The screen suddenly goes dark.
[Xiongnu]
The two characters slowly emerge, a new enemy has appeared.
The Xiongnu cavalry swept in like dark clouds, dividing the battlefield. The soldiers in red armor on the opposite side were easily slaughtered, cities were breached, bountiful harvests and women plundered, and everywhere the gaze fell, only bones remained.
Beneath the banner of the Xiongnu king, a man holding a golden whip looked at the plundered resources and pointed to the vast wheat fields in the distance, laughing heartily:
"This land is bountiful, it shall be my pasture!"
The scene quickly transitions, year after year, as the Xiongnu continuously raid the Han territories.
Each time, it's a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, yet the resilient Huaxia people continue to step onto the trampled land every year.
For decades!
The Huaxia nation has been oppressed by the Xiongnu.
Until....
Inside a resplendent palace.
