Bright Sword: the Mud-Legged Man in the Dabie Mountains Reaches the Founding General of the People's Republic of China

1927, Dabie Mountains, jute area. The scorching sun roasted the earth like poisonous fire, and the cracked yellow soil was so dry that it smoked. "Li Yunlong! You borrowed three bushels of sorghum from Mr. Huang, and today you have to pay back ten bushels of sorghum with interest! If you can't get the grain, just sell your child bride, Wang Mei, to a brothel to pay off the debt!" Bang! Wang Mazi, the loser of the landlord's armed regiment defense bureau, kicked Li Yunlong hard in the chest. Li Yunlong groaned and threw his whole body against the broken bamboo basket behind him. The bamboo thorns pierced his back, and the blood instantly stained the patched coarse cloth gown red.