"Bitter Camel Mountain" - a rusty plowshare in the bloody dawn, a revolutionary epic soaked in the smell of earth. At the foot of Kutuo Mountain, 30-year-old farmer Bian Er witnessed his wife and daughter being exploited by landlords and selling iron. When the rusty plowshares dug into his palms, the gears of fate began to turn. Holding the blood-stained ears of rice, he joined the "Datong Hui" and formed a revolutionary fire with poor people such as Shuanzi and the widow Osmanthus fragrans, igniting sparks in the mountains of western Hunan. When the horseshoes of the Red Flame Army crushed the copper locks of the state army, and when Mr. Huang of Bianjing City extended his big hand to the Red Flame Army, Bian Er carried the hope of the people of Kutuo Mountain and transformed from a farmer who was hoeing to a revolutionary warrior. He hid sparks in the bamboo strips transporting salt and passed on the fire under the costumes of the troupe. In the past ten years, the wild rhododendrons of Kutuo Mountain have bloomed all over the banks of the Xiangjiang River, and the figure who always wipes the rusty plow on moonlit nights will eventually become the thunder that tears apart the Iron Curtain of the old world.
Give yourself some encouragement first [laughs]