Chapter 1215 – Calamity Strikes
Many years later, people would still remember this calamity that struck in the 6th year of Gaia like it was fresh in their minds.
10th month, 10th day, Mongol grassland, north border.
On the grasslands in autumn, the knee high wild grass slowly turned yellow. Animal herders who were dressed in white were busy harvesting grass to feed their animals through the winter season.
Cylindrical haystacks the size of grinding stones were scattered around the vast grassland like guards carefully guarding this ancient grassland, protecting the scared land of the animal herders.
To the Mongol herders, this was a year of great harvest.
The storms that plagued the mid plains had no effect on the northern grasslands. Wild grass proliferated while cows and sheep grew strong. The flock of sheep that formed up were like clouds on the grassland, making one delighted.
