Fenghuo Taihang

In 1938, North China fell. The iron hooves of the Japanese invaders broke through the tranquility at the foot of the Taihang Mountains. Shibao Village was reduced to scorched earth in blood and fire. Orion Zhao Dashan, his family was ruined, and only the flame of revenge and the nostalgia for his homeland remained in his heart. Student Lin Xiuqin, bearing the hatred of her country and family, uses her pen as a gun to find a way to save the nation and survive in the smoke of gunfire. The stonemason Zhang Tiechui, whose hands are used to hammering and chiseling, vowed to smash the invaders' cage. Under the leadership of the Political Commissar of the Eighth Route Army, they awakened together with countless ordinary villagers. Without tanks and heavy artillery, infinite wisdom was used as the blade: the criss-crossing tunnels became a maze for burying the enemy, homemade stone mines roared in the mountains, and cold shots made it difficult for the Japanese to move forward. They used the Taihang Green Mountains as their spine, national integrity as their soul, and used the most primitive weapons and the firmest beliefs to build an indestructible Great Wall of flesh and blood.