Samsara Sword God: I Carry My Sword Through the Past and Present

The first year of Guangde, 763 AD. The dust of the Anshi Rebellion has begun to settle, and the Hexi Corridor has been completely cut off. Thousands of miles away from the Western Region, the Anxi Protectorate became the abandoned son of Guxuanjue Region. Reinforcements from the Central Plains were cut off, and there was no news from the court. Only generations of military households and border guards were left, holding on to the country's gates without taking a step back. Xiao Lie, the third generation descendant of the army in Anxi. My father had been guarding the border for more than forty years. He had fought in more than a hundred battles, big and small, and was covered in blood and hard work. However, because there was no help at the bottom, all his military achievements were intercepted by the superiors. He was never promoted in his life and returned home to work in the fields. All of his practical skills in close relations and his iron-blooded passion for protecting the land and the people were passed down to his son, but none of his official status and preferential treatment were retained. A young man is drafted into the army, starting from the lowest level as an ordinary garrison soldier. In troubled times, at the border, there is blood wherever you land. He stepped into Anxi's most elite veteran life-catching team-four people...