The New World was full of adventurers and gold miners, who occupied open-air gold mines and slaughtered the local indigenous people.
Woo woo woo!!
The ram's horn was sounded, and the Yin People with painted faces surged out in all directions, wielding primitive bows and weapons, facing the Europeans' foreign guns and cannons.
As expected, these Yin People were simply sending themselves to their deaths.
Bang!!
With the last Yin person falling, a blonde, blue-eyed noble scoffed after blowing on his musket, "Damned beasts, daring to snatch our gold mines."
Not realizing that the gold mines originally belonged to the locals, the Europeans didn't regard them as human; they took treasures as their own, and wouldn't return them, dubbing it 'private property'.
This kind of behavior was happening all over the New World.
"What's going on? The resistance has been growing lately," a companion frowned. This was not good news.
