At dawn, the first large-scale rebellion of the recalcitrant people of Luoyi against the Zhou began.

Because of the lack of weapons, many people put the bronze in the family in the furnace overnight, heated and melted it and cast it into a sharp shape, threw it into the water to cool it quickly, found a wooden stick and tied it directly to it, and set off on its shoulder.

Naturally, there were no horses that had been used as strategic goods, so some people brought out cows, mules, and donkeys to serve as mounts.

For a while, before the battle, all the streets of the entire Luoyi City were covered with cow dung and donkey dung eggs, mixed with the choking smell of mutton fat torches, which stimulated those former nobles to scream.

It's been a long time since I've roared so freely, and some old people who had fought with the Zhou people back then knelt on one knee, facing the sky on their backs, and muttered in their mouths.

Because of the haste of the matter, even the ritual of sacrificing live animals to the heavens was simplified. Someone hung a white tooth flag on a tall earthen platform, dragged a few Di slaves up at random, cut off their necks, and poured blood from their throats on the flag.

Among them, there was a Diren slave who was probably too old and lacked strength, and the blood on his neck did not spray on the flag, but flowed weakly on the ground like the urine of an old man.

"Rubbish stuff!"

The merchant nobleman gritted his teeth and kicked the slave's corpse off the platform.

The five priests slowly walked up to the earthen platform, dipped the blood and mud on the ground, and methodically smeared it on their faces.

They knelt on one knee, their hands facing the sky, and chanted the name of the Xuanniao in their mouths, and their voices were strange, old, and mournful.

All the recalcitrant Shang relics present knelt on one knee, turned their backs to the sky, and burst into tears one by one, praying for the blessing of the gods, so that they could defeat Zhou Gou in one fell swoop and restore the former glory of the Great Shang.

The festival didn't last long, and people couldn't wait to leave the city with their swords on their shoulders.

The whole valley was reddened by the mutton fat torches, and the old men, children, and even some noble women of pure blood all took part in the vigorous revolt.

The whole area of the Qianhe River is boiling.

At the same time, more than half of the new royal city of the Zhou people was built on the west bank, but it was silent, like an empty ghost city, with only starlight scattered on the earth.

The wind blows around, like some idle dog, sniffling through the buildings that are about to be completed.

……

Just when the recalcitrant people rushed towards the Xinwangcheng of the Zhou people, on a hill more than thirty miles away from the Xinwangcheng, the three of them stood silently, looking at a river valley not far away.

There, it was pitch black.

Occasionally, figures swayed, row by row, in formation, quietly patrolling and guarding.

……

The recalcitrant people roared and rushed into the huge castle that was about to be completed, and no one doubted that there was not a single soldier in such a large city. Even, even the scarlet banner of the Zhou people was missing.

They roared and ran through the empty streets for a while, then slowly stopped, looking at each other.

The imaginary bloody battle did not appear, which made the recalcitrant people a little disappointed, and there was also a faint sense of unease.

They shrunk into the high-rise compounds, even the complexes that looked supposed to be royal palaces, like a flock of lost souls of blackbirds.

Without the enemy, they began to be a little listless.

Some of the old recalcitrant merchants, suspicious, began to persuade everyone to evacuate the empty city. The young people found a way to vent, and they began to wreak havoc on everything that could be destroyed in the new city, digging, digging, smashing, chopping, poking, and it didn't take long for the new city to become a complete wreck.

Some even jumped on the tall earthen platforms that could have been altars and and pee comfortably. After venting his hatred, he drove the animals to the altar again, wanting to make them comfortable too.

Unexpectedly, because they had traveled more than 20 miles before, those animals had already been empty in their stomachs, and they were kicked and beaten by their masters for a long time before they finally held back a few drops of urine and made a few noises.

In the midst of the complaints, none of the recalcitrant people noticed that the four city gates had been quietly closed at some point.

When someone finally noticed that the city gate was strangely closed from the outside, everyone panicked and began to rush desperately in the direction of the city gate. For a while, the whole city fell into chaos, and some old, weak, sick and disabled people were knocked down by the crowd, and before they could shout, they were trampled over, turning into a corpse with soft trampling.

Some agile young men climbed the tall city wall, and their faces changed dramatically, screaming, and tumbling down.

"Outside...... It's all Zhou Bing! ”

"We're surrounded!"

There was chaos in the city.

Everyone began to run towards the inner city again, leaving behind dozens of corpses of the old, weak, sick and crippled that had been trampled beyond recognition. A few of them, who were not dead for the time being, stretched out their thin black arms, like crows with broken wings, groaned, and fluttered for a while before falling to the ground.

……

The Zhou people only surrounded the royal city, and had no intention of attacking.

For the next month, the recalcitrant people were like ants on a hot pot, and anxiety, nervousness, and great fear completely crushed them.

What awaits them will be the most horrific punishment in the world. Some old people who had experienced the "Three Prisons Rebellion" had trembling lips and hung their heads deeply, unwilling to look at the scorching sky.

The scene when the Zhou people executed the blood relatives and nobles of Yin Shang resurfaced, and the slow and logical execution process made the waiting recipients and spectators feel terrified and unforgettable.

Some began to toss themselves, hoping to kill themselves before the Zhou people were executed. Some people began to go crazy, climbed the high city wall, and tragically cursed the dense Zhou people outside for a day and a night, and then jumped down.

The people began to slaughter the animals, gathered around the fire, and picked pieces of meat with bronze blades to burn and eat.

Soon, the animals were slaughtered.

The recalcitrant merchants, tormented by hunger and lost their human form, walked staggeringly, their eyes flashing with a green light like hungry wolves. Some of the minor nobles were the first to be slaughtered, and before they could be cooked, they were eaten by their direct blood relatives.

Later, it was the turn of the women of the middle and large nobility.

They struggled a little, and then they were dragged away, like lambs with a bad temper.

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And the biggest threat and fear is the silent Zhou people outside the city. They seem to be waiting for someone, or an important day.

The more this happened, the more terrified and uneasy the recalcitrant merchants huddled in the inner city.

Someone walked up to the tall altar and fell on one knee on the altar of the enemy, silently praying something.

For a month, not a single cloud drifted over the newly built city on the banks of the river.

During the day, the sun is blazing.

At night, the stars and moon are bright.

This is God has to witness the final fate of this group of people.