At eighteen, Zhao Dahe was dragged up a mountain.
Not to live like a young master, but to be a “brat,” the lowest kind of laborer in a bandit stronghold. Carrying guns, chopping wood, taking bullets for others.
The bandit chief, Liu Dayan, said, “There's something in your eyes, kid.”
That year, in the stronghold, Zhao Dahe held his first gun.
He didn't understand any grand principles. He knew only one thing:
Survive.
Every step from bandit brat to powerful warlord was paid for in blood and tears.
This isn't a wish-fulfillment story. It's the story of one man carving a path through a world that devours the weak.
Author, the title and introduction of your book are a bit misleading. Please change the title. The title of your book is misleading. According to the qualifications of the protagonist, it is impossible for him to be a marshal and a commander of a military region. The Anti-Japanese War is over, and he is still the commander of a regiment. Moreover, he did not make much contribution to the defeat of Japan. After the founding of the People's Republic of China, it is impossible to judge a marshal and he cannot be the commander of a military region.
Easy to write and suitable for taste, great!
Good, good, good, good, good
Do you use AI to write introductions now?