A weary historian dies and finds himself in a different world awakened in a life as the notorious young Duke of a southern state. His nation is weakened, his army underfed, and his neighbors revolve around his lands menacingly. No one believes his land is going to hold out until winter.

But this newfound duke is no naive simpleton his enemies recollect. He carries with him the experience of centuries of war and empire, of starting and ending monarchies. From Caesar to Napoleon, from the Mongols to world wars, he has learned from each of them—and his strategy is to make history his very own arms.

He organizes his smashed levies into well-trained formations, rebuilds his castles, and turns his villages into supply centers. Where others see defeat, he senses opportunity. As he triumphs, rumors spread: of a pennant red as winter snow that shall not go to ground, of a bloody duke who writes his name in gore and flame.

Is he a savior who's constructing a new empire, or a tyrant who's going to bring the world to endless war?

He moved even quicker than Justinian, his jade blade catching the wretch's claws as it tried to cleave at her.


Jiang Chen grunted, struggling to push it back.


Justinian swung at its side, causing the massive creature to back off and growl in pain.


Two swordsmen, one opponent, and a girl who was currently trying to save a soul.


The wretch spoke telepathically, its words directly invading their minds. 


Jiang Chen sheathed his sword, then lunged at the creature, and the moment he got close enough, he immediately swung it at lightning speed, catching the creature by surprise as he managed to cut a claw loose.


But the wretch was no slough either, attacking back with its massive horned head as it brutally smashed through his ribcage.


Jiang Chen flew past Justinian, and the sound of him crashing into a stone rock was audibly heard.


Chapter 126 - Bloody Murder (3)