Wang Cheng, an ordinary squad leader in the modern army, woke up with damp loess under his feet, and heard the sounds of horses neighing and shouts of death in troubled times. In Zhuoxian, he met Liu Bei, who was wearing linen shoes and a blue cloth, and became the most inconspicuous soldier under this small county captain who "promised himself with benevolence and righteousness". Wang Cheng didn't understand the grand plan of managing the world, but he knew how to keep a small team alive: night marching orders, cleaning ditches, transporting the wounded, guarding food roads, signaling orders with flags, strict military discipline, and being kind to people. Before the Yellow Turban, Guandu, and the dark wind from Chibi swept across the river, he used the simplest military knowledge time and time again to keep the fire for this team. On the plank road into Shu, beyond the rolling logs and flying arrows, he taught people to dry shoes and socks, boil water, and beat the messengers to a standard; under the walls of Chengdu, he learned to talk to the people, and the city gates opened from the heart. After the embers of Yiling burned, Wang Cheng led a group of survivors to regroup. When the wind blew again on the river, there was already another navy. With Jingchu military garrison, Huaisi connected with canals, chain of forts, and penetration into the mountains, he used his pawns to approach Tianyuan step by step. Liu Bei was no longer just a man to be blamed and lamented. His banner found new strength in the stricter military administration. Finally, the first ray of morning light fell on the top of Luoyang City, and Wang Cheng heard the familiar bugle - it was not a miracle of victory through miraculous tactics, but the door to the world opened by thousands of ordinary soldiers and people with their endless order, trust, and blood and sweat day and night. Someone asked him how to do it. Wang Cheng smiled and said: "One step at a time, put on your shoes first."
