In the winter of 1848, the cold wind in the French Concession in Shanghai carried the smell of blood. The 18-year-old time travel boy Chen Ergou (later named Chen Qinian) and his only friend He Zhirong struggled to survive in this hell where foreigners shot Chinese people wantonly and traitors knelt down as slaves. He used modern knowledge to make fertilizers and weapons, carried live ants from the docks, and counterattacked to become a commercial giant that stirred up Shanghai; he formed a new type of army, tempered his skills in the flames of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, rose up in the melee of warlords, and finally became a powerful warlord in charge of several provinces in East China. When the foreign flags in the concession fell in the gunfire, and when the heads of traitors were hung high on the city gates, this young man who once had no food to eat stood on the bank of the Huangpu River, with millions of iron-blooded soldiers behind him, and thousands of miles of beautiful rivers and mountains in front of him - "Anyone who offends our country will be punished no matter how far away!"
