High Cool Iron Blood

In the twenty-sixth year of the Republic of China, the Jianjiang River flowed quietly through the Gaoliang land. Liang Shoucheng, a young farmer from Nantang, Gaozhou, wearing a bamboo hat and straw sandals, bid farewell to his relatives in his hometown and followed the Guangdong army thousands of miles north. The artillery fire in Songhu, the crisis in Jinling, the mountains and forests of Wanjialing, and the beacon smoke in northern Guangdong - a group of ordinary Lingnan children from Maoming, with simple equipment, resisted the iron hoof of the Japanese invaders with their flesh and blood bodies. There is no magic trick, only an inch of mountains and rivers and an inch of blood, recording the family, country and sacrifice of ordinary soldiers.