As the video started, the scene slowly played out.
What came into view was a blood-red sunset, a golden-banner sweeping through, iron cavalry trampling over the golden wheat fields, a few thatched cottages burning in the distant village, black smoke rising straight into the sky.
The young Xin Qiji hid among the crowd, clenching his fists as he looked at the rampant cavalry in the distance.
The voices of adults discussing around him reached his ears.
They were talking about the 'court's southward migration,' saying that the north had already become the territory of the Jin people.
These words fell into Xin Qiji's ears.
He couldn't help but recall his parents' teachings, that the north had always been their land, so why did it suddenly become the Jin people's?
A rush of horse hooves came from afar.
The surrounding people fell silent, for the few burning thatched cottages in the distance were the calamity suffered by the people who resisted today's cavalry.
