My Dear Wife,
Oh how terrible the events of the past few months have been. Attacks have continued to ensure daily, resulting in the ambush of my tribe and our depart from Huang-ho. I was one of the few who survived the attack, as I escaped and fled to the nearest en cove. I had overheard the captain speak about the largest rebel army under An Chi’ing-hsu and their successful journey to safety at Hsiang-chou. Upon hearing this, I was encouraged that all was not lost and that there still was hope for myself and so I fled. I left just in time, before Huang-ho was completely seized and its inhabitants destroyed. Since the attack lasted many months from autumn through to winter, the attackers fell weak to the conditions, resulting in thousands of deaths added to the hundreds of thousands prior.
Revolts continue to escalate from the Han River Valley through to the middle Yangtze. We are at a point in our attacks where we do not know who to trust. Everyone is an enemy and yet at the same time, we continue to fight for unity and equality. If I make it through this revolt, I do not know if I will be able to look at myself the same or my fellow neighbours. I have witnessed sons turning their backs on their own fathers, friends murdering each other for power, and I am left here in a state of woe. Our livelihood depended on trust between neighbouring tribes in an attempt at flourishing our communities and sustaining our cultures. However, if and when I return home, what will be left for me?
I hope to see an end to this terrible fate in the near future.
My heart is yours forever,
Chu
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