[This novel is entirely fictional. Please refer to real historical events for the truth!]
A young man in his prime, skilled at music, wine, poetry, and books.
But enemy hooves thunder across China, so he takes up arms as a student, ready to fight and bleed.
In dreams, tears fall for a land in sorrow; on the city walls, blood-red flags whip in the wind!
Battles rage in mountains, rivers, lakes, and forests; tanks, heavy armor, and airborne troops clash!
He wipes the tears from the epitaph before the grave, forced to watch friends and family pass through death's gate!
He swears to drive the Japanese invaders into the Eastern Sea, then draws his blade and charges into the hail of bullets!
How many battles have been fought amid blood and smoke? How many years have passed through the flames of war?
He strives for a day of peace and prosperity, fearing not even death and a grave in the underworld!
“A slow burn, so please bear with me.
If you have any suggestions, I'd be grateful for your advice!”
