hugged her and gently patted her spine.

When Xiyuan cried a little better, he said:

"It's been thirty-one years, I'll take you to see the changes in the world."

...

"Did you see them?"

Hundreds of people flocked into a town.

Their clothes were torn, their skin was dark, and their hands and feet were rough, showing signs of long-term heavy labor.

But they held farm tools, branches, and bone knives in their hands.

With these simple weapons, they smashed the walls and gates and attacked the civilized houses.

Pull out the beautifully decorated human race inside.

Declare guilty in public.

Then kill.

The exquisite and useless utensils in the house, including vases, lacquerware, antiques, and fine porcelain, were smashed to pieces in the process.

Books, bamboo slips, divination utensils, worship incense, many things were destroyed, burned and buried.

The attackers have no idea about these exquisite and delicate cultures.

Even use it only as a symbol of their enemies.

Need to be completely broken.

Together abandon.

They occupied a town and went to the next village and the next town.

Gather more people and start a bigger battle.

Fight gradually turns into war.

It swept across the vast land and affected the entire country.

“…Is this a riot?”

Xiyuan shook her head.

She couldn't accept that the human civilization that she and her companions had created and maintained for many years was now destroyed.

"No, this is a revolution."
Chapter completed!