This is a tale of the suffering endured by the laborers who built the fortifications, a lament sung for the workers. More than eighty years ago, the Japanese Kwantung Army built over a hundred kilometers of fortifications in Dongning. There is no doubt that these fortifications were raised upon the bones of laborers.
With vivid, solid prose, the author leads readers into fortifications marked by the invaders' crimes, where they can hear the sorrowful cries flowing with the suffering-laden waters of the Hubutu River. In those days of profound misery, beneath the crushing weight of death, humanity's darkness and the strangeness of its moments of confusion emerge like blood-red ripples, shaking every reader to the core.
