Wei Level Plateau

Poverty is alive, bloody, and merciless. The yellow land is tough, positive, and tempered. Although the house is cold and leaking, the heart is broken, and the curse of survival is always roaring, the wind and rain are blowing. The orchids in the clouds wiped away their tears, the Jianguo State roared in the frosty night, the cynical Jianguo Army was wrapped in destiny, and the vigorously growing military nation shouted fearlessly, and faced the hardships of life amidst the bitterness and excellence, and moved forward bravely. Zeng Guofan said, "The way of a gentleman is to know one's fate as the first priority." Everyone has their own mission, and every generation has its destiny. The prosperity in front of us cannot heal the hidden, deep blood, tears, love and hatred behind...