Dominant Warlord's Court
A special forces soldier is transported to the turbulent era of the Eastern Jin, starting out as a humble subordinate. Step by step, he rises against all odds to become a powerful minister in the ruli
Opening poem:
A Youth's Journey
A moon over the land of gods, ten years of lanterns in rivers and lakes;
Brewing wine in a scholar's robe, trimming candles, a blushing beauty concealed.
Sword in hand, the distant Wu mountains; departing one's homeland, the cold waters of Yi.
Soft, red sorrows stretch for miles, how many autumns atop the northern Maang.
A military transport plane circled in the sky, its cargo door opened, and special forces soldier He Yu leaped out. Seconds later, with a loud "bang," his parachute deployed smoothly overhead. As He Yu descended, he contemplated his next tactical move.
Suddenly, about a hundred meters ahead in the air, a white light appeared. The point was blindingly bright, radiating intense white light, spinning and expanding at incredible speed, and in an instant, a colossal white vortex formed. An irresistible force pulled from the vortex's center, leaving no room for resistance. Before He Yu could even cry out, his whole body was swept toward the vortex like a leaf, falling inward.
...
He didn’t know how much time had passed before he slowly regained consciousness, finding himself lying face-down in a snowy field. He looked up—an expanse of grey sky, biting winds like knives, heavy snow fluttering down.
"Where am I?"
"Am I dead?"
"It was summer when I parachuted, how is there snow now?"
He Yu recalled the strange white vortex, questions swirling in his mind. Checking his body, he found all his gear and clothi