In his previous life, Jiang Chen was a graduate student in history at a top-tier university, specializing in the social structures of ancient nomadic peoples. He had written half his thesis when he dropped dead at his computer.
In this life, he transmigrates to the weakest tribe on the grasslands
Ninety-nine tattered felt tents, three hundred starving warriors, five hundred tribespeople waiting to die, a father unconscious with a broken arm, and a left leg shattered in a fall.
Things couldn’t be worse.
To survive, the sixteen-year-old, lame young lord leads his entire tribe south to the border of Great Xia.
The Jurchen army bears down on them. They give him three months to see what kind of trouble a broken little tribe can make.
But three months later
The fortress wagons Jiang Chen builds are impervious to enemy attacks, his soldiers can each take on ten men, and his schemes set the two largest tribes on the grasslands against each other.
His military reports are so clear and well organized that even the Emperor of Great Xia praises him as “a born general.”
He wins battles against overwhelming odds, earning the name “White Wolf of the Grasslands” from the people of the borderlands.
But the court has far greater plans for him.
One day, the Governor of Yunzhong summons him to a secret chamber, spreads out a sheepskin map, and points to the capital in the south.
“Li Mi has given the order: march south and seize the dragon.”
Not a real dragon, but the man sitting on the Dragon Throne.
