Han Blood: Breaking the Enemy’s Vanguard

In the sixth year of Zhongping, the Han Empire is on the verge of collapse, and the northern winds howl red with blood.

There is no all-knowing transmigrator, nor any golden finger appearing out of nowhere. On the borderlands of Bingzhou, where life is worth less than grass, there are only frozen corpses and corrupt officials and powerful families who have drained their soldiers dry.

Chen Ting, a twenty-two-year-old frontier commander of a hundred men, faces a desperate situation with no chance of survival and defiantly draws his battered ring-pommel saber.

What use is Confucian benevolence and righteousness? What use are the rules of the great clans?

He cleaves his superior in two right in the street, crushes the fortified estates of the great clans, and traps two thousand northern tribesmen in a walled city until they suffocate! With mountains of bones beneath his feet, Chen Ting uses his brutal methods and sharp political instincts to settle the first account of the chaos with one blood-soaked head after another.

“If taking one step back means plunging into an abyss, then I’ll lead this pack of northern frontier dogs and carve a new law for the realm with our blades!”