On his wedding day, Chen Zhao transmigrates into the body of a down-and-out heir. At the wedding hall, two women fight over him, and before he can even react, an imperial decree arrives, ostensibly to honor him but really to send him to Blackstone Fort, a place from which no one returns. He has only fifty useless men at his command, and the princes at court all see him as a disposable pawn. What they do not know is that he has brought modern knowledge with him, and that the ghost of a fallen empress resides within him. When the nomadic horsemen trample the prosperous age into ruin, Chen Zhao draws his sword in defiance of certain death. “You all want me dead? Fine. I’ll flip the board and make sure none of you survive!”
