Take the Power Away

A great river flowed rapidly, roaring like thunder.

On a cliffy mountain by the river, Huaxu Lie, Huaxu Chen, and hundreds of their warriors stood on the top, their faces blushed in anger as they looked at all the crying, wailing people down the mountain who had been moving north.

No end of this migrating troop could be seen by a single glance. These people moved slowly in endless lines, looking back every step they took. From time to time, weak elderly people fell to the ground, while women and children burst into cries.

Countless human warriors and non-humankind warriors mounted on their mounts, rushing widely around the troop and whipping everyone they didn't like. They yelled, shouted, and forced everyone to move faster to the north. Their heavy whips broke the bones of some people, making those people vomit blood and fall on the ground, struggling and screaming.