Beacon Fire in Central and South

[Hot-blooded battle + hard-core military + tearful brotherhood] A flag was planted from the white mountains and black waters to the ends of the earth; a group of people laid the foundation for New China with their flesh and blood. My name is Zhao Dashan, and I am a rough man. After a flat start, because of his disobedience to military orders, he was beaten from the head of the main regiment to the bottom and sent to the newly formed "Beggars Independent Regiment". Others laugh at me for being reckless, but I only know: If you don't risk your life to fight the Japanese, your life will play with you. But the real war is far more cruel than I thought. From the Taihang Mountains to the snowy plains of Northeast China, from the bloody battle in Siping to the city walls of Jinzhou, the soldiers I led died one after another. Until Liu Sanxi, the cook who always loved to tell jokes, put the last half of the blood-stained candy into the hands of the recruits, and he froze to death on a mountaintop in North Korea at minus 40 degrees Celsius while humming Shandong Kuaishu off-key. I realized that our generation is fighting not to be heroes, but to prevent future generations from having to be heroes. [This is an iron-blooded journey across the territory of China] Not many of us have read books and can't read all the words on a map. But we can clearly recognize the land under our feet, and we can distinguish who is a relative and who is a wolf. We fought the toughest battles with the simplest weapons; we defended the most beautiful country with the simplest principles. If victory must be sealed with flesh and blood, then—— From Taihang Mountain to Changjin Lake, this beacon fire is the most tragic answer we leave to this world. (This book is strictly based on the battle history of the Fourth Field Army. It is true to both major and trivial matters, recreating the magnificent events from the liberation of the entire Northeast to sweeping Central and South China.)