The Iron-Blooded Soul-Tempering Beacon of Anti-Japanese War

The Lin family in Cangzhou is known for its scholarly and martial arts. Lin Xuan, the fifth young master, squatted under the wall to fight crickets and won ten yuan. He returned home with his trouser legs stained with mud. Grandpa slapped the newspaper on the table, and the words "North China Crisis" were printed glaringly. What he said was written in those books that you couldn't read has come true. As soon as a cannon was fired at Marco Polo Bridge, his grandfather sent him south to Huangpu and stuffed the key to the through-arm boxing into his baggage: the Lin family's fists were never meant to bully others. On the first night in Songhu, when the cannonballs fell, he realized that the textbook had never taught him how to tremble. In the Luodian Blood and Flesh Mill, Qiulan stretched out her arm and said, "Pump me." Outside Baoshan City, all 600 people from Yao Ziqing's camp died for their country. When the flag at the top of the city fell, he broke a tooth. The eldest brother spent all his family wealth to provide moral weapons, the second brother maneuvered in officialdom to ensure supplies, the third brother became a traitor in Tianjin, the fourth sister sneaked into the military command to lick blood, and the sixth sister wrote slogans in a cave dwelling in Yan'an. The family of seven dispersed as they walked. Some were standing under the same flag, while others were separated by an invisible line. On the night when Nanjing was destroyed, Zhu Zhu ran back with his iron box in his arms, covered in blood. He handed over the box: "Master, this thing can seek justice for us." The hatchet with the word "stone" engraved on it was stuck in the mud, and the handle was full of blood. After eight years of war, a piece of iron is tempered into a knife. Wanjialing, Shanggao, Changde, Xuefengshan - he fought the last battle without cheering and sat alone until dawn. Later, he rejected the solicitation's personal letter and went to Hong Kong. Qiulan stood beside him. The wind was blowing from the north. He looked in that direction and said: "Sooner or later, I will go back."