The novel mainly tells that Joey was originally a pony working in the country, and he and the little boy Albert had known each other since childhood. But because of the war, Joey was bought into the battlefield by Albert's father, and Joey became a majestic horse. Because of its outstanding performance, it won everyone's love, but its new owner, Captain Nichols, died. Joey's army lost in the battle, but escaped because it was captured by the Germans, thanks to the careful care of the little girl Emily and her grandfather. Later, Joey was used by artillery as a physical horse to transport weapons. A battle made Joey escape to the "no man's land" far from the war, where he met his old friend Albert. But Joey hurt his leg, got tetanus and was dying. Albert had to ask Major Martin to cure it. After Joey recovered, the war was over. Major Martin made an amazing decision: auction off all the horses! Just then, Emily's grandfather arrived in time, spent a huge sum of money to buy Joey and returned it to Albert at a low price. Their two good friends returned to the countryside and started a new life.
In the novel, when the two armies are at war, Joy bravely moves forward, and neither the mud splashed by bullets nor the stones raised by artillery can stop it from moving forward. When the artillery roared like a devil, it galloped on the battlefield with bullets, jumped over barbed wire and traps and rushed to enemy positions. Its brave and fearless spirit has made it a brilliant victory and excellent record, and it has also won the recognition and appreciation of its comrades. War is cruel. It took the lives of many of Joey's friends and put them to rest in the motherland. Although the peace returns and the sun covers the earth again, Joey will never forget the scene of the war, the people who suffered in the war. ...
Think about it carefully, war happens in our lives: the national civil war, terrorists blowing up buildings ... People in the war not only have to bear the environment of war and smoke, but also bear the grief of losing their loved ones and live in the fear of not being able to eat or sleep. How strong their desire for peace is! I can't bear to think about it any more. Look at pigeons flying in the blue sky. I hope they can fly to the war zone and bring permanent peace and beauty there!