At the Western post of Xia'an, a man droops his canteen, he noticed that the water flows away from the great yangze river. He called to his fellow scouts and settelers and followed it north. After a week in a small creek flowing oppisitly, they reatched a great river of.... yellow.... ug.....
They follow the river past a great platuo of shiftin loam type of sandish-soil, then, the entered the Northern Chinese capital of BeiJing The men there where afratid of ther men of ther pensula, they are afraid of ther northern riders, but they are only curoise of the mysterous men like them from the south, the Chinease back tracked to the start of the platuea, and formed Whu han on some lakes, near the loam on also the river
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