"Brothers, it's easy to die, but it's hard to keep you alive!"
Lu Cheng took the system back to Lunan's flesh and blood mill, changed his fate against fate, and rescued the Sichuan army's fire who was supposed to die for his country.
From rags and rags, armed with broken barracks made in Hanyang, to heavily armored divisions with tanks and infantry and artillery on their feet. He led this group of veterans to fight through the Taihang Mountains, across the Yalu River, and used enemy artillery shells to see off their fallen brothers.
Looking back at the bank of the Yalu River, he stroked the blood-stained military emblem: Old Huang, look at Zhuzhu, the great powers in this prosperous age no longer dare to bully me, China!
