At the edge of Jianghuai, fierce waves battered the banks, and both shores were covered in mottled traces of the past. Luo Xin stood aboard the boat with his hands behind his back, gazing at this ancient battlefield that had seen countless wars. Many legends of the Luo Clan's ancestors had been left here.
"When the Sage King launched his eastern campaign all those years ago, this was barbarian territory, and nobles of Yin Shang hid here as well. The Sage King wished to utterly exterminate the Yin Shang nobles who refused to submit, so he attacked this place and slaughtered countless people of other tribes. But there were simply too many barbarians here. The slaughter was so terrible that Heaven wept blood, the Great River ceased to flow, and fish and shrimp devoured one another. In the end, the Sage King's heart stirred with compassion, and he withdrew to the Central Plains.
"Not until more than two hundred years later did our ancestor Duke Xuan command the feudal lords of All Under Heaven to eradicate Xu State and the Huai Yi. Only then did this land truly become a Xia state. The feudal domains along the Si River were all established after Duke Xuan, enduring for hundreds of years. Only a great state such as Qi could conquer and unite them. Now All Under Heaven is in chaos, heroes across this land have risen together, each ruling his own territory. Once again, disorder reigns."
Luo Xin recounted the history of All Xia and the Luo Clan to the others, and all were somewhat shaken by what they heard. Had Luo Xin not told them, many would never have known these things. For ordinary people, merely staying alive was exceedingly difficult; they had no opportunity to encounter historical records. Even