One Man, One Sword: I Guarded a Lonely City for Seventy Years

A lone fortress in the vast desert, faded battle standards, grizzled white hair, bloodstained tassels... Song Yun transmigrated to a frontier garrison in another world. Taken in by the veterans, he became the only young man in the city. The enemy laid siege to the city. Three thousand veterans, cut off from all support, fought to the death. Song Yun picked up a bronze sword and became the last defender of the Anxi garrison. One man, one sword, defending a lonely fortress. Alone, he held back a million soldiers. Thus began the legend of the White-Robed Sword Emperor. For seventy years, famed commanders emerged in every nation, their elite troops as numerous as the clouds. Army after army marched to the walls of Anxi, only to meet a bitter defeat. Let no famed strategist or great general grow arrogant: when they see the white robes, a thousand armies flee!