Thousands of miles south of the Yangtze River, the rice waves turn yellow, which is the peaceful fireworks in the world every year.
In the twenty-sixth year of the Republic of China, the smoke of war crossed the river and the iron hoof destroyed the countryside. Lin Yanqiu, a nineteen-year-old farm boy, put down his sickle and smoke, and hurriedly stepped into the beacon sky with ordinary fireworks expectations.
He has no system and no aura. He is afraid of life and death and loves his hometown. He is never a born hero.
But in troubled times, there is no way out, and there are no idle people in the mountains and rivers.
He witnessed the army being routed across the field, saw his bones buried in his robe, and endured the desperate situation of hell. A commoner from Jiangnan grew up in a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. I have seen the cruelty of war and the struggle of human nature, and my comrades fell on the battlefield one by one.
There are no miracles of victory, just ordinary people struggling to survive under fire. With mortal flesh and blood, he clings to the broken rivers and mountains.
The beacon fire burned away the old dreams of Jiangnan,
Unknown commoners support a country thousands of miles away.
[This book is realistic about the Anti-Japanese War, without cheating. It focuses on the struggle and growth of ordinary people. The war is cruel, so read with caution if you don't like it]
