In 1950, under the gunfire of Tibetan capital, Shen Kang was reborn and returned.
The army suppressed the territory and the organization lost contact. There were only two paths before him: resist until death, or surrender.
Shen Kang chose the third path - giving the marching order in the smoke of gunpowder, leading a lone army of 50,000 people across the snowy plateau and heading straight for his third brother's home.
At that time, it had only been three years since the founding of the People's Republic of China: the mountains in the Northeast were divided, there were many feudal states, and the ruins after the earthquake were full of armed forces. And Shen Kang came with seventy years of memories from later generations.
"Don't you like the 'forward policy'? Well, I'll go first this time."
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