The Great Song Dynasty: High Martial Arts

Cao Huan, a PhD in history, died suddenly after working through the night. When he opened his eyes, the calendar had become the year 1120 AD, the first year of the Xuanhe era under the Northern Song. At this moment, the Great Song dynasty was tottering amid storms. To the north, the thirty-six bandits of Song Jiang roamed and gathered followers. To the south, Fang La and a hundred generals had risen in rebellion. The newly emerged Jurchens watched like tigers, ready at any moment to swallow the Central Plains whole. The emperor and officials of the Great Song remained muddleheaded, absorbed in song and dance, utterly unaware that the imperial ancestral temple was about to collapse before their very eyes. Considering the responsibilities of a Great Song transmigrator, Cao Huan was filled with lofty ambitions. He had already prepared himself for a wonderful life as a literary copyist, leading a yellow hound in his left hand and a goshawk in his right, laughing that the Three Sus were inferior in literary talent, sighing that the Two Huangs were slightly lacking in poetic flair, marching north, crushing the Liao and Jin, receiving a marquisate and high office, and enjoying a household full of wives and concubines. Yet when he saw Han Shizhong rise into the air amid the Great Song battle formation and smash a Jurchen catapult with one punch, Cao Huan fell into deep thought. This Great Song seemed to be somewhat different... [All historical figures and events are fictional]