The Amorous Healer [Complete] - 5

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Chapter 64 Yicheng Pinggu (Part 1)

"Duo Mei..." Ge Xiaoyao's shouts echoed through the mountain gorge, only to be drowned out by the roar of the waterfall.

Ge Xiaoyao shouted until his throat was hoarse, but received no response from Duo Mei. He slumped to the ground, dejected, burying his face in his hands in deep thought.

"Why? Why are all the women I love so ill-fated?"

"Ah..." A loud, harsh bird cry rang out, and Ge Xiaoyao looked up. A black dot was flying towards him from the horizon.

"A white-headed eagle!" Ge Xiaoyao was overjoyed; a glimmer of hope rose in his heart. Perhaps Duo Mei had woken up and was riding the eagle for a ride.

The white-headed eagle drew closer, shattering Ge Xiaoyao's illusions. Apart from the large bag of "radishes," the massive eagle's back remained empty.

"White-headed eagle, have you seen Duo Mei?" Ge Xiaoyao asked absentmindedly. He knew it was futile; how could the white-headed eagle answer him?

The bald eagle let out another hoarse cry, looked up at the sky, and flapped its wings incessantly. Ge Xiaoyao looked in the direction it was looking and saw an eagle circling there.

"An eagle?" Ge Xiaoyao asked in confusion, then suddenly remembered a name with the same meaning—"Oriole." Could it be...?

"Great eagle, you mean Oriole?" The bald eagle nodded and flapped its wings a few more times. Ge Xiaoyao thought for a moment and said, "Flew away?"

The bald eagle nodded again. Ge Xiaoyao finally understood; Oriole had taken Duo Mei away. However, his heart turned cold. If he hadn't witnessed Oriole's change with his own eyes, he wouldn't have worried.

But now, he couldn't help but worry about Duo Mei's situation. "Oriole, if you dare to lay a finger on Duo Mei, I, Ge Xiaoyao, will tear you apart!" Ge Xiaoyao said hatefully.

A cold wind swept by, and Yin San's voice rang out, "Boss, what happened?"

Ge Xiaoyao shook his head expressionlessly, and after a long while, said, "Xiao San, let's go back!"

Yin San then said, "Boss, the brothers in the army are almost at their limit, that miasma is too strong!"

Ge Xiaoyao had already mounted the eagle's back and said heavily, "Go!"

The army was in chaos.

All the able-bodied soldiers began to busy themselves, as there were fewer than a few hundred left. Ge Xiaoyao returned, riding a rare white-headed giant eagle, with a large pile of thick radishes on its back. Could these be the herbs to dispel the miasma?

Ge Xiaoyao silently locked himself in the central command tent, and after a while, he issued two orders: first, to boil the radishes into soup and distribute it to all the soldiers; second, that no one was allowed to enter the central command tent to disturb him without his order.

Military orders were absolute. One by one, the large cooking pots were set up again, and soldiers busied themselves chopping wood and starting fires. Everywhere was a scene of bustling activity, except for the central command tent, which was deserted except for four guards. No one knew what Ge Xiaoyao was doing there.

The white-headed eagle, however, seemed to enjoy the camp, flitting its wings as it passed between tents, occasionally fanning the fire in the pots of simmering radishes.

The soldiers remained silent, quietly busy with their tasks. Although they longed to approach the eagle, none dared to, for it was brought back by their commander, Ge Xiaoyao, and its rank seemed to be above that of Ming Xian, Han Biao, and several other guards.

Miracles seemed to happen to Ge Xiaoyao. Pots of radish soup were distributed to all the soldiers afflicted by the miasma, and their previously weak bodies suddenly became much stronger, although many suffered nosebleeds.

Three days later, Ge Xiaoyao emerged from the central command tent, his face etched with exhaustion. He summoned the physicians, handed them a prescription listing over a dozen herbs, and uttered only one sentence: "Gather herbs to cure the miasma!" He then returned to his tent, leaving the physicians speechless.

"We're saved!" someone shouted, and the entire Angry Lion Army camp erupted in cheers.

After the herbs were gathered and distributed, a full day and night passed before Ge Xiaoyao finally emerged from his tent, noticeably better. Heaven knows how many erotic dreams and nightmares he had during that day and night!

The army continued its march. Three days later, they reached their destination—outside Pinggu City.

In Dongyi, there was a mountain peak that resembled a naked woman sleeping soundly, hence its name, Dream Maiden Peak. Dream Maiden Peak was surrounded by a vast forest, where the trees grew in pairs, like lovers embracing, thus earning it the poetic name—Secluded Affection Forest.

Pinggu City, surrounded by mountains on three sides and blocked by a river on the other, boasts a treacherous terrain. Miasma lingers in the distance, and the raging river flows nearby. The city is also home to fierce generals. The three passes are impregnable. This is now the front line of the Shang army's campaign against the Eastern Yi, because apart from Ge Xiaoyao's Angry Lion Army, no other army has been able to break through the layers of deadly miasma to reach the city.

From here, the white walls of Pinggu are visible. Even Ge Xiaoyao couldn't help but marvel at the sheer size of the city, likely housing hundreds of thousands of people.

A river separates them, yet feels like a thousand miles. Ge Xiaoyao sets up camp by the river, not to consider how to attack the city, but to address another problem.

He increasingly feels that he is sinking deeper and deeper into a massive trap.

"Damn, how ruthless!" Ge Xiaoyao cursed. With his mere five thousand or so defeated soldiers, to conquer a city of hundreds of thousands—even if it weren't a joke—Ge Xiaoyao would first have to become a god.

Moreover, the attacks along the way, the wounded soldiers, and the miasma—each one could be fatal.

"Who could it be?" Ge Xiaoyao thought again of the explanation given by Wei Yingguang, the military officer escorting the supplies. He must have offended someone in the court.

He couldn't think of anyone with such power! But regardless, that person was still far away in Chaoge, and Ge Xiaoyao had already walked into his carefully laid trap. Retreating meant death, advancing meant death, and defending meant certain death as well. The people in that White City, armed with swords and spears, wouldn't stand idly by while he camped there; how could they allow someone else to sleep peacefully beside their bed?!

"How do we attack? General!" Ming Xian shouted roughly from inside the central tent.

"Attack!" Ge Xiaoyao replied, his voice resolute and unquestionable. "Attack what?" His next question, however, caused the guards, whose hearts had trembled, to burst into silent laughter.

Everyone understood that with his few thousand men, let alone attacking Pinggu, they probably wouldn't even be able to cross this river before being wiped out.

For a moment, the tent was deathly silent; you could hear a pin drop.

The guards remained silent for a long time before Han Biao finally spoke: "General, Pinggu is heavily fortified; our Angry Lion Army alone absolutely cannot take it!"

"Damn! At least one of them isn't an idiot!" Ge Xiaoyao nodded, but didn't answer him. He turned to the guards and

asked, "Does anyone have another idea?" The guards remained silent, except for Ming Xian, who muttered, "Fight or not, what's the point of having an idea!"

To be honest, Ming Xian wasn't unaware that their Angry Lion Army couldn't take Pinggu, but that was their nature—they'd fight even if they couldn't win, and anyone could fight to the death!

Unfortunately, his commander didn't think that way. Ge Xiaoyao's plan was to take the city without losing any of his own forces and also gain some benefits. Who is Ge Xiaoyao? He's used to taking advantage; he'd rather die than suffer a loss! Besides, he's already suffered a loss.

"School Guard Zeng Yi, listen to my command!" Ge Xiaoyao said in a low voice.

"Zeng Yi is here!"

"Immediately dispatch all the fast soldiers to contact the other merchant armies immediately—Tiger Might, Tiger Ben, Tiger Fierce—whoever you can contact, bring them here!"

"Yes, General!" Zeng Yi replied. He touched his nose, seemingly understanding Ge Xiaoyao's intention.

"Han Biao, the Central Army Commander, listen to my command!" Ge Xiaoyao added.

"Han Biao is here!" "

Set up camp by the river, do plenty of fortifications, and prepare plenty of arrows and crossbows. No one is allowed to engage in battle without my order!"

"Yes, General!" Han Biao replied.

"Jian Li, the Commander, listen to my command!"

"Here, General!"

"Make ten copies of that prescription and give them to the liaison soldiers to deliver to each army. At the same time, write letters in my name to the generals of each army, saying that we are to surround Pinggu and bring our troops here immediately!"

"Yes, General!" Jian Li replied.

With everything arranged, more than a hundred liaison soldiers left the camp with the prescription for treating miasma and Ge Xiaoyao's letter.

What followed was a long wait! Ge Xiaoyao stood by the rolling river, lost in thought.

"The mighty Yangtze flows eastward, its waves washing away countless heroes of the past..." "The great river flows eastward, its waves washing away countless heroes of the past. Thinking back to Gong Jin in his prime, and Xiao Qiao newly married..."

"Damn it! What am I anyway! Damn it..." Ge Xiaoyao chuckled, picked up a large rock and threw it into the water, splashing up a spray of water.

"Duo Mei! Where are you?" Ge Xiaoyao wasn't interested in the world, only in beautiful women. And they had to be beautiful women he felt something for, like Chu Yu, Yan Qiang, Xiao Yao, Duo Mei...

To the west of Pingyu City, there was a mountain peak that resembled a sleeping naked woman, called Dream Maiden Peak. Around Dream Maiden Peak was a secluded forest, and on Dream Maiden Peak stood a tall and magnificent building. This was the location of the Yi tribe's witchcraft sect.

"Duo Mei, you have disappointed me greatly..." On the soft couch, a middle-aged woman dressed in light gauze said with a sigh.

"Elder, please spare the Holy Maiden!" Ying Nu said.

"Holy Maiden?" The middle-aged woman shook her head, a cold glint flashing across her beautiful face. She shifted her jade-like legs slightly; though old, her long, slender legs remained supple and dazzlingly white. "No, she is no longer the Holy Maiden!"

"This..." A barely perceptible smile flickered in Ying'er's eyes, but she said, "Please, Elder, forgive the Holy Maiden this time!"

Kneeling on the ground, Duo Mei remained naked, her snow-white, delicate body trembling slightly. She lowered her head, biting her lip, remaining silent.

"Ying'er, from today onwards, you are the new Holy Maiden of our Holy Sect!" the middle-aged woman suddenly said.

Before Ying'er could react, she continued, "Duo Mei, are you convinced?"

Duo Mei remained silent.

The middle-aged woman sighed, saying, "Ying'er, now that you have obtained the Holy Demon Power, you are the Holy Maiden of our sect. You must never be like Duo Mei..." She finally stopped speaking, for Duo Mei's shoulders trembled twice, and two clear tears fell to the ground.

Chapter 65 Yicheng Pinggu (Part 2)

"Duo Mei, you have ruined the Holy Church's affairs and deserve to die!" the middle-aged woman said.

Ying'er pleaded, "Elder, please spare the Holy Maiden this time, considering her years of dedication to the Holy Church!"

The middle-aged woman said, "You know that the power of the Holy Demon only appears once every hundred years, and it is related to the rise and fall of the Holy Church. If it weren't for your courageous act this time, our Holy Church's thousand-year foundation would probably have been destroyed in her hands!"

"Elder!" Ying'er cried out.

The middle-aged woman hesitated for a moment, then sighed, "Since that's the case, she can be spared the death penalty, but she must endure forty-nine days of being bitten by thousands of mosquitoes and ants on Hundred Herbs Cliff, and then reflect on her mistakes in Hundred Herbs Cave for three years!"

"This..." Ying'er wanted to plead, but seeing the middle-aged woman's resolute eyes, she swallowed her words back. "Thank you for your mercy, Elder!" The

middle-aged woman leaned lazily against the brocade pillow. "Go!"

Two nuns came to help Duo Mei. She didn't say a word, only biting her lip, letting the two nuns carry her out.

Hundred Herbs Cliff, located behind the Holy Church's main hall, is also the back cliff of Dream Maiden Peak. It is named Hundred Herbs Cliff because it is covered with a hundred kinds of herbs. With

abundant herbs and numerous mosquitoes and ants, it is unknown who invented this cruel torture of being bitten by thousands of mosquitoes and ants to punish nuns who had made mistakes.

Domei was bound naked to the Hundred Herbs Cliff. She gazed at the bottomless abyss and slowly closed her eyes. "Chu Tian, where are you?"

"Holy Maiden..." Ying'er said.

Domei opened her eyes and said, "Thank you, Ying'er!"

Ying'er said to the two nuns, "You two go back now. I'll talk to the Holy Maiden for a while longer!"

After the two nuns left, Ying'er's face suddenly turned cold and stern. "Domei, you didn't expect this, did you... that you'd have this day!"

"Ying'er, you..." Domei was shocked. She never expected that her sister, with whom she had always been as close as a sister, would suddenly change like this.

Yingnu burst into wild laughter, "You must be wondering why I'm like this!" She sneered, "All along, you've been the saintess, and I've been a maid. Why are you always superior to me? Because of what? Just because your face is prettier than mine, and your figure is better? Haha... What else? In what way am I, Ying'er, inferior to you! Let me tell you, Duomei, today Heaven has favored me, granting me the power of the Holy Demon. From now on, I am your master!"

"Ying'er, what exactly happened in that brothel? No, you couldn't have!" Duomei murmured.

"There's nothing you can't do! Everything you have should belong to me! Haha... Status, power, magic, and men..." she said bitterly, "Lin Chutian, why do you only like you and not me... It's because you're a saintess, you're noble, and I'm a maid, I'm lowly! Haha... What is his noble saintess doing now? He probably never will!"

Two lines of clear tears flowed from Duomei's eyes as she pleaded, "Ying'er, you can take everything I have, just please don't hurt Chutian, okay?"

"Chutian?" Yingnu snorted coldly, "What an intimate way to address him!" She burst into wild laughter again, "Chutian, Chutian... Of course I won't hurt him, I'll take care of him, I'll make him willingly become my slave, like a little tiger or a little leopard... Haha..."

"You... you're bewitched!" Duomei struggled, but the ropes were tied very tightly, clinging to her skin, and every movement caused excruciating pain. "Let me go! I'm going to find the Grand Elder; she'll definitely have a way to save you!"

"Haha... I'm not possessed by a demon; you're the one who's possessed, Duo Mei!" Ying Nu said. "What's so great about that kid Lin Chutian... that you've protected him time and time again?"

Duo Mei was speechless.

"You can think about it here..." Ying Nu laughed and strode away.

As night fell, swarms of mosquitoes and ants attacked, and Duo Mei closed her eyes in terror. This torture of being bitten by thousands of mosquitoes and ants meant that, apart from being fed water and food regularly and having her wounds treated, she was left to be bitten by these mosquitoes and ants all the time. The pain was unbearable, and many people couldn't endure it before the torture was over. The milder cases were covered in wounds, while the severe cases were drained dry, and some even bit their tongues and committed suicide.

"Reporting to the General, the Tiger Might Army, the Tiger Ben Army, and the Tiger Fierce Army have all set off and will arrive here soon!" Zeng Yi reported.

In the central command tent, Ge Xiaoyao slammed his fist on the table and stood up. "Good! How many people have come in total?"

Zeng Yi replied, "According to the reports from the messengers, the three armies combined number around two hundred thousand! Moreover, there's also an expeditionary force responsible for transporting supplies, whose general is said to have met you once before, named Ying Guang!"

"Damn! This is fantastic! This time I'll give them a taste of their own medicine at Pinggu... Hahaha..."

These past few days, Ge Xiaoyao had been anxiously awaiting news from his soldiers while simultaneously ordering increased defenses, felling trees to build boats, and preparing to cross the river and launch a direct attack on Pinggu.

The entire camp was a hive of activity, except for the giant white-headed eagle, which seemed to have nothing to do, wandering around like a

general, occasionally letting out a hoarse cry. Ge Xiaoyao had even ridden it on a reconnaissance mission over Pinggu, discovering that the city's commander was indeed extraordinary, defending the entire city like an iron barrel. Taking him down would require a considerable effort from the 200,000-strong Shang army.

Ge Xiaoyao's first encounter with him occurred that very night.

Numerous bonfires were lit, and everyone except the patrolling soldiers was asleep. Ge Xiaoyao, exhausted, had also gone to bed early.

"The enemy is attacking the camp!" a shout rang out, startling everyone and causing chaos in the camp.

Ge Xiaoyao scrambled to his feet, feeling a chill run through him. Yin San's voice rang out: "Boss, don't panic, only a three-hundred-man suicide squad has arrived!"

"Damn! A three-hundred-man suicide squad is enough to kill three thousand of my men!" Ge Xiaoyao hurriedly donned his armor and rushed out of the tent. He saw chaos in the camp; the suicide squad that had launched the night raid was clearly well-trained. Each man carried a torch and set fires with the wind at their backs. They didn't linger when they encountered the Shang army, retreating after a brief encounter.

Ge Xiaoyao killed two Yi soldiers but captured a middle-aged Yi man dressed in black with a steady gait.

Based on Ge Xiaoyao's experience, this man must be the leader of the suicide squad!

Ge Xiaoyao excelled in close combat, while the Yi man was also dressed in a short-sword, close-fitting outfit. The two became entangled.

"If I'm not mistaken, you are Ge Xiaoyao, the guard of the Angry Lion Army!" The newcomer, though surrounded, remained unfazed, sneering.

"That's me! And who are you? State your name!" Ge Xiaoyao roared.

"Duomo!" the newcomer sneered.

"What is your official rank?" Ge Xiaoyao asked.

"You'll find out soon enough!" the newcomer sneered again. "Indeed, quite shrewd. No wonder you managed to break through the miasma to get here! Haha, I like it!"

Ge Xiaoyao suddenly took three steps back, brandishing his long sword. Suddenly, a group of Shang soldiers surrounded him, including the two fierce generals, Han Biao and Ming Xian.

Ge Xiaoyao had no intention of fighting him one-on-one. He would take advantage of any opportunity, regardless of whether the newcomer was outnumbered or resorting to underhanded tactics!

The barbarian, however, remained calm, casually deflecting several thrusting spears. He laughed and leaped into the air, flying directly out of the camp.

"What amazing lightness skill!" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself. He recited an incantation, and a cold wind swirled past. "Keep an eye on him and find out his identity!"

Ge Xiaoyao had a feeling that this man was not a simple character!

A short while later, Yin San returned, and Ge Xiaoyao learned that this man was actually the chief garrison commander of Pinggu City. Moreover, Yin San brought back important news: he was actually the elder brother of Duo Mei, the Holy Maiden of the Witch Cult.

"No wonder his kung fu is so good; he might even know powerful illusion magic!" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself.

In fact, he was right. This Duo Mu was not only the garrison commander of Pinggu, but also held the position of protector within the Witch Cult. His importance was no less than that of the city lord of Pinggu.

This was also why the Grand Elder of the Witch Cult hadn't killed Duo Mei. Of course, the fact that Duo Mei was serving her sentence at Baicao Cliff was kept very secret; no one knew her whereabouts. If Duo Mu knew that Duo Mei was suffering from the torment of being bitten by thousands of mosquitoes and ants, one wonders what he would think.

Ge Xiaoyao ordered Han Biao and others to hunt down the spies and stabilize the morale of the army. This surprise attack was clearly intended to warn Ge Xiaoyao and make them back down, so they only burned a few tents, killed a dozen or so soldiers on night duty, and left only two corpses behind.

Ge Xiaoyao hastily wrote a letter and handed it to Yin San, ordering him to deliver it to Duo Mu immediately. The letter, however, wasn't about war, but about investigating Duo Mei.

In Pinggu City, Duo Mu held the letter that had suddenly appeared on his desk, his mind filled with doubt. "Could there be such a powerful figure in the Shang army? Appearing and disappearing without a trace, why didn't he show himself just now?"

He then realized that his actions that night had been reckless; if this messenger had intervened, his fate would have been uncertain.

However, when he finished reading the letter, he was even more astonished. He immediately ordered his deputy to guard the city and closely monitor the Shang army's movements, while he himself flew towards Mengnv Peak.

"Damn it! I don't believe you can keep your composure!" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself. His intuition told him that Duo Mei was currently suffering in the witchcraft cult, and this was the perfect opportunity to disturb Duo Mu, the top commander of Pinggu. Because he firmly believed that the bond between siblings was probably even stronger than his mutual affection with Duo Mei.

Of course, Ge Xiaoyao had another plan. If he couldn't find Duo Mei, perhaps her brother could find her, which would make his love affair with Duo Mei worthwhile, at least he would have done his part.

"Duo Mei! As long as you're safe, what does it matter if I, Ge Xiaoyao, cause chaos?" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself.

Having learned his lesson from the night raid, Ge Xiaoyao dared not be careless again. He ordered the central army to send more soldiers on night watch and strengthen the defense, not letting their guard down until the arrival of the Tiger Might, Tiger Ben, and Tiger Fierce armies. Duo

Mu rushed to the main hall of the Witchcraft Sect, but was stopped by two men. He recognized them; they were the guards of his sister's maid, Ying'er, named A Hu and A Bao. They were usually very respectful to him, but now they acted as if they didn't know him!

"A Hu, A Bao, I request to see the Holy Maiden?"

"The Holy Maiden? Do you think you can just see the Holy Maiden as you please?" A Hu crossed his arms and sneered.

Duo Mu's heart sank, and he shouted sharply, "Insolence! I am a protector of the Holy Church, requesting an audience with Saintess Duo Mei! What right do you have to stop me?"

Chapter 66 Yicheng Pinggu (Part 2)

"Haha, oh, so it's the protector!" Ah Hu and Ah Bao exchanged a glance and said, "The Saintess is bathing. If you want to come in, then come in!"

Duo Mu was taken aback. Seeing Ah Hu and Ah Bao's mocking expressions, anger rose in his heart. He steeled his heart and said, "So what if she's bathing? Get out of my way!"

With that, he parted the two and barged in.

In the dark room, the light was dim and yellow, and the rising steam was filled with the fragrance of gardenias. A pink and delicate body leaned against the large bathtub, a brocade cloth covering her face, revealing only her alluring snow-white neck.

"Duo Mei! What's wrong with you?" Duo Mu rushed in, not expecting that the Saintess was really bathing. He blurted out the question, but then turned his face away. Although he and Duomei were brothers, inseparable since childhood, Duomei was now a young woman and a Holy Maiden of the Holy Church, so he couldn't act recklessly.

Moreover, the Holy Church had strict laws; those who blasphemed the Holy Maiden died!

His words were like a stone sinking into the sea, receiving no response. He wanted to turn back, but dared not; he wanted to ask again, but didn't know what to say. He thought it best to retreat first. Just as

Duomu was about to take a step, he was suddenly embraced by a pair of snow-white arms, his warm breath like a spring breeze brushing against his ear. Then he heard an extremely soft and seductive voice say, "What? Are you leaving so soon? Brother Duo..."

Duomu's face froze. This wasn't Duomei's voice, but the voice of Duomei's maid, Yingnu. But how could she be here, and how could she do such a thing?

A chill ran down his spine as he reached out to untie the arms wrapped around his waist. The skin was incredibly slippery and soft, yet he couldn't push them away. He chuckled awkwardly, "Ah... it's Yingnu. What are you doing here... how beautiful she is!"

Yingnu's delicate, boneless body pressed tightly against Duomu's strong frame, feeling his rapid heartbeat and quickened breathing. She chuckled, "Why can't I be here? Brother Duo, didn't you come here to find me? Are you going to leave without even seeing me?"

"Hehe... since Duomei isn't here, I'd better leave first!" Duomu stammered.

"Hmph... you want to leave?" Yingnu sneered, "Have you forgotten the teachings of the Holy Sect? I am now the new Holy Maiden, I'm afraid Protector Duo doesn't know that yet!" Duomu

trembled, feeling a chilling coldness rise from his back. "You're the new Holy Maiden? What about Duomei?"

Yingnu's voice became soft and seductive again, so seductive it pierced to the bone, "Sister Duomei has been in seclusion in the back mountain for three years, and I'm temporarily assuming the position of Holy Maiden. What? Protector, don't you believe me?"

Duomu thought to himself, "I'm doomed!" At this moment, he couldn't care less about anything else, and abruptly turned around. He knelt down, bowing his head and saying, "Holy Protector Duomu greets the new Holy Maiden. I beg your forgiveness for any offense!"

He had expected Yingnu to either be furious or laugh it off, but to his utter surprise, she cried out, "You rascal... so rough! You're hurting me!"

Duomu, kneeling, faced the naked Yingnu. Hearing her moan, he was momentarily stunned. He looked up sharply, only to see between Yingnu's long, slender, white feet... His mind went blank.

"Brother Duomu, do you know? I've longed for this day for a very, very long time..." When Duomu came to his senses, he found a pair of delicate hands slowly untying his clothes.

"Yingnu, no, Holy Maiden, don't..." Duomu stammered.

Those soft, boneless, fragrant hands gently caressed his chest, making him feel thirsty, his throat burning as if on fire.

"What do you mean 'don't want'! If you leave, I'll shout that you've assaulted the Holy Maiden!" Yingnu

used both soft and hard tactics. "I think you should come with me... um... hmph..." "Um..." Inside the central command tent, the generals of the Tiger Might, Tiger Ben, and Tiger Fierce armies, above

the rank of Langwei, sat in two rows. Ge Xiaoyao nodded heavily and slammed his hand on the table, saying, "It's settled then!" Although Ge Xiaoyao was only a Langwei, regardless of whether he was framed, he was still a Langwei appointed by King Zhou himself for the Eastern Expedition, leading his own army and not subject to any general's orders. Therefore, he was on equal footing with the generals and marshals. Moreover, he was the one who initiated the attack on Pinggu, so the final decision on the attack plan rested with him.

According to the plan just discussed, each of the three armies would send 10,000 men. Ge Xiaoyao would lead the main force to cross the river and relocate most of the Pinggu troops, while the remaining three armies would flank the city and launch a surprise attack.

In truth, Ge Xiaoyao understood perfectly well that this battle was purely a show of force, and crossing the river head-on would be extremely difficult, especially since news of their planned river crossing was already widely known within Pinggu City. Therefore, they would inevitably have to dedicate a large portion of their forces to preventing Ge Xiaoyao's forced crossing.

Night had fallen, and Duo Mu, descending from Mengnv Peak, walked with unsteady steps and a somewhat bewildered expression. Upon returning to the city, he learned of the Shang army's intention to cross the river and attack. Without any analysis, he decisively ordered two-thirds of the city's soldiers to form ranks along the riverbank and annihilate the invading Shang army.

Although this was very unlike his usual tactics—whether in a major or minor battle, Duo Mu always made decisions after careful consideration—none of his generals objected. For years, they had become accustomed to obeying his orders; in fact, as long as they followed Duo Mu's plans, they had never suffered a defeat.

The 150,000 Pinggu defenders stood arrayed against the river, while on the opposite bank, 40,000 Shang troops eagerly prepared to cross. Arrows rained down, poisoned darts, and hurled spears—all long-range weapons were deployed. The riverbanks were littered with these now-useless killing machines.

They exchanged fire across the river for a full three hours. Then, at Ge Xiaoyao's command, the Shang army's rafts surged into the river like a black tide. Tall, heavy shields were raised, blocking the sudden downpour of arrows.

The rafts blocked the river, quickly forming a flat pontoon bridge, which the Shang army shoved across, charging towards the opposite bank.

The Dongyi general in the silver helmet coldly watched the Shang army swarming in like ants. Just as he was about to raise his whip, he suddenly fell headlong from his horse. A spear pierced his back, and blood gushed forth.

The Dongyi garrison immediately fell into chaos, their tight formation crumbling. Ming Xian charged ahead, his speed surprisingly fast despite his heavy armor. His two-zhang-long iron spear swept across the battlefield like a god, terrifying countless Dongyi soldiers.

After a brief period of disarray, the Dongyi garrison regrouped. Their superior numbers quickly turned the tide.

However, whenever a general stepped forward to command, he was inexplicably and mysteriously killed, each death a different, yet always shrouded in mystery. The Pinggu garrison finally succumbed, collapsing completely. 150,000 troops retreated in disarray, pursued by over 40,000 Shang soldiers.

"Damn! This is so boring… they only killed four and then none dared to take the lead!" Ge Xiaoyao exhaled, dispelling his invisibility spell, and sighed as he watched the dark mass of troops rushing towards Pinggu City.

However, when the 150,000 Pinggu defenders retreated to the city gates, they were suddenly horrified to find the city walls already lined with the Shang army, a dense forest of arrows aimed at their chests.

A wave of desperate anger and curses followed, and then the arrows rained down…

In the 38th year of King Zhou of Shang, the Shang army breached the city of Pinggu, killing 150,000 who surrendered.

When Ge Xiaoyao entered the city, he saw rows and rows of prisoners bound together with ropes, men and women alike. From this day forward, they would be far from their homeland, going to the distant Shang kingdom to begin their new lives—as slaves.

All the old and children had been killed, and the able-bodied men and women had been taken captive. Pinggu would soon become a dead city.

Inside the most magnificent and tallest building in the city was the former residence of the city lord, now fallen into the hands of the Shang army. Amidst a cacophony of laughter and curses, the generals of the Tiger Might, Tiger Fierce, and Tiger Ben armies, above the rank of Langwei, were drinking and reveling. Having tasted the sweetness of their joint march, they had already set their sights on another major city of the Eastern Barbarians—Wangye.

Jars of wine were brought in one after another, then emptied cup after cup. Several hours later, they would be helped back to their tents, tipsy and drunk, by their guards. There, brocade beds and quilts would be laid out, and of course, the most beautiful women of Pinggu City would be there.

Only one person was missing from among these generals: Ge Xiaoyao. Of course, no one took this lowly Langwei, who only led four or five thousand men, seriously, except for the military historians who would record in the annals: "In such and such a year and month, Ge Xiaoyao, Langwei of the Angry Lion Army, participated in the conquest of Pinggu."

Ge Xiaoyao did not go, even though he was the initiator of this war. He coldly watched the clumsy generals, belching from drunkenness, file out, then return to their tents with lewd grins, feeling an indescribable disgust.

Even without using one's brain, one could imagine the beastly things those beastly people would do. Wandering freely through the city, one could constantly hear their lewd laughter and the agonizing screams and groans of women.

In truth, Ge Xiaoyao was already weary of this war; it was pure, naked rape, naked aggression, devoid of any sense of justice. However, military orders were difficult to obey, and he couldn't expect everyone to be as noble as him. The frenzied desire, unleashed in the burning blood and fire, seemed to be the self-evident right of every soldier who had just experienced a bloody battle. In other words: as long as you fight desperately, you can do whatever you want after victory—money, women, you can have whatever you desire.

"Damn it! What kind of logic is this!" Ge Xiaoyao cursed bitterly, but he had to admit that this lack of explicit rules was more effective at boosting the morale of the soldiers than any grand pronouncements.

Ge Xiaoyao had long wanted to leave, but he seemed unable to, for he still needed to rely on this beastly army to find someone, a woman he had feelings for. That woman had been abducted by an organization called the Witch Cult, and there had been no news of her since.

Ge Xiaoyao felt that as long as this army remained, the Witch Cult would surely reveal itself, and then he would have clues to follow. He

found no trace of Duo Mei, nor anything about the Witch Cult. On the day the city fell, Duo Mu disappeared, vanished without a trace, leaving Ge Xiaoyao somewhat disappointed.

Chapter 67 The Beauty's Soul Search (Part 1)

Dream Maiden Peak.

"Ying Nu, what a mess you've made!" The middle-aged woman's alluring face had vanished, replaced by a cold, furious expression.

"Elder... I beg you, Elder, have mercy and spare Ying Nu this time!" Ying Nu knelt on the ground, her delicate body trembling uncontrollably.

"If you hadn't bewitched Duo Mu, how could Pinggu have been so easily breached by the Shang army?!" the middle-aged woman said resentfully.

"Yingnu knows she was wrong..." Yingnu's thin gauze dress was soaked with cold sweat, revealing her exquisite curves, making her look pitiful.

"Alas!" After a long while, the middle-aged woman sighed, "You and Duomei were originally my two most valued disciples, but I never expected that you would both disappoint me like this!"

Yingnu lowered her head and bit her cherry lips tightly, "Elder, rest assured, I will definitely drive those villains out of Pinggu!"

"Hmph!" the middle-aged woman said, "What's the use of driving them out?! If I'm not mistaken, Pinggu is already a dead city!"

Yingnu trembled all over, "Then what should we do, Elder?"

"What should we do?" A layer of frost covered the middle-aged woman's beautiful face, "Now, the most important thing is to stop those beasts from attacking Wangye!"

"Yes! Elder!" Yingnu said.

The middle-aged woman sighed again and said coldly, "If those beasts attack Wangye, don't come back!"

Yingnu agreed and was about to turn and leave when she heard the middle-aged woman say, "I heard that several generals were inexplicably killed on the battlefield. I wonder who did it? Is there a Taoist master among the enemy?" Yingnu

thought for a moment and said, "I'm afraid there isn't one, but someone might know an invisibility technique?"

The middle-aged woman asked, "Who?"

Yingnu said, "I don't know much about this person... However, it seems that this person is not a formidable character. Elder, you don't need to worry about him. I will deal with him when the opportunity arises!"

"Hmm..." The middle-aged woman nodded and said, "Ying'er, what we need to do is stop the Shang army from continuing their eastward advance. Killing generals on the battlefield is indeed ruthless, but we can use their own methods against them!"

Yingnu nodded and said, "I understand!"

The middle-aged woman then said, "Alright, go! Remember, success is the only option, failure is not an option!"

Yingnu agreed emphatically before getting up and leaving.

The night was dark and somewhat eerie, with no wind, and the weather became muggy.

In the central army tent, a plump, naked man paced back and forth, fanning himself incessantly; he was clearly very hot. "Damn it... why haven't they brought them yet?" he cursed.

This was the third general of the Tiger Might Army, and also the only "good-for-nothing general" in the Tiger Might Army, because apart from taking advantage of every beautiful female prisoner he captured, he was good for nothing. Leading troops into battle was the job of the Grand General and the Second General; how could he possibly risk his life on the front lines? His father was a high-ranking official of the court; he was just accumulating military merit in the Tiger Might Army!

The Tiger Might Army's tents were all pitched tightly together for rapid response and assembly in case of battle, but his was the only one far away, far at the back of the camp. Even if the enemy launched a sneak attack, they couldn't reach him there, so the soldiers often heard the deafening moans of women.

In truth, this Third General was indeed skilled in bed at night; no matter how fierce a woman was, once he touched her, she would become submissive and completely at his mercy. However, no one knew exactly how he did it, because without his order, no one could enter his tent.

But this seemed irrelevant, because what those outside cared about was that those sent in were fiercely chaste women who would rather die than submit, and those who came out were wanton lechers.

This morning, a guard found the Third General, laughing and inviting him for drinks. The Third General knew that the guard must have something to ask of him, so he got straight to the point. The guard then said lecherously, "I've captured a very beautiful girl, but unfortunately, she's fiery and keeps threatening suicide. Would you

be so kind as to discipline her, sir?" The Third General readily agreed; how could he refuse such a good deal? Besides, the guard had also brought a large chest of dazzling gold.

He was anxiously waiting for the guard to bring the woman, unaware that the guard was currently engaged in passionate lovemaking with the woman. Actually, the guard was quite puzzled. Why was she so aloof and dramatic during the day, yet at night she was like a cat in heat?

"Never mind why? Maybe she's come to her senses! Let's do it..." he chuckled lewdly, then suddenly remembered he had to send the woman to the Third General. He couldn't bear to part with her, and besides, there was no need for it now. So he sent a guard to select a prettier woman and deliver her to the Third General, while he himself enjoyed his own pleasure.

"General, come quickly!...I'm so impatient..." The woman lay on her back on the bed, her clothes half undone, and cried out in a coquettish voice. Hearing this lewd voice, Lang Wei's body was already half-numbed, and he wished he could pounce on her and tear her to pieces immediately.

After arranging everything, Lang Wei immediately rushed to the bedside, pulled the woman into his arms, and chuckled, "Come on, baby, take off your clothes first..."

The woman twisted in Lang Wei's arms, "You take them off first, then I'll take them off..." The woman's eyes were full of seductive charm as she said coquettishly.

Lang Wei was feeling the fragrant flesh in his arms, enjoying the boundless pleasure, when suddenly he was stunned, and then he chuckled lewdly, "Then let's take them off together..."

"I'll take them off for you first..." The woman said, and her boneless, tender hands began to grope for Lang Wei's belt.

Lang Wei, in high spirits, could no longer restrain himself. His large hands began to caress the woman's jade-like

body through her clothes. The touch was warm, soft, smooth, and incredibly sensual… He could already hear the woman's increasingly rapid breathing, followed by a lewd moan, which instantly ignited his passion and made him unbearably itchy. Just as he was enjoying himself, he felt a cool sensation from his lower body. It turned out the woman's hand had slipped inside her loosened trousers.

"Oh… ah…" Lang Wei cried out in pleasure, his caresses gradually increasing in intensity. He felt his blood burning, rushing rapidly, the tingling sensation constantly assaulting his brain. With each increasingly intense movement, his brain buzzed, his vision blurred, and then he knew nothing more.

Looking at Lang Wei, limp and collapsed on the bed, the woman's lips curled into a cold smile. She casually took Lang Wei's clothes, wiped her soiled hands, straightened her clothes, and swayed her voluptuous waist as she left.

Blood trickled down, from Lang Wei's eyes, ears, nose, and mouth...

"Oh...oh...oh...oh..." The Third General's obese body pressed down on a naked woman, moving rapidly, making rhythmic moaning sounds.

"Damn it, that kid said this woman was fierce? Is he impotent? How can such a docile girl be fierce?" The Third General thought to himself as he moved, "I haven't even used my moves yet, and this little girl is already throwing herself into my arms! Apart from being a bit addicted, she's truly a gem!"

"Mmm...mmm...General, faster, faster!" The woman's eyes were tightly closed, her hands gripping the sheets tightly, her mouth uttering ecstatic cries.

"Damn, I never would have guessed. You're so skinny and small, but you have quite the stamina in this area!" the Third General thought to himself. He chuckled and said, "Luckily you met me, the Third General, otherwise no one else could have handled you!"

The woman's lips, which had turned purplish-red with excitement, opened and closed, dribbling out a few glistening drops of saliva. "Mmm... General, you're the best!"

The Third General was even more excited by the woman's wanton behavior. He immediately flipped himself over, letting the woman straddle him. He held the woman's slender waist with both hands, lifted her high, and then slammed her down. The intense stimulation caused the woman to scream.

After an unknown amount of time, the Third General suddenly felt a blur before his eyes. "Damn! Am I exhausted?" He shook his head, focusing his energy. The woman was still moving on him, waves of boundless pleasure rapidly assaulting his brain...

...

"Third General, Third General, something terrible has happened! The Great General is in trouble!" A guard rushed towards the Third General's tent, wondering as he ran, "What's wrong with the Third General today? Did he have his fun with that girl last night and is he still dreaming about it?" But thinking of the Great General's miserable state, a chill ran down his spine, and he shouted louder and ran faster.

"Whoosh!" The tent flap was flung open, and a strong smell of blood rushed out. The guard instinctively covered his mouth and nose, looked closely, and then turned and ran outside the tent, vomiting violently.

Inside the tent, on a large bed, the Third General lay naked, his body stiff, blood flowing from his seven orifices...

"Something terrible has happened! The Third General is in trouble too..." The guard barely managed to suppress his nausea and immediately shouted wildly.

Several hours later, the Tiger Might Army was thrown into chaos. All the soldiers were terrified, for all eighteen of their commanders, ranked as Langwei or above, had died suddenly overnight!

The guards, barely managing to maintain order, gathered together to investigate the events leading up to the incident. Their findings were shocking: all eighteen commanders had slept with women from the Eastern Barbarian tribes that night, and those women had vanished without a trace.

A terrifying shadow fell over the hearts of all the Tiger Might Army soldiers. They couldn't believe that unarmed, weak women could cause such a catastrophe.

"Kill all the Eastern Barbarian female prisoners. Everyone, stabilize morale and remain in place. Tell everyone the commanders have contracted the plague!" an older guard said after a long silence.

"Guard Qin, isn't this decision a bit hasty? Although our Tiger Might Army has suffered losses, the Tiger Fierce and Tiger Ben armies still have their commanders. According to military regulations, we should restrain them. Shouldn't we notify them first?" another guard said.

The old guard thought for a moment and said, "The Tiger Fierce and Tiger Ben armies have already returned to their respective headquarters to reorganize their military preparations and prepare to march towards Wangye

. They are far from us, and this matter is strange. I'm afraid that things might change if we delay..." "Right, the closest army to us is the Angry Lion Army. It is said that he was personally appointed by the King as the Eastern Expeditionary Guard and is not subject to any orders from other generals. Why don't we go and ask him for permission?"

The old guard pondered for a moment, finally nodded, and looked at the other guards.

None of the other guards spoke, obviously tacitly agreeing to the decision.

Groups of Dongyi women gathered from their various tents and were roughly dragged by the soldiers to a valley. Their clothes were torn, and their eyes were vacant, clearly indicating that they had all suffered brutal humiliation. Arrows gleamed coldly and were aimed at them, although the eyes behind the arrows were filled with deep doubt.

"What...all eighteen generals of the Tiger Might Army above the rank of Langwei have died overnight?" Ge Xiaoyao was shocked to hear this news, but after hearing the report from the soldier, he didn't know whether to be angry or happy. For some reason, he felt a sense of satisfaction. "Damn it! These beasts should have died long ago!"

"Our guards told me to ask the general what we should do?" The soldier who delivered the report couldn't figure out what the young Dongzheng Langwei was thinking and asked tremblingly.

"Damn it! I know what to do?" Ge Xiaoyao thought angrily, "Are all the generals of the Tiger Ben and Tiger Fierce Army above the rank of Langwei dead? Why are you asking me about this! I have nothing to do with your Tiger Might Army!"

However, he couldn't say these words out loud. He just thought them to himself and politely asked, "Did you report this to the Tiger Fierce and Tiger Ben Army?"

"No! Our guards ordered me to report to the general first!" the soldier said.

Ge Xiaoyao thought for a moment and said, "Such a major matter cannot be decided by me alone. I must inform the generals of the Hu Lie and Hu Ben armies to discuss it together. How about this, you all stay put and wait for orders! I will make a decision after I contact the other two armies and discuss it!"

The messenger from the Hu Wei army agreed and turned to leave, but was stopped by Ge Xiaoyao.

Ge Xiaoyao said, "Don't kill those women yet, you can control them. It's unlikely that they did this! In addition, we must strengthen our vigilance, stabilize the morale of the army, and anyone who acts on their own or violates military regulations will be executed without mercy!"

After seeing off the messenger, a chill crept into Ge Xiaoyao's heart. For some reason, the image of the Black Dragon variant Ying Nu flashed before his eyes, along with her wild laughter.

Chapter 68 The Beauty's Soul Search (Part 2)

The woman's skin was very white, as white as the snow on the Tianshan Mountains, pure and without any flaws. Her face, slightly pink, had a pair of large, alluring eyes that blinked. She stood quietly before Ge Xiaoyao's bed, a mocking smile playing on her lips. She raised her delicate hands, gently caressing her breasts, which were high and full, slightly distorted by the pressure of her hands. With a tug on her sash, the hem of her black robe opened…

Ge Xiaoyao squinted, watching the woman slowly undress, revealing a stunningly naked body. “Haha, no wonder those damned devils of the Tiger Might Army fell for it! Even I can't help but chuckle and feel restless when faced with such a beauty!”

The woman gently nudged Ge Xiaoyao, and seeing he didn't move, she quietly climbed onto the bed, her soft arms gently encircling his waist.

“Damn! No way…” Ge Xiaoyao could already feel the surging waves behind him, and the Second General was uncontrollably aroused. He now wished he could immediately turn around and pin the woman beneath him.

The fragrance was alluring. Ge Xiaoyao knew immediately that the beautiful woman had applied an aphrodisiac perfume, but he still inhaled deeply, as if afraid the scent would suddenly disappear. He didn't need to be wary anyway; so what if it was an aphrodisiac? It would even enhance his pleasure, wouldn't it?

As the smoke rose, Ge Xiaoyao lay on his bed counting sheep. The image of Yingnu, so beautiful, flickered before his eyes, refusing to let him sleep.

When Ge Xiaoyao smelled the smoke, not a trace of drowsiness remained!

"Damn it! Of all times to come! Disturbing my sweet dreams!" Ge Xiaoyao remained motionless, coldly staring at the tent flap.

Sure enough, a short while later, the tent flap was pushed open, and a woman dressed in tight black clothes gracefully entered.

"Heh, this little bit of sleeping potion thinks she can knock me out?" Ge Xiaoyao chuckled inwardly. He was a charmer; how could he let someone bewitch him?

The presence of a woman in the tent didn't surprise Ge Xiaoyao; he was wondering what she would do next.

When she smiled at him, he thought she was going to strangle him with a rope, but she didn't… When her hand touched her chest, Ge Xiaoyao thought she was going to pull out a sharp, gleaming knife, but she didn't… When she loosened her belt, he thought she wanted to disguise herself as a man, knock him unconscious so she could find a place to change clothes… but she still didn't.

"Damn it!" As she crawled into Ge Xiaoyao's bed, he could only curse this word fiercely in his mind!

He just didn't understand, "What the hell does she want to do coming to my bed?"

Ge Xiaoyao felt like an idiot. Damn it, was there some kind of mentally unstable drug in that sleeping incense?

Just as he was filled with doubt, the woman began to snore softly!

Ge Xiaoyao remained motionless, completely bewildered. What was she doing here? Did she just want a place to sleep with a man?

In the dead of night, a woman mysteriously slipped through multiple guard posts into the Eastern Expeditionary Guard's tent, risking being discovered and hunted down by three thousand men, to drug this guard with a sleeping incense. Then, instead of assassinating, stealing, or doing anything else, she brazenly undressed and went to sleep!

"Damn! What kind of logic is that?" Ge Xiaoyao had a headache. He finally couldn't stand it anymore, quietly removing the woman's arm and turning around.

However, when he turned around, he found the woman's alluring eyes staring at him intently. Seeing Ge Xiaoyao's astonished expression, she suddenly smiled mischievously.

"Lord Lang Wei, you are truly astute... No wonder you can command thousands of troops..." A sweet, intoxicating voice rang out from those fragrant lips, leaving Ge Xiaoyao momentarily at a loss.

A soft, delicate body in his arms, and one so strangely intelligent, was irresistible to any man, especially now that her kiss was pressed against his chest...

"Damn! To die under her skirt is to die a romantic death..." Ge Xiaoyao steeled his resolve, flipping over and pressing himself against her body.

"Mmm..." A woman's passionate moan was sure to ignite a man's animalistic instincts.

Ge Xiaoyao was already burning with desire, and he couldn't care less about anything else. He gripped the woman's neck tightly, whispering a secret incantation.

A gust of cold wind swirled, and Yin San asked, "What is it, boss... in the middle of the night!"

"It's up to you!" Ge Xiaoyao, drenched in sweat, climbed off the woman.

"Damn!" Yin San exclaimed in surprise, "No way, boss..." Leng Feng circled around the woman, "Dead?"

Ge Xiaoyao wiped the sweat from his brow and said, "No, she's passed out..."

Leng Feng stood there motionless for a long time before Yin San's voice came, "Boss, you called me out in the middle of the night, you didn't call me out just to let me watch your show, did you?"

"Damn! What do you mean, the middle of the night? If you're a ghost, when else would you come out if not in the middle of the night?" Ge Xiaoyao knew exactly what he meant by "show," and cursed under his breath, "I suspect she uses witchcraft. I can't handle her, so I'm leaving her to you!"

"Oh... why didn't you say so earlier?" Yin San said, Leng Feng circling around the woman twice more, "Boss... why didn't you?"

"Stop talking nonsense. If I had done that, I'd probably be a ghost like you now!" Ge Xiaoyao said.

"This little girl?" Yin San said, "No way..."

"Hmph..." Ge Xiaoyao chuckled twice, "What, you don't believe me? Alright... you subdue her first!"

Yin San chuckled, "Boss, my Uncle Jiang told me he taught you a freezing technique, have you forgotten?"

"Damn! What freezing technique?" Ge Xiaoyao slapped his forehead, "I really forgot! Since we parted, I've only been using invisibility and wall-penetrating techniques to escape, I haven't used any freezing techniques at all!"

Yin San laughed even harder, as if he was happy to have caught Ge Xiaoyao's embarrassing moment, and quickly said, "Alright... alright..." As he spoke, he circled the woman twice, and the woman silently stood up, her hands and feet pressed tightly against the edge of the bed.

"Boss, she can't move now, she's been bound by my spirit silk! Should we wake her up?" Yin San said.

Ge Xiaoyao nodded.

Yin San's cold wind then circled the woman twice more.

The woman slowly awoke, her face filled with surprise.

"What's your name?" Ge Xiaoyao asked with a grin.

The woman seemed not to understand Ge Xiaoyao's meaning. She twisted her body, but found herself unable to move. The surprise in her eyes turned to fear.

"What's your name?" Ge Xiaoyao asked again.

The woman finally realized she was doomed, doomed by this Eastern Expeditionary Guard. She coldly smiled and said, "Don't ask anymore, I won't say anything!"

"Damn it! Who are you? Otherwise..." Yin San said.

The woman smiled sadly again: "Since I've fallen into your hands, I have no chance of survival. What difference does it make whether I tell you or not?"

Ge Xiaoyao chuckled, "Good, what a virtuous woman! In that case, just tell me one thing: are you a member of the Witchcraft Cult?"

The woman was stunned upon hearing this, remaining silent for a long time.

"Alright..." Seeing her acquiescence, Ge Xiaoyao smiled and said, "I won't kill you. I'll send someone to take you back to your sect!" He yawned and said to Yin San, "Xiao San, keep an eye on her... I need to take a nap..."

"No!" the woman cried, her expression filled with terror. "Don't send me back!"

"Why?" Ge Xiaoyao asked.

"Please kill me! Don't send me back!" the woman sobbed.

"Is sending you back worse than killing you?" Ge Xiaoyao asked.

The woman continued to weep, her bare shoulders trembling, pleading incessantly.

"Do you think I'd kill you like this?" Ge Xiaoyao chuckled. "I'd send you to the soldiers' camp, where those old soldiers who haven't seen a woman in years would..."

Hearing this, the woman suddenly cried out, "I'd rather die like this than go back!"

"Damn! What kind of place is that witch cult that terrifies her so much?" Ge Xiaoyao wondered, then thought for a moment and said, "Then tell me, where is your witch cult? I won't kill you, nor will I send you back!"

"Really?" The woman looked up, her face streaked with tears.

"Really!" Ge Xiaoyao nodded.

"Hehe, to tell you the truth, little beauty..." Yin San said, "My master always keeps his word!"

The woman fell silent.

"Alright!" Ge Xiaoyao said, "To tell you the truth... the location of your witch cult is no secret at all. You must know Duo Mei and Ying'er, right?"

The woman trembled violently, looking up at Ge Xiaoyao intently, her eyes filled with doubt.

"Haha, what? You still won't tell me now?" Ge Xiaoyao said.

The woman stared at Ge Xiaoyao and said, "I want to know, what is your relationship with Duomei and Ying'er? How could you, a general of the Shang army, know them?"

Ge Xiaoyao's heart skipped a beat, but he remained silent. There were some things he truly couldn't say.

Unexpectedly, the woman sighed and said, "I understand. Your eyes have told me everything. Since that's the case, then fine… I'll tell you where the Witch Cult is. Even if you ask me again, I won't tell you anything else!"

Ge Xiaoyao frowned and asked, "Where is it?"

"On Dream Maiden Peak!" The woman let out a long sigh, as if she had received a great relief.

"Alas! Why do you have to do this?" Ge Xiaoyao said, "Is the Witch Cult even more cruel than this place?"

The woman first shook her head, then nodded slightly, biting her cherry lips as if suppressing her inner excitement. "You haven't seen the rules of our sect, so you probably can't even imagine how cruel they are. Just the pain of being bitten by a thousand ants is simply unbearable for a human!"

"Beaten by a thousand ants?" Before Ge Xiaoyao could answer, Yin San exclaimed, "Damn! Just thinking about it is terrifying!"

"Terrifying? It's more than just terrifying. It's like wishing for death but being unable to die..." the woman said leisurely.

Ge Xiaoyao nodded expressionlessly and said, "Xiao San, let her go!"

Yin San replied, "Yes, Master!" As he spoke, a gust of cold wind swirled around the woman twice.

The woman rubbed her stiff and broken wrists and slowly put on the clothes Ge Xiaoyao had thrown at her. "You're really letting me go?"

"I, Ge Xiaoyao, keep my word!" Ge Xiaoyao said.

The woman paused for a moment, then suddenly said, "If you're going to Dream Maiden Peak, then go quickly! Otherwise..."

"Otherwise what?" Ge Xiaoyao asked hastily, but the woman had already disappeared outside the tent.

The woman's voice echoed in the vast night: "The torment of being bitten by a thousand mosquitoes and ants..."

Chapter 69 The Beautiful Woman Searches the Soul (Part 2)

"General, the Tiger Fierce and Tiger Ben armies have urgent military intelligence!" Just as Ge Xiaoyao was about to order the entire army to assemble and rush to Dream Maiden Peak, Chao Biao suddenly burst into the tent, speaking hurriedly.

"What's wrong with the Tiger Might and Tiger Fierce armies again?" Ge Xiaoyao wondered, then hurriedly said, "Bring them up!"

When the messengers from the Tiger Fierce and Tiger Ben armies finished reporting the situation, almost in tears, even the usually composed Ge Xiaoyao was speechless.

"Damn it! The sorcery cult is truly too poisonous!" Ge Xiaoyao slammed his fist on the table.

The two messenger soldiers were stunned, staring blankly at Ge Xiaoyao. Han Biao also said, "The Witchcraft Cult? General..."

After his initial rage, Ge Xiaoyao finally calmed down and said, "It's alright, this isn't an ordinary assassination attempt, but an organized assassination by the Witchcraft Cult!"

The two soldiers reported, "All the commanders of the Tiger Might Army and Tiger Fierce Army above the rank of Langwei have been killed. The army is now in chaos, morale is low, and the officers are willing to obey the general's orders!"

Ge Xiaoyao finally felt the immense pressure. He had been leading these few thousand men and was constantly on the move; suddenly being given over two hundred thousand men was truly overwhelming.

"Damn it! Those damned Witchcraft Cult members, if I, Ge Xiaoyao, don't wipe you all out, I'm not a master!" Ge Xiaoyao thought bitterly, but no matter what, the military situation still needed to be dealt with.

However, he also understood that the remaining officers of the Tiger Might, Tiger Fierce, and Tiger Ben armies weren't truly following his orders. Yes! Ge Xiaoyao was merely a lowly Eastern Expeditionary Guard, his original force numbering less than that of a single school guard. They were simply trying to shirk responsibility; he was aware of this.

However, regardless, the fate of these two hundred thousand men was now in his hands, and his word directly affected the lives of hundreds of thousands.

Ge Xiaoyao considered for a moment and said, "The Tiger Fierce and Tiger Ben armies must immediately abandon their plan to attack Wangye and withdraw entirely, joining forces with the Tiger Might army to regroup on the Eastern Yi front. The Angry Lion army will serve as the rearguard."

The two soldiers, seeing that Ge Xiaoyao had no intention of interfering in their military affairs, were pleased and immediately agreed before returning to relay the order.

"Sigh!" Ge Xiaoyao sighed, thinking, "I don't know what the Witch Cult is thinking this time, issuing such an order at such a high cost! It seems that attacking Dream Maiden Peak is out of the question. The only thing I can do now is to safely withdraw these more than 200,000 Shang soldiers back to the Shang Kingdom. Once they leave Dongyi, the border troops will be responsible for their reception. Even if it's not a great achievement, I will still be worthy of my position as the Eastern Expeditionary Guard!"

Thinking of this, Ge Xiaoyao immediately issued an order, and all the officers and guards of the Angry Lion Army immediately went to the central command tent for a meeting.

The news of the deaths of the commanders of the three main armies was announced, and all the officers and guards were shocked. Ge Xiaoyao immediately arranged for them to set off for the Pinggu front, to plan the route, and to escort the three armies in their retreat.

At this time, on Dream Maiden Peak, the alluring middle-aged woman, contrary to her usual languid demeanor, poured cold water on the Holy Maiden Ying'er, who had come to claim credit. "You lost over a hundred nuns in exchange for the lives of over two hundred Shang army generals. Do you think this is a great achievement?"

Yingnu was bewildered, not understanding why the elder was not pleased but angry. She trembled and asked, "I don't know why the elder says this?"

The middle-aged woman said, "Although your actions temporarily stopped the Shang army from attacking Wangye, have you considered that with over two hundred generals killed, will the Shang dynasty let it go? Sooner or later, it will invite even greater retaliation!"

Yingnu trembled and hurriedly said, "Ying'er was only anxious to save Wangye City, which is why I made such a reckless move. I beg the elder's forgiveness!"

The middle-aged woman sighed and said, "It's too late to turn back now. What's the Shang army's situation?"

"The Tiger Might, Tiger Fierce, and Tiger Ben armies are all in chaos, leaderless, and preparing to retreat!" Yingnu hurriedly said.

"Hmm..." The middle-aged woman nodded, her voluptuous body settling back onto the couch. "Go and inform Protectors Duolong and Duomu to immediately organize the Wangye Army to pursue and kill the Shang army. Under no circumstances should they be allowed to retreat back to the Shang Kingdom!"

"Yes, Elder!" Ying'er replied.

Suddenly, the middle-aged woman added, "Huwei, Hulie, Huben, and isn't there also the Angry Lion Army?"

Ying'er said, "I've already sent Ziyan to deal with the Angry Lion Army's guard; I predict they'll succeed within the next two days!"

The middle-aged woman nodded. "Since you've done it, you must go all the way! Don't leave the Shang army with even a sliver of hope!"

"Ying'er understands!" Ying'er said.

"Ying'er, you are now a Holy Maiden of a sect. Everything you do from now on will affect the entire sect, even the fate of the Yi Kingdom. You must think carefully and be extremely cautious..." the middle-aged woman said.

Ying'er blushed and quickly said, "Elder's teachings, Ying'er will remember them!"

Stepping outside the hall, the respect and humility on Ying'er's face vanished instantly. She had originally been ordered by the Grand Elder to lead over two hundred disciples to assassinate a Shang army general, but the Grand Elder turned the tables and pinned all the blame on her, making her the culprit. Naturally, she was resentful. She gritted her teeth and said bitterly, "Old witch! One day, I'll make you taste the power of Ying'er!"

On a desolate mountain, a large contingent of the Tiger Army marched haphazardly. These over one hundred thousand Tiger Army soldiers were now being retreated in small groups, led by their low-ranking guards, each with a thousand or so men. Although they all obeyed Ge Xiaoyao's command and withdrew, they didn't serve each other and fought independently. Thus, what should have been an orderly march with left, center, and rear guards turned into a chaotic mass exodus.

The worst part was that, seemingly out of nowhere, the Dongyi armies, armed forces, and even hunters from Wangye City and its surrounding villages swarmed in, relentlessly pursuing the Shang army. In an instant, countless Shang soldiers trailing behind became victims of the vengeful Dongyi's blades. They seemed to finally taste the thrill of battle, completely devoid of the fighting spirit they displayed when conquering cities, becoming like wild dogs fleeing with their tails between their legs.

The same was true for the Hu Lie army; being closest to Wangye City, they were relentlessly pursued. Even more terrifying was the fact that their pursuers were none other than Duo Mu, the former garrison commander of Pinggu City. Fueled by both old and new grudges, he led his Dongyi army in a frenzied charge into the unprepared and panicked Shang army. Blades flashed, and blood flowed like rivers.

Countless soldiers from both the Hu Lie and Hu Ben armies were killed by the Dongyi forces, died of hunger and thirst during their escape, or were lost and devoured by wild beasts. By the time they met the Nu Shi army, who were supposed to come to their aid, only a little over 50,000 of their 150,000 troops remained—a loss of nearly 100,000!

Ge Xiaoyao's Angry Lion Army met its match for the first time. The army pursuing them from Wangye City numbered at least 100,000, while the Angry Lion Army comprised only about 30,000, including over 20,000 transferred from the Three Tigers Army during the attack on Pinggu.

However, Ge Xiaoyao no longer intended to fight a battle of outnumbered strength; he wasn't worth the risk. Moreover, both Pinggu and Wangye's defending generals, Duolong and Duomu, were present. Not only could his invisibility not fool them, but their identities as Duomei's brothers left Ge Xiaoyao helpless. How could he possibly fight against two brothers-in-law? Although they didn't know they were chasing his "brother-in-law."

Since fighting was impossible, they had to flee. Ge Xiaoyao was an excellent escape artist, but his troops were not, especially the Three Tigers Army, who were barely able to escape and were relentlessly pursued. To put it another way, if this army were a person, that person's ass would have been stabbed to pieces long ago. But comparing them to a woman would be too shameless.

Left with no other option, Ge Xiaoyao led his 30,000 Angry Lions Army in a guerrilla war against the enemy in the mountains. Who told him to be the only surviving high-ranking general of the Shang army? Who told him to be so kind-hearted and compassionate, caring for his subordinates and loving his soldiers? Is being a good leader or a good general so easy? When faced with real danger, aren't the officers the ones charging ahead? Of course, not the highest-ranking officers!

The night was deep and somewhat eerie. Ge Xiaoyao had almost lost count of how many days he had been wandering in these mountains. Fortunately, Yin San had secretly investigated and provided directions, allowing them to evade the Eastern Yi army's encirclements time and time again in these vast mountains!

Sometimes, Ge Xiaoyao wondered, "Was there some kind of divine protection when the Great Leader led the martyrs in guerrilla warfare in some mountain?"

"Damn it! Those damned, deserving-to-die witch cultists..." These days, Ge Xiaoyao had cursed the witch cult a billion times, to the point that the spirit ghost Yin San was sick of hearing it. "You fucking have some guts, killing men against men! Men are useless, but women are effective! It's a real case of yin prevailing over yang! And, even heroes can't resist the charms of beautiful women, let alone those cowards! You didn't even bother to ask who was good or bad, just picked a few of the most threatening generals and raped and killed them as a token gesture

, why wipe them all out!" To be honest, he was quite annoyed with those cowardly generals. They were supposed to be representing the country, but damn it, they hadn't accomplished much, and instead, they were raped and murdered by a few female hooligans. They were a disgrace to the invaders!

Finally, after all the cursing and fussing, Ge Xiaoyao stopped cursing and just stared blankly at the dark mountains.

His head started to ache. Damn it! Lost!

All around was a thick fog, even the once verdant mountains had turned completely black, visibility was barely a few meters. Even Ling Gui Yin San couldn't escape; he didn't have X-ray vision!

"Damn it! We've been tricked! It must be those witch doctors' doing again. They can't catch me in broad daylight, so they bring this fog to make it pitch black and blind me!" Ge Xiaoyao cursed angrily.

But there was no other way; they still had to run. Ge Xiaoyao gathered all the guards he could find and gave them a new order: all soldiers must hold hands and run forward, not a single one could be lost, no one could be abandoned…

Ge Xiaoyao said, "Damn it! We've fought our way out of the blood fog, surely we can break through this black fog?"

So, the entire army of 30,000 men wandered around in the black fog, detouring whenever they heard any rustling in the distance, fearing that the rustling sound might be the Eastern Barbarian army.

What was bound to happen would happen eventually. Despite his efforts to dodge and weave, Ge Xiaoyao couldn't escape the pursuit of the Dongyi army. Under Ge Xiaoyao's strict orders, leaving the fierce general Wei Mingxian as the rearguard, the 30,000 men rushed haphazardly towards the nearest valley.

Ge Xiaoyao had this plan; at worst, they'd fight to the death. Having a defensible position was far better than being surrounded by an enemy force several times their size and forced into hand-to-hand combat in the open.

"Damn! Why is the sky clear?" Just as Ge Xiaoyao was about to leave the valley, the black mist suddenly vanished.

However, the strange sight before them left everyone dumbfounded. "What kind of place is this?"

Because they were now in a forest, the strangest thing being the trees—all of them grew in pairs, resembling a couple in a position of lovemaking.

Chapter 70 The Forest of Passion (Part 1)

"Damn! What kind of place is this?" Ge Xiaoyao asked.

None of the soldiers knew, shaking their heads. The forest was extremely deep, seemingly endless. Years of fallen leaves rotted on the ground, emitting a foul, musty smell.

"I know... General!" an elderly soldier said. "I've heard the local Yi people mention it occasionally. This seems to be the sacred forest of the Eastern Yi, called something like the Forest of Enchantment... Ordinary Eastern Yi people dare not enter. It's said that there are phantoms of sacred beasts inside, and once someone goes in, they never come out again!"

"Hmm..." Ge Xiaoyao nodded. "I don't think the sacred forest is anything special. This Forest of Enchantment is a fitting name, as lewd as those witch doctors!"

"Not good, General... the pursuers are closing in again!" the messenger panted. "Commander Mingxian is preparing to lead the rear guard in a desperate battle!"

Ge Xiaoyao nodded and asked the old soldier, "You just said the Dongyi people dare not enter this Youqing Forest?"

The old soldier nodded, "Yes, but... this forest is indeed strange!"

Ge Xiaoyao laughed, "Damn! I don't care about strangeness, it's better than fighting those hundreds of thousands of barbarians outside!" He then said to the messenger, "Immediately tell Mingxian not to fight the barbarians to the death, and cover the entire army as they enter the Youqing Forest!"

The messenger quickly left, and Ge Xiaoyao pointed deep into the forest, saying, "The entire Angry Lion Army..." The troops entered the Youqing Forest for temporary refuge! "

The 30,000-strong army quickly marched into Youqing Forest. Not long after, Ming Xian caught up from behind, "General, those barbarians really didn't dare to come in. They were all yelling and cursing outside! "

Ge Xiaoyao sneered, "Fuck! Let them call out outside, let's go, I don't believe there is only one road in the forest! Order to go down, there may be danger in the woods, let the soldiers be careful, don't act alone! "

All the 30,000 troops entered the Youqing Forest. In fact, there are not many, because the forest is too big. As you go deeper into the forest, the sky becomes darker. There are twin albizia trees everywhere. The sound of the leaves is like a woman's lustful scream. Although it is extremely lustful, in the The soldiers sounded frightened.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Zeng Yijun, who was walking at the front, suddenly stopped. When Ge Xiaoyao didn't know what was going on, the school guard Zeng Yi ran back quickly, "General, why did I think we turned back? "

Fuck!" How is that possible? Even without marking, how could so many people leave traces in the past? "Ge Xiaoyao said. He knew that Zeng Yi, with his cautious nature, would never mistake the path he had taken.

"Yes, it was seeing our markings that made me realize we'd come back! But to avoid enemy pursuit, we cleared them all away!" Zeng Yi said.

"Let's go, I'll go take a look!" Ge Xiaoyao said.

Sure enough, there was a large pile of seemingly chaotic markings made of dead trees, but only the Angry Lion Army could recognize them. This was an experience Ge Xiaoyao had gained from his days of guerrilla warfare, changing their previous method of carving marks on trees or rocks with knives, to these randomly combined tree branches or stones. Furthermore, there was a team specifically responsible for clearing away the marching tracks to prevent the enemy from discovering their whereabouts.

"Damn! This is really weird!" Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself. He carefully examined the direction of the markings, which was exactly the direction he wanted to go. "Damn," he pointed in the opposite direction, "Go that way!"

The army continued marching in the direction Ge Xiaoyao pointed, but not long after, they were surprised to see the original mark again.

"Damn it! We've fallen into a fucking maze!" Ge Xiaoyao spat. "Vanguard, advance straight ahead! Mark the trees everywhere with your swords and axes! Make sure they're straight! So we don't have to go in circles again!"

Zeng Yi obeyed and went off. Soon, the sound of swords chopping wood came from ahead. As many acacia trees were felled, a light pink mist drifted in with the wind, and suddenly, countless cries of men and women echoed throughout the forest.

Just as Ge Xiaoyao was astonished, he suddenly heard the cries turn into incredibly lewd moans. Then he saw many soldiers with glazed eyes, throwing down their swords and grabbing a acacia tree, writhing and panting heavily.

"Damn it! This is really weird! There must be something wrong with this mist!" Ge Xiaoyao thought, and immediately ordered the soldiers who were still conscious to wet their clothes and cover their mouths and noses. He then sent the medical team responsible for transporting medicine to find leaves of a herb called "Awakening Grass."

Ge Xiaoyao had discovered this herb by chance while searching for the formula to neutralize the miasma, and had ordered his soldiers to collect a large quantity specifically to counteract the effects of sleeping potions and incense. Unexpectedly, it had come in handy this time. Soon, all the soldiers of the Angry Lion Army had half a leaf of Awakening Grass in their mouths, and those affected by the mist were treated. However, although Ge Xiaoyao reacted quickly, dozens of soldiers still went mad, even stabbing themselves in the abdomen.

The mist lost its effect on them, but the "bewitching array" remained. When Ge Xiaoyao led the Angry Lion Army back to their starting point, a bleak gloom hung over all the soldiers. For in this strange forest, they didn't know what unexpected disaster awaited them.

Ge Xiaoyao was truly at his wit's end. "Damn it! This must be some kind of formation, but I can't break it!"

"Boss, this must be some kind of mysterious formation. Why don't I go and ask Uncle Jiang for help? He'll definitely be able to break it!" Yin San said.

"Damn it! A distant solution won't solve an immediate problem. By the time you get my brother here, the Angry Lion Army will probably be nothing but a pile of bones!" Ge Xiaoyao said.

The soldiers watched from afar as their commander muttered to himself inexplicably and threw a tantrum, but no one dared to approach him to offer advice or ask questions. They had placed all their hopes on this young Eastern Expeditionary Guard.

"General..." A weak voice came from afar, and two soldiers helped a pale-faced young guard rush towards them.

"Yuwen Guang?" Ge Xiaoyao frowned. "What's wrong with you?"

Although he was being supported by two soldiers, he was still panting heavily, his face even paler, showing how weak he was. "General... I'm... fine. Are we trapped in a formation?"

"Hmm?" Ge Xiaoyao's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly stepped forward to help him sit down on the ground. "Sit down first, and talk slowly!" He turned back to the physician in the central army and said, "Do I still have any of my 'Ten Thousand Year Ginseng King'? Bring me two!"

Yuwen Guang smiled slightly and waved his hand gently, but Ge Xiaoyao pressed it down. "Don't talk, rest for a while!"

Yuwen Guang struggled weakly and said, "I'm still okay; some soldiers can't even get up!"

Ge Xiaoyao was speechless, a faint sense of guilt rising in his heart. He didn't have a good impression of Yuwen Guang, this son of an official. He always thought he was weak and powerless. He might be able to be a sinecure official in the court, but he was useless in the Angry Lion Camp. So, whether marching or fighting, he always placed him in the middle of the ranks and never gave him any important tasks. Moreover, he was the son of a high-ranking official in the court. If something happened to him, it would be difficult to explain when they returned. Usually, he would even forget about him when he summoned the generals for meetings. He didn't expect that after not seeing him for a few days, he would be so weak.

"Sigh, why would a perfectly good young master like him come here to suffer like this!" Ge Xiaoyao sighed inwardly, but now he admired his courage. Despite his poor health, he had followed him everywhere, never once considering retreating with the Three Tigers Army.

"By now, the Three Tigers Army should have successfully withdrawn from Dongyi! But what about my 30,000 brothers?" Ge Xiaoyao was somewhat lost. To be honest, although he had led this group through countless calamities, he wasn't confident he could lead them out this time, because he was powerless against this "bewitching array"!

Just then, the physician brought over the ten-thousand-year-old ginseng king. "General, only five remain!"

Ge Xiaoyao nodded, cut off a piece of the ginseng king, and put it in Yuwen Guang's mouth. Seeing his complexion return to normal, he breathed a sigh of relief and said to the physician. "Boil all the ginseng kings into ginseng soup. Also, take out all the tonics and distribute them. Pass on my order: only the weak are allowed to consume them. Anyone who tries to steal or scramble for them will be executed without mercy!"

A cup of soy milk strengthens a billion Chinese people; a single ginseng king strengthens an entire army of angry lions. Damn, those are ten-thousand-year-old ginseng kings! These days, even billionaires can't buy them.

Yuwen Guang recovered quickly, and soon he was able to stand up on his own. Although still somewhat weak, he should be able to speak and walk without problems. He looked at Ge Xiaoyao, his eyes filled with gratitude.

Ge Xiaoyao smiled and said, "Yuwen School Guard, what is it? Speak!"

Yuwen Guang said, "General, have we been trapped in some strange formation?"

Ge Xiaoyao nodded, "I suspect so too, but I know nothing about formations!"

Yuwen Guang said, "I did learn some esoteric arts from my father, so I know a little about formations, but this formation is huge, enough to hold 100,000 people. I only went through it once, so I can't investigate it completely." He paused here, glancing at Ge Xiaoyao, wondering if he understood. Seeing

Ge Xiaoyao nod to let him continue, a blush rose on his face.

"Damn! I didn't expect this kid to be so shy. Looks like I'll have to find him some girls to train him with..." Ge Xiaoyao, seeing Yuwen Guang's expression, already knew he must have some skill and might be able to break the formation, and his mood improved.

Yuwen Guang then said, "So I wish to borrow the general's divine eagle to search this formation and find a way to break it!"

Ge Xiaoyao smiled upon hearing this, thinking to himself, "Good lad, so he's after my white-headed eagle!" He readily agreed, "No problem. If you can break this formation, let alone the eagle, I, Ge Xiaoyao, will immediately relinquish my position as a guard, without a second thought!"

Yuwen Guang's face flushed again, but now his eyes held a hint of tears as he knelt down and said, "I still remember what the general said when he set out from Chaoge: 'Where I, Ge Xiaoyao, am, there you are, there is anger.'" "The Lion Army is here! I don't care what others say now, I, Yuwen Guang, swear to the heavens, as long as I, Yuwen Guang, am here, as long as the Lion Army is here, General Ge Xiaoyao is here, and I, Yuwen Guang, swear to follow General Ge!"

Ge Xiaoyao quickly helped him up, suppressing his excitement, and patted his shoulder, saying, "Good brother! Go... I entrust this to you, I entrust this to the 30,000 brothers of the Lion Army!"

At this moment, the giant eagle had arrived. Because it had been hiding and running around these past few days to avoid revealing its position, it had been running on two legs just like Ge Xiaoyao and the others, and was already restless and eager to take flight.

Ge Xiaoyao stroked the eagle's neck, chuckled, and said, "Yuwen Guard, today I'll make an exception and be your eagle carrier. Please get on the eagle!"

The soldiers around couldn't help but laugh as well. Yuwen Guang smiled sheepishly, flipped over, and mounted the eagle's back.

With a long cry, the giant eagle carried Ge Xiaoyao and Yuwen Guang into the air, disappearing into the vast forest in the blink of an eye.

Chapter 71 The Forest of Enchantment (Part 2)

"General, look there..." Yuwen Guang pointed to a tall and prominent acacia tree directly below.

Ge Xiaoyao slowly nodded. "Hmm... good. There are giant trees like this in the Qian, Kan, Li, and Gen positions. These are the key points of the formation. Oh... right, what kind of formation did you say it was?"

Yuwen Guang thought for a moment and said, "If I'm not mistaken, this is the Phoenix Song Formation, one of the thirteen ancient formations. Moreover, combined with this extremely erotic acacia tree and the pink mist bewitching drug, it forms the Nine Heavens Phoenix Song Bewitching Formation."

Ge Xiaoyao urged the white-headed giant eagle to turn around. "What is the origin of this formation?"

Yuwen Guang said, "This Nine Heavens Phoenix Song Bewitching Formation, if ordinary people enter without understanding the formation, not only will they be unable to leave, but over time, they will also trigger the bewitching mist mechanism, inevitably suffering disaster, developing erotic hallucinations that they cannot extricate themselves from, and finally going mad and self-harming to death! This formation has a huge range, probably enough to hold 100,000 people. I really don't know what kind of expert here could create such a large formation..."

"Is this formation easy to break?" Ge Xiaoyao asked.

Yuwen Guang pondered for a moment, "If it's just the Phoenix Song Formation, plus this Acacia Tree, it's still manageable to break, but..."

Ge Xiaoyao hurriedly asked, "But what?"

Yuwen Guang said, "But the mist is too bizarre. I don't know how to dispel it, and from what I see, although the soldiers are holding sobering herbs in their mouths, it's ultimately not a solution. They can withstand small wisps of mist, but if it were a large group, they would probably all be in trouble!"

Ge Xiaoyao's face darkened: "Damn! This Witchcraft Cult is truly vicious! However, I'm certain that there isn't much mist, and it must have an origin. If we..." "If we cut off its root, wouldn't this formation be easily broken? Based on your formation analysis, where should the source of the fog be?"

Yuwen Guang remained silent, silently calculating for a moment, then said, "According to my estimation, there are no more than ten points where the fog is released, but they are all extremely rare locations. Moreover, if we recklessly disrupt them, it will likely only make things more chaotic."

Ge Xiaoyao smiled and said, "You don't need to worry about that. I'm an expert at dealing with these fog-dispelling drugs. You just need to point out the specific locations to me."

Yuwen Guang nodded and said, "Alright!" He then pointed out each location to him one by one from the eagle's back, which Ge Xiaoyao noted down. After discussing

how to break the formation, the two returned along the same route and went their separate ways. Ge Xiaoyao summoned physicians to collect herbs to counteract the fog, made them all into a liquid, filled the soldiers' drinking bags with it, and carefully selected more than a hundred strong soldiers to carry the water bags to the sources of the fog by the white-headed eagle, where the liquid was poured over them to prevent the fog from taking effect.

On the other hand, Yuwen Guang, along with his generals Han Biao, Ming Xian, and Zeng Yi, each led a hundred soldiers to clear away rocks and trees, carrying giant axes to cut down the several giant acacia trees forming the barrier.

In fact, Ge Xiaoyao's move was extremely ruthless and not Yuwen Guang's original intention in breaking the formation. Yuwen Guang's plan was to break through a corner of the formation's gate, opening a lifeline, and leading the 30,000-plus men out of the formation, thus achieving great success. However, Ge Xiaoyao, having suffered greatly from the formation and fearing other Shang soldiers might mistakenly enter it, conceived the idea of completely eradicating it.

"Hmm, this should be the last one!" Ge Xiaoyao stood before a mountain spring. The water flowing from the spring was black, gathering into a small pool beside it, emitting a strong, sinister stench. Nothing grew around it; even the few remaining acacia trees were withered and dead.

Ahead, in a dozen or so directions, there were rocks, swamps, trees, and even stone carvings of strange human faces, identical to the ones Ge Xiaoyao had seen in the brothel.

Ge Xiaoyao knew this was just a decoy; the real sleeping potion was hidden within these things. Once the mechanism was activated, these things would immediately form thick fog and smoke, spreading throughout the forest with the wind.

However, Ge Xiaoyao never expected that this place was actually a spring, because fog often arises from water and dissolves upon contact with it, losing its effectiveness. "Damn! What a poisonous thing!" Ge Xiaoyao couldn't help but secretly admire the skill of the person who set up the formation, managing to mix the potion into the mountain spring without leaking out, concentrating it only within a few feet in radius.

He made a gesture, and immediately soldiers splashed the potion from their leather water bags far away into the mountain spring and pool. In an instant, a thick white smoke rose, followed by a hissing sound, and the black water instantly boiled.

Seeing the soldiers' astonished expressions, Ge Xiaoyao chuckled and said, "Normal phenomenon, this happens when two potions with opposite properties are mixed together!" He originally wanted to say it was a chemical reaction, but thinking that these soldiers wouldn't understand, he used a vague explanation instead.

The water churned and boiled, and a soldier asked nervously, "General, are you really alright?"

Ge Xiaoyao, standing on tiptoe with a smug look

on his face, said, "Damn! What are you afraid of? With that kind of courage, how could you fight a war!" The soldier blushed and fell silent.

At this moment, the water in the pool boiled even more violently, with splashes shooting up more than a foot high. Ge Xiaoyao and his men had to stand back to avoid being splashed.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang, as if a giant water bomb had exploded in the pool, with splashes shooting more than ten feet high. Then the earth began to tremble.

"Damn! Could the chemical reaction be too intense, causing an earthquake?" Ge Xiaoyao was thinking when the tremors grew stronger and stronger. Several soldiers were already unsteady on their feet, and even the white-headed giant eagle became restless, chirping and flapping its wings as if trying to fly away.

"Not good!" A chill ran through Ge Xiaoyao's heart, and he hurriedly shouted, "Get on the eagle's back!"

The white-headed giant eagle soared into the air. Several loud bangs echoed below, followed by billowing steam. A long, deep crack, about a foot wide, had appeared on the edge of the pool.

"Damn it!" Ge Xiaoyao cursed angrily, glancing at the soldier who had spoken earlier.

The soldier quickly turned away, not daring to look at Ge Xiaoyao.

The boiling water gradually subsided, and the white-headed giant eagle circled in the sky a few times before landing again at Ge Xiaoyao's command. The boiling water had cooled; the once black pool had become a clear stream.

Gazing at the crystal-clear spring water, Ge Xiaoyao finally felt relieved. He laughed heartily and gestured, "Mission accomplished! Let's go see Yuwen Guang and the others!"

The group flew away on the white-headed giant eagle. No one noticed that shortly afterward, the once crystal-clear spring water suddenly became murky. A rumbling sound came from the crack beside the pool as it slowly filled with water—a blood-red color.

At that moment, Yuwen Guang, Ming Xian, Han Biao, and Zeng Yi were leading several hundred soldiers, each wielding a giant acacia tree, hacking at it with massive axes. This was the final key to the Nine Heavens Phoenix Song Enchanting Array—the Gate of Life. Once it was destroyed, the Nine Heavens Phoenix Song Enchanting Array would be completely destroyed.

Ge Xiaoyao and his soldiers immediately went down to help, while Yuwen Guang was pulled onto the eagle's back by Ge Xiaoyao, circling around the giant tree, constantly monitoring the changes in the array's situation.

"Cut down this giant tree, then head east from there. There should be a canyon there; once we cross it, we can escape this strange, secluded forest and enter the mountains. Then we'll find a chance to return to the rear!" Yuwen Guang pointed to the undulating mountains and said to Ge Xiaoyao.

"Damn! Could those barbarian soldiers be waiting for us outside the formation?" Ge Xiaoyao exclaimed. Now that the formation was broken, he immediately shifted his focus to how to shake off the Eastern Yi army's pursuit.

Yuwen Guang said, "Probably not! This secluded forest is vast, and with such a strange formation, those Eastern Yi soldiers must think we're trapped inside! Besides, even if they were prepared, it would take at least 500,000 troops to completely seal off the area outside the secluded forest. They don't have that many troops!"

Ge Xiaoyao increasingly felt that Yuwen Guang's strategic vision was indeed extraordinary, far surpassing Zeng Yi, Ming Xian, and even Han Biao. Perhaps he wasn't good at fighting on the battlefield, but he was certainly capable of strategizing and winning battles from afar. He began to feel fortunate. "Damn! It's truly fate! You bastards wanted to wipe out me, Ge Xiaoyao, and sent me over a thousand defeated soldiers. But you didn't expect it, did you? My few guards are all capable of handling things independently. Just wait and see how I deal with you when I get back!"

With a loud crash, a giant tree collapsed, startling countless birds and beasts in the forest, which scattered in all directions.

"Damn it! It's done!" Guard Ming Xian wiped the sweat from his face and shouted first, and everyone else was overjoyed.

"Go, go back immediately and lead the army out of this damned Youqing Forest!" Ge Xiaoyao commanded from his eagle.

The more than five hundred men split into four teams and rushed towards their respective armies. Unbeknownst to anyone, thick clouds and mist were beginning to rise from all directions above the entire Youqing Forest.

"Haha... ah... ah..."

Ge Xiaoyao and Yuwen Guang, riding their white-headed giant eagle, were the fastest to reach the central army of the Angry Lion Army. However, the scene before them shocked them.

Countless soldiers were running around, laughing lewdly, their arms outstretched as if grabbing something; their clothes were torn to shreds.

"Damn! What's going on?" Ge Xiaoyao exclaimed, looking up sharply. He saw that the sky was covered with dark clouds, and nine black, dragon-like or snake-like things seemed to be coiled within them, spewing out thick smoke that enveloped the entire Youqing Forest.

"Yuwen, wasn't the Bewitching Array broken? How could this be?" Ge Xiaoyao asked, bewildered.

Yuwen Guang was also confused. He quickly looked around and cried out, "General, we've fallen into a trap!"

"What?" Ge Xiaoyao frowned.

"It's my fault! General, I've ruined the entire Angry Lion Army!" Yuwen Guang cried out, covering his face and sobbing on the back of the giant eagle.

"Damn it! What are you crying about?!" Ge Xiaoyao shouted sternly, "Tell me quickly, what happened? Stand up straight if you're a man!"

Yuwen Guang suddenly snapped out of his daze, "General, we're trapped in a formation within a formation!"

"A formation within a formation?" Ge Xiaoyao was also shocked!

"Outside this Nine Heavens Phoenix Song Enchanting Formation, there's a Nine Heavens Dragon Royal Dream Formation. If the Phoenix Song Formation is destroyed, the Dragon Royal Formation will automatically trigger!" Yuwen Guang said.

"Damn! That's incredibly vicious! In other words, if we don't completely destroy the Phoenix Song Formation, but instead find a way out, we won't trigger this even more sinister Dragon Royal Formation?" Ge Xiaoyao asked.

Yuwen Guang nodded, then gently shook his head.

Ge Xiaoyao was puzzled. "Damn! Is there any way to break this damned Nine Heavens Lustful Dragon Formation?"

Yuwen Guang's eyes were blank as he slowly said, "The Nine Heavens Dragon Dream Woman Formation is actually more powerful than the Phoenix Song Bewitching Formation. Its most powerful aspect is not the formation itself, but the nine-tailed black dragon that constitutes this great formation!"

Ge Xiaoyao gasped, and the image of the nine-tailed black dragon monster in the lewd cave halfway up the Purple Mist Deep Ravine immediately flashed through his mind. "Damn!"

"According to ancient books, this nine-tailed black dragon is an ancient lustful beast. It usually exists as nine tails, but when it is in heat for a hundred years, it merges into one tail, seeking a young woman to mate with, and at the same time transferring the essence of the sun and moon that it has absorbed over a hundred years to the woman."

Chapter 72 The Forest of Passion (Part 2)

Although Ge Xiaoyao had heard of this nine-tailed black dragon, it was only in the pharmacopoeia. How could it be so detailed?

The strange story of the nine-tailed black dragon made Ge Xiaoyao gasp repeatedly, and the image of Ying Nu, the black dragon variant, kept flashing through his mind.

After listening to Yuwen Guang finish speaking, Ge Xiaoyao said, "So, does that mean we're doomed?"

Yuwen Guang's face showed helplessness, and he finally nodded, saying, "The Nine Heavens Dragon Control Formation itself isn't very powerful. The key is that nine-tailed black dragon; we're helpless against it… Even immortals would struggle against such an ancient beast, let alone us?"

Ge Xiaoyao felt a chill in his heart. "Damn! That's incredibly ruthless!" However, hearing that breaking the formation was hopeless, he calmed down completely and let out a long laugh.

Yuwen Guang's face had changed color. "General, what's wrong? Actually…"

Ge Xiaoyao said with a bright smile, "Actually what? Brother Yuwen!"

He emphasized the word "brother," which moved Yuwen Guang, and he almost swallowed back the words he was about to say. "Brother… even if the Nine Heavens Dragon Control Formation were ten times more powerful, it still wouldn't be able to trap this white-headed divine eagle, you…"

"Alright! Stop talking!" Ge Xiaoyao rudely interrupted him, his gaze sharp. "Do I look like someone who would abandon his brothers to live alone?!"

Yuwen Guang was speechless.

After a long silence, Ge Xiaoyao sighed, "Brother, you're right! No matter what, escaping is the right thing to do!"

At this moment, the mist spewed by the black dragon gradually enveloped the entire valley, and more and more soldiers went berserk. Ge Xiaoyao steeled his resolve, urging the giant eagle to swoop down towards the ranks. He leaped down, grabbing only a few soldiers and tossing them onto the eagle's back. Before Yuwen Guang and the soldiers on the eagle could react, he drew his longsword and slapped the eagle's back. The white-headed eagle let out a long, hoarse cry, its massive wings unfurling as it soared into the sky.

Ge Xiaoyao's actions were completed in an instant. "General... Brother..." Yuwen Guang cried out, unaware of Ge Xiaoyao's intentions.

"Damn it! Remember this, you must get out of here alive!" Ge Xiaoyao shouted, looking up at the sky. Seeing the giant eagle disappear into the vast sea of clouds, he turned back and directed the more lucid soldiers to seize the weapons from the berserk soldiers.

Ge Xiaoyao sat down against a large tree, waiting for the mist to descend, waiting to go mad like those soldiers, tearing his clothes to shreds and making those obscene gestures. "No! I won't!" He lightly stroked the iron sword in his hand, thinking that if he showed any signs of going mad, he would cut his own throat and die.

The soldiers watched helplessly as their comrades, poisoned by the mist, went mad and died tragically. Then, seeing Ge Xiaoyao with his sword held to his neck, they suddenly understood everything. But they didn't riot. One soldier pointed his weapon at his chest, then two, three, four…

Ge Xiaoyao, seeing them all imitating him, suddenly found it amusing. "Damn it! It's fate… I, Ge Xiaoyao, actually died in this godforsaken place!" Recalling his former carefree and unrestrained life, the woman who had become incredibly ugly after taking her medicine, the burly men who had been struck by lightning while chasing him, and even Jiang Ziya, Consort Shu, Yan Qiang, King Zhou, and Yi Liang, he suddenly understood. "Damn it! It was that damned beast Yi Liang who plotted against me! And that vile woman, Consort Shu and Yan Yun, they must have conspired to kill me!"

Ge Xiaoyao gritted his teeth in hatred. He thought of Consort De, Consort Zhuang, Empress Jiang… one beautiful and alluring face after another, curvaceous and sexy bodies… Chu Yu?

His thoughts suddenly went blank, and before he knew it, a figure would flash past his eyes. But one figure remained elusive! Who was it?

"Little San'er!" Ge Xiaoyao shuddered, barely managing to focus. He then realized that several soldiers had already died by their own weapons, their faces showing no pain, only faint smiles. Ge Xiaoyao recited an incantation

, and felt a cold wind rise. Then, a clear image of a woman appeared before him, striking a seductive pose, leering and tempting him. Ge Xiaoyao abruptly closed his eyes, but the woman didn't disappear; instead, she drew closer, clinging to his body. The feeling of her warm, soft flesh was wonderful…

Ge Xiaoyao wanted to open his arms to embrace her, but a voice in his heart suddenly warned, "It's an illusion!"

Ge Xiaoyao sneered at the woman, pressing his iron sword against her neck, the cold sensation quite pleasant. "Damn it! I'll just be a man again in my next life!" He gritted his teeth...

For Yin San, he was utterly exhausted. He had already used his maximum ghostly power to create a powerful tornado, blowing the mist away. "Damn it! Boss... why the hell are you still pretending to be dead! The eagle is fighting those beasts to the death, why aren't you awake! It's just a puff of mist, what's the big deal!"

"Damn it! You guys, hurry up and divide up what's in these jars, one piece each..." The soldiers who were still conscious stared wide-eyed, unable to believe what was happening before their eyes. In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen large jars appeared before them, filled with a fragrant, milky liquid.

They hesitated, not daring to act, when the cold wind shouted again, "Damn! What are you waiting for? This is fucking life-saving stuff!"

At this moment, the soldiers finally understood that the cold wind was meant to save their lives. The bolder ones began to approach, dipping their fingers in the liquid and licking it, only to vomit it out with a "whoosh."

"Damn! You're fucking useless! I told you to give a drop to each of those poisoned brothers!" the cold wind cursed again. The soldiers finally understood and quickly took the liquid, forcing it into the mouths of the crazed soldiers. Sure enough, as soon as the liquid entered their mouths, the crazed soldiers immediately became still.

"Quick, give some to my boss… give some to your general!" the swirling cold wind shouted again.

So, a drop of the lotion was carefully placed into Ge Xiaoyao's mouth by a soldier.

"Damn! What is this?!" Ge Xiaoyao woke up, feeling much clearer-headed, but his mouth had a strange, indescribable taste! When he saw the cold wind whipping up sand and stones, the dozen or so large earthenware jars, the busy soldiers, and the gradually waking poisoned soldiers, he immediately understood everything.

"Damn it! Little San, why didn't you say you knew this sooner?!" Ge Xiaoyao cursed loudly.

"Hehe, boss..." Yin San laughed, "Who told you not to release me? Those few little mudskippers are a piece of cake for me!"

"Bragging!" Ge Xiaoyao smiled faintly, looking up at the sky. The fog had dissipated, and several black dragons were engaged in a fierce battle with a white-headed giant eagle in the rolling black clouds.

Ge Xiaoyao was shocked; he hadn't expected that the white-headed eagle could actually defeat the nine-tailed black dragon!

"Hehe, you wouldn't believe it!" Yin San said. "Brother Eagle told me that it's been fighting those mudskippers for thousands of years, and they still haven't decided who's the winner. This is a perfect opportunity for them to settle things once and for all!"

Ge Xiaoyao looked at the cold wind with suspicion, then suddenly remembered, "Ghosts can communicate with birds!"

He felt a sense of relief, then a sudden tension, and hurriedly asked, "Little San, where are Yuwen Guang and the others?"

Yin San chuckled, "They went to get the dragon saliva to save the other soldiers!"

Ge Xiaoyao then realized that Yuwen Guang's guard battalion wasn't here. He finally breathed a sigh of relief and directed the soldiers to distribute the nine-tailed dragon saliva.

"Sigh, how did you know that the nine-tailed dragon saliva could cure this black dragon mist poison?" Ge Xiaoyao asked.

Seeing the mist dissipate, Yin San stopped the cold wind and said breathlessly, "Brother Eagle told me!"

Ge Xiaoyao nodded and looked up at the sky.

In the sky, the white-headed eagle kept letting out long, hoarse cries, its two long wings flapping powerfully, its sharp beak and two iron claws fiercely pecking at the black dragons.

"Damn! Luckily, this is only the Nine-Tailed Black Dragon's clone stage. If it were like the Nine-Tailed Dragon in that lewd cave, even two white-headed eagles would probably have a hard time gaining the upper hand!" Thinking of this, Ge Xiaoyao said to Yin San, who was hovering there, "Xiao San, why don't you go up and help the white-headed eagle?"

"No way, boss..." Yin San shouted, "I was almost exhausted from creating that whirlwind!"

Ge Xiaoyao chuckled, "It's okay, you just need to go up and lend a hand, give it a few quick blows, that's all..."

Yin San said, "Alright then! But I definitely won't be the main force, actually I hate dealing with those mudskippers the most!" After saying that, a cold wind swirled up, rushing straight towards the horizon.

As soon as Yin San ascended, the pressure on the white-headed eagle lessened. It let out a few excited hoarse cries, its long wings flapping, and its sharp talons tore through the body of a black dragon. The dragon tumbled in the sky, spraying countless drops of black blood.

"Damn! That blood is poisonous! Hide!" Ge Xiaoyao shouted urgently.

Chaos erupted on the ground. Fortunately, this was a forest, offering hiding places, but several soldiers were still drenched in the black blood, their bodies instantly festering and soon reduced to piles of bones.

Hearing the pitiful screams, Ge Xiaoyao sighed, "Damn it, I'll never come to this hellhole again!"

At this moment, the nine-tailed black dragon, though injured, didn't fight desperately. It gathered together and fled far away towards the horizon. The white-headed eagle and Yin San seemed unable to give chase, circling in the sky for a while before landing. The sky returned to its tranquil blue.

Then, the guards from various schools arrived at the central command to report the casualties of their soldiers to Ge Xiaoyao. Upon hearing this, Ge Xiaoyao was deeply distressed. Over three thousand soldiers had perished from the black dragon's poisonous gas. Among them was a school guard.

Ge Xiaoyao calmed himself and said, "Bury the fallen soldiers on the spot, assemble the troops, and prepare to advance!" He called to Yuwen Guang, "Scholar Yuwen, can we break through the Nine Heavens Dragon Formation now?"

Perhaps because he had caused such heavy losses, Yuwen Guang looked ashamed. Hearing Ge Xiaoyao call him, he immediately said, "Since the nine-tailed black dragon has escaped, the Nine Heavens Dragon Formation is now just a decoration!"

Ge Xiaoyao thought for a moment and said, "Alright! Yuwen Jun, lead the way, the main force will follow. Let's try to break out of this hellish place before nightfall!"

As night approached, the Angry Lion Army had already entered a canyon. Yuwen Guang sent a soldier to report that they had broken through the Nine Heavens Dragon Formation, and Ge Xiaoyao finally breathed a sigh of relief. He ordered the entire army to advance another ten miles while it was still light and set up camp.

However, before Ge Xiaoyao could relax, soldiers at the front reported that several thousand people had been spotted ahead, all naked and running forward like madmen.

"Damn it!" Ge Xiaoyao cursed, "Strange things happen every year, but this year is even worse! Is streaking a common practice in this godforsaken place?"

Chapter 73 Three Thousand Naked Men (Part 1)

It's normal for one person to go insane, but it's very strange for more than three thousand people to go insane together. Extreme terror was evident in the eyes of these people. Although they were panting heavily, they still ran forward desperately, as if something was attracting them to hurry ahead. People kept foaming at the mouth and collapsing, struggling on the ground, panting heavily, but the others ignored them and continued running forward.

"Damn it! What's wrong with these people?" Under Ge Xiaoyao's order, Han Biao, the commander of the central army, led dozens of soldiers to chase after them. After a short while, they dragged back a man who was covered in sweat but struggling.

"Mist?" Ge Xiaoyao glanced at the man, a chill running down his spine. "Damn it! It's that damned witch cult again! Could it be that those two deadly formations were also set up by the witch cult?"

A bucket of cold water calmed the man down. After being forced to drink a potion specially prepared by Ge Xiaoyao by three soldiers, he finally regained some of his senses. "You...who are you?"

Ge Xiaoyao asked, "And who are you?"

The man finally saw their attire clearly, but suddenly burst into tears and knelt on the ground: "General, please save us!"

After hearing the man's story, Ge Xiaoyao felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. "Damn it! That witch cult is truly vicious!"

It turned out that this group was a supply convoy responsible for transporting provisions to the Shang army at the front. The soldier said their commander was also a member of the Eastern Expeditionary Guard named Ying Guang. Besides transporting provisions, they were also responsible for rescuing straggling soldiers and capturing deserters.

They only learned halfway there that the Shang army had captured Pinggu, and that the three-army attack on Pinggu was launched by Ge Xiaoyao's Angry Lion Army. Ying Guang, the Eastern Expeditionary Guard, was overjoyed and ordered the pursuit of deserters to be abandoned, and they rushed towards Pinggu at full speed.

However, unexpectedly, they encountered an ambush by the barbarian army halfway there, only to discover that the Shang army at the front had inexplicably retreated. Ying Guang led his soldiers in a hasty battle, fighting and retreating. Of the more than ten thousand men, only three thousand remained. All the provisions and supplies were abandoned, and in their desperation, they ran into the Hehuan Forest, where they could no longer find their way out.

In their anxious moment, they encountered a middle-aged beauty from the Eastern Yi region. The woman used some kind of sorcery, and a purple-red mist rose up, causing them all to faint. Although they remained conscious, they couldn't utter a sound, their bodies involuntarily running forward…

“General! Please, save our entire army! Any later and it will be too late!” The soldier, now fully conscious and shivering, continued to plead.

Ge Xiaoyao frowned. He had met this Eastern Expeditionary General, Wei Yingguang, once before, and Wei Yingguang had even saved his life. Ge Xiaoyao had been chased by Yingnu, and it was Wei Yingguang who led the guards to drive her away and save him. Moreover, the two had shared wine and conversation, finding each other quite congenial. Logically and morally, he should have done everything in his power to save him.

"The entire Angry Lion Army advances at top speed! Zeng Yi, you lead a force to break through from this direction and make sure to stop Ying Guang's army outside that canyon!" Ge Xiaoyao jumped down from the white-headed eagle and immediately gave the order.

Thus, a scene unfolded in the jungle: over three thousand naked soldiers running ahead, pursued by over ten thousand fully armed Shang soldiers. Finally, near midnight, the Angry Lion Army managed to subdue the naked army. However, they found no trace of their commander—Dongzheng Langwei Ying Guang.

According to the soldiers, Ying Guang had run faster and had already rushed into the canyon.

"You rest here. Prepare medicine to treat these soldiers according to the prescription I gave you! I'm going to pursue General Ying Guang!" Ge Xiaoyao said, leaping onto the white-headed eagle's back.

"General..." Chao Biao said.

Ge Xiaoyao glanced at Han Biao and understood his meaning. He laughed, "I know a commander cannot leave lightly in times of crisis, but if I don't go, can you catch up with him? Don't worry, I'll be back soon!"

Han Biao was speechless. He had also heard that Ying Guang's martial arts were extremely powerful, and his lightness skill was far beyond theirs. Perhaps, only Ge Xiaoyao's white-headed eagle could catch him now.

But he still wanted to say something, but before he could speak, Ge Xiaoyao had already taken off on the white-headed eagle.

The night was deep, and the mountain wind whistled past his ears. Ge Xiaoyao looked around on the white-headed eagle. The night was dark, and he couldn't see anything clearly. "Damn! If only I had a searchlight!"

Although he couldn't see anything, he still looked down in vain. Seeing was better than not seeing, right? What else could he do?

Ge Xiaoyao had already summoned the spirit ghost Yin San. Although he couldn't see clearly, this night-walking ghost could surely see clearly! A cold wind swirled around him. The white-headed eagle occasionally let out a long, hoarse cry.

"Boss, is that Ying Guang a thief? We've chased him so far, and we haven't even seen a shadow of him!" Yin San asked.

"Haha, how would I know? But he's a legitimate member of the Eastern Expeditionary Guard, his martial arts and fighting skills are top-notch, unlike this useless imposter like me!" Ge Xiaoyao laughed.

"Hehe..." Yin San chuckled, "What's the use? I still fell for it!"

Ge Xiaoyao said, "Don't talk, watch carefully!"

Yin San then stopped talking, a cold wind swirling around him as he rushed ahead of the white-headed eagle. This displeased the eagle, which flapped its wings and overtook Yin San. Yin San chuckled, and the eagle and the ghost began their contest.

"Boss! Where are they!" As they spoke, the eagle and the ghost had chased after them for another seven or eight miles when Yin San suddenly shouted, "It sounds like they're fighting someone!"

Although Ge Xiaoyao couldn't see clearly, he listened intently and indeed, he could faintly hear the shouts of men and women.

"Go quickly!" Ge Xiaoyao pressed down on the eagle's back, and the white-headed giant eagle swooped down towards the source of the fighting sounds. After these days of training, the white-headed giant eagle was extremely docile towards Ge Xiaoyao. With just a gesture from Ge Xiaoyao, it understood its master's meaning, and no longer needed Ge Xiaoyao to sway it left and right like a vine.

"Boss, it's not a one-on-one fight! Those women are ganging up on us!" Yin San shouted from the side.

"Damn! You said there are women?" Ge Xiaoyao's eyes lit up. "How many?"

"Oh... let me count!" Yin San then said, "Four!"

Ge Xiaoyao asked, "Are they all wearing black?"

Yin San pondered for a moment and said, "Only one!" He chuckled and said, "You should go down and see for yourself!"

The man, the eagle, and the ghost had already landed. Although the night was dark, Ge Xiaoyao could vaguely make out the figures of the people in the sword light.

"Damn!" Ge Xiaoyao's eyes widened. He was prepared that Ying Guang's agile body was not wearing clothes, but only one of the four women was wearing black! The other three...

obviously, although Ying Guang's martial arts were high, the women were not inferior. They had obviously received some witchcraft training. A faint blue light appeared in the sword light, while the iron sword in Ying Guang's hand was completely colorless, like a piece of scrap iron.

When Ge Xiaoyao first arrived, Ying Guang was still holding his own, but as Ge Xiaoyao calmed down, Ying Guang, perhaps due to exhaustion, gradually began to show signs of weakness.

However, it seemed that the women didn't intend to kill him, so each move was just a touch and not a killing blow, allowing Ying Guang to barely cope.

"Damn! These women, despite their slender waists and legs, are actually quite skilled!" Ge Xiaoyao thought of Ying Nu again, "What exactly is this Witchcraft Cult? Why do they always resort to honey traps?"

Ge Xiaoyao thought to himself, seeing Ying Guang struggling, he immediately drew his iron sword to help, but was stopped by a gust of cold wind. Only Yin San whispered, "Boss, have you taken a fancy to some woman and want to show off your skills?"

"Damn! What are you saying, kid? Do you think I'm that kind of lecherous person?!" Ge Xiaoyao retorted angrily in a low voice.

Yin San chuckled, "Since that's the case, these beauties are all mine, you can stay here and rest!" With that, a gust of cold wind swept towards the women.

Ge Xiaoyao knew that even if he went up, he wouldn't be a match for them. "Damn! You're in luck this time, but you'd better work hard and not grope me!"

Yin San's swirling cold wind swept past the women, and the three naked women couldn't bear it any longer. They each cried out, took three steps back, and trembled, hugging their shoulders. Only the woman in black cried out, pushed Ying Guang aside, and swung her sword at Yin San's cold wind. The dark blue sword light drew a dazzling streak in the night.

"Damn! Boss... that hurts!" Yin San shouted.

"Hehe... you think you're so capable? Haha... these beauties are yours!" Ge Xiaoyao knew Yin San was deliberately being coy, and stood to the side, arms crossed, chuckling coldly.

At this moment, seeing that her first sword strike had missed, the woman immediately raised her eyebrows and shouted in a sweet voice, "Who dares to play tricks here!" With that, she unleashed three more sword strikes, each aimed at Yin San's whirlwind.

Yin San was a spirit ghost, and the gust of yin wind wasn't his physical form, so how could he be afraid of such a mere sword move? He chuckled lewdly, "Little beauty, I am a ghost, no need to pretend. If you like, I can play with you..."

The woman was furious and speechless, only swinging her sword repeatedly. Yin San didn't care, continuing his lewd teasing.

Ge Xiaoyao, hearing Yin San's increasingly vulgar words, quickly spoke up, "Little San, that's enough. Watch your mouth. Do you even want to be reincarnated? Let's finish this quickly, this place is not safe to stay..."

At this moment, Ying Guang, who was already dealing with three injured women with ease, also had a chance to speak, "Is that Brother Ge? What are you doing here?!"

Ge Xiaoyao chuckled, "Brother Ying Guang, it's me, Ge Xiaoyao. I saved all three thousand of your brothers... I came here specifically to save you!"

Ying Guang swung his sword and struck the arm of a naked woman. The woman screamed in agony, her sword flying from her hand, blood splattering everywhere. However, Ying Guang showed no mercy, charging forward with his sword, only to be stopped by the other two naked women.

"Thank you then, but this place is too eerie. Let's retreat first and talk later!"

Seeing she couldn't defeat Ying Guang, the injured woman cried out and turned to pounce on Ge Xiaoyao. Although her sword was out of her hand, ten long nails now adorned her jade-like hands, like iron claws, gleaming coldly. Combined with her disheveled hair and blood-stained, pale face, she was practically a beautiful yet terrifying female ghost.

"Damn! Why is she coming at me..." Ge Xiaoyao exclaimed, turning and running. He didn't want to fight this naked woman, as her ample bosom kept distracting him. He realized how exhausting it was to fight these naked women, and secretly admired Ying Guang's extraordinary composure.

Seeing Ge Xiaoyao dodge, the woman perked up, shaking her shoulders and wildly whipping her long hair around. She shouted, "Where are you going?" and relentlessly pursued him.

However, just as she was about to pounce on Ge Xiaoyao, her vision suddenly blurred, and she lost sight of him.

She was stunned: "Where did he go?"

Chapter 74 Three Thousand Naked Men (Part 2)

Blood dripped from the naked woman's wrist; her heart was ice-cold. Her target, which should have been easily within her grasp, had vanished without a trace.

At this moment, the woman dressed in black, Ling Gui Yin San, was engaged in a heated fight.

The other two women were also fighting desperately with Ying Guang, almost coming to blows. "Hehe!" The woman only heard a man's lewd laughter before feeling herself suddenly embraced. She couldn't see anything, but felt two large hands covering her breasts. "Hmph!" she thought coldly, "So he's a lecher too. I'm not afraid of lechers!" She immediately released her grip on her sword, her body going limp as she fell into the empty arms of the man.

To an outsider, this woman was truly bizarre, half-lying naked, seemingly intentionally revealing what women should have. She said with a seductive laugh, "Brother, what are you playing hide-and-seek with me for? If you like, come back with me… I have a huge bed there!"

"Damn!" Ge Xiaoyao, already using an invisibility spell, was startled. "She's really fucking slutty… Even those prostitutes back in the day wouldn't dare say something like that! I'm not stupid! If I go back with you, you'll skin me alive, steam me, and eat me!"

Ge Xiaoyao tightened his grip, immediately squeezing the seductive woman until she could barely breathe. The woman, however, was also unusual; seeing her beauty fail, she suddenly raised her hands, chanting incantations.

Ge Xiaoyao knew the power of this witchcraft; he couldn't handle it on his own. He abruptly released her and kicked her heavily to the ground.

At this moment, seeing that she couldn't gain any advantage and that her opponent was neither a ghost nor a demon, the woman in black grew increasingly cold. She abruptly took three steps back, gave a greeting, and the group of women immediately fled into the vast forest.

"Damn it! You're running again? I haven't had enough fun yet!" Yin San was about to give chase when Ge Xiaoyao called out to him.

Ge Xiaoyao said, "Don't pursue a desperate enemy! Let's go back and plan our next move!"

Seeing that the enemy had fled, Ying Guang also let out a long sigh and slumped to the ground. Although his martial arts were highly skilled, he had suffered some injuries.

"Brother Ying Guang, are you alright?" Ge Xiaoyao asked, approaching him.

Ying Guang, his strong chest heaving, was clearly still recovering. Seeing Ge Xiaoyao's question, he shook his head and said, "I'm fine. Thanks to your help, brother, otherwise I, Ying Guang, would have... would have... been defeated by these women."

Ge Xiaoyao knew Ying Guang was embarrassed; after all, it wasn't exactly honorable for a man to fight naked against several women, especially since those women were also naked. If it were Ge Xiaoyao, he wouldn't have been saved; he'd probably have wanted to disappear into the ground forever! He took off a piece of clothing from his own body and handed it to him, changing the subject, "Brother Ying Guang, how come you weren't drugged?"

Ying Guang put on the clothing, his complexion returning to normal. He sighed, "Don't mention it. Actually, I was drugged too, otherwise why would I have come here? But after I got here, the drug suddenly lost its effect. Just as I was about to turn back, I encountered that witch doctor!"

"Oh? So those women were members of the witch doctor sect?" Ge Xiaoyao asked.

Ying Guang nodded and said, "I don't know when, but so many powerful and promiscuous women have appeared in this Dongyi witchcraft sect! I've almost fallen for their tricks several times!" He suddenly remembered something: "Brother, I heard you ordered the Three Tigers Army to retreat to Shang territory. Why are you still here?"

"Damn it! How would I know how I got to this godforsaken place!" Ge Xiaoyao chuckled. "Forget it, this isn't a place to stay. Let's go back first!" With that, he whistled, and the white-headed giant eagle swooped down.

"Boss, don't forget about me!" Yin San swirled a cold wind around Ge Xiaoyao and Ying Guang.

Seeing Ying Guang's incredulous expression, Ge Xiaoyao patted the white-headed giant eagle's head. "This is my mount! And that one is my disciple! Hehe..."

Back at the central army, Ying Guang saw his troops dressed in their uniforms, but they were listless and demoralized, constantly sighing.

Ge Xiaoyao comforted him, "Brother Ying Guang, don't worry. The soldiers have just taken the antidote; they'll be full of energy again after a night's rest!"

Ying Guang's face was gloomy, his fists clenched tightly, and he said hatefully, "The Eastern Barbarian Witchcraft Cult!... I, Ying Guang, swear to be your sworn enemy!" He suddenly raised his head, walked to Ge Xiaoyao, and bowed, saying, "General Shi, Ying Guang, a guard of the Eastern Expedition, is willing to be demoted to a junior guard and join the Angry Lion Army. Please accept me, General!"

Ge Xiaoyao quickly helped him up, saying, "Brother, what are you saying? We are both guards of the Eastern Expedition, and you even saved my life..."

Ying Guang smiled calmly, "I, Ying Guang, once considered myself a hero, but today I have been humiliated by that wicked woman of the Witchcraft Cult. How can I swallow this insult!" He then solemnly said, "Please accept me, General, and wipe out the Witchcraft Cult's lair, and exterminate that wicked woman!"

"Damn it! I knew you couldn't join my Angry Lion Army for nothing. Sure enough, you want us to attack the Witch Cult!" Ge Xiaoyao helped Ying Guang sit down, sighing deeply. "Our Shang Army is not what it used to be! To be honest, if it were half a month ago, even if Brother Ying Guang hadn't said anything, I would have definitely gone to destroy the Witch Cult. But now we..."

Ying Guang, who had been momentarily enraged, calmed down and said, "Yes... right now we're being chased by a large force of barbarian troops, and whether we can escape is still uncertain, let alone annihilate the Witch Cult!"

"How about this!" Ge Xiaoyao said, "In any case, the most urgent thing is for us to retreat first and then make further plans! Brother Ying Guang, please rest assured, we will absolutely not give up!" Ying Guang

nodded and said, "In that case, I, Ying Guang, am willing to be my fellow disciples' vanguard. Ying Guang's army will obey my fellow disciples' commands!"

Ge Xiaoyao said politely, "Let's combine our two armies and break out first! But I wonder if Brother Ying Guang has any good ideas?"

Ying Guang thought for a moment and shook his head, saying, "Our army has fought a bitter battle all the way, and now only a few thousand men remain. If it weren't for the rescue by my fellow disciples, we would probably have been wiped out long ago! Where is there any way out?"

Ge Xiaoyao thought for a moment and said, "I do have an idea, but I don't know if it's feasible?"

Ying Guang said, "I'll follow your orders, fellow disciples!"

Ge Xiaoyao waved his hand and said, "It's just an idea, Brother Ying Guang. You said you're running naked in which direction? That place must be an important organization of the Witchcraft Cult!"

Ying Guang pondered for a moment and nodded, saying, "Fellow disciples, you mean, we..."

Ge Xiaoyao said intently, "Nothing ventured, nothing gained." "If we capture one of the nuns, wouldn't leaving this hellhole be a piece of cake?"

Ying Guang nodded. "That's a good idea! But with our martial arts skills, capturing a nun isn't so easy! Besides, this place is too eerie; it seems some of them know witchcraft, which is something neither you nor I can handle."

Ge Xiaoyao said, "That's precisely why we have to take the risk, otherwise, wouldn't we be trapped and die in this hellhole?"

Just then, Yuwen Guang suddenly rushed in, looking worried. "General, we might be trapped in an even bigger maze!"

Chapter 74 Three Thousand Naked Men (Part 2)

Blood dripped from the naked woman's wrist; her heart was ice-cold. The target that should have been within her grasp had suddenly vanished without a trace.

At this moment, the woman dressed in black, Ling Gui Yin San, was engaged in a fierce battle. The other two women were also fighting desperately with Ying Guang, almost coming to blows.

"Hehe!" The woman heard a man's lewd laughter and suddenly felt herself being embraced, but she couldn't see anything. She felt two large hands covering her breasts. "Hmph!" she thought to herself, "So he's a pervert too. I'm not afraid of perverts at all!" She immediately released her grip on the sword and collapsed into the empty arms of the man.

To an outsider, this woman looked very strange, half-lying on her naked body, seemingly intentionally exposing what a woman should have. She chuckled seductively, "Brother, what are you playing hide-and-seek with me for? If you like, come back with me... I have a huge bed there!"

"Damn!" Ge Xiaoyao, already using an invisibility spell, was startled. "She's really fucking seductive... Even those prostitutes back in the day wouldn't dare say something like that! I'm not stupid! If I go back with you, you'll skin me alive, steam me, and eat me!"

Ge Xiaoyao tightened his grip, immediately squeezing the seductive woman until she could barely breathe. The woman, however, was unusual; seeing her beauty fail, she suddenly raised her hands, chanting incantations.

Ge Xiaoyao knew the power of this witchcraft; he couldn't handle it on his own. He abruptly released her, then kicked her heavily to the ground.

At this moment, the woman in black, seeing she couldn't gain any advantage and unsure whether her opponent was a ghost or a demon, grew increasingly cold. She abruptly took three steps back, gave a greeting, and the group of women immediately fled into the vast forest.

"Damn! You're running away again? I haven't had enough fun yet!" Yin San was about to give chase when Ge Xiaoyao called out to him.

Ge Xiaoyao said, "Don't chase a desperate enemy! Let's go back first and plan our next move!"

Seeing that the enemy had fled, Ying Guang let out a long sigh and slumped to the ground. Although his martial arts were highly skilled, he had suffered some injuries.

"Brother Ying Guang, are you alright?" Ge Xiaoyao asked, approaching him.

Ying Guang's strong chest was panting heavily, clearly still recovering. Seeing Ge Xiaoyao's question, he shook his head and said, "I'm fine. Today, thanks to your help, my fellow disciples, otherwise I, Ying Guang, would really... really... have been defeated by these women." Ge Xiaoyao

knew Ying Guang was somewhat embarrassed. After all, it wasn't a glorious thing for a man to fight naked against several women, especially since those women were also naked. If it were Ge Xiaoyao, he wouldn't have been saved; he would have wanted to find a crack in the ground to disappear into and never see the sun again! He took off a piece of clothing from his own body and handed it to him, changing the subject, "Brother Ying Guang, how come you weren't drugged?"

Ying Guang put on the clothing, and his complexion returned to normal. He sighed and said, "Don't mention it. Actually, I was drugged too, otherwise why would I have ended up here? But after I got here, the drug suddenly lost its effect. Just as I was about to turn back, I ran into that witch doctor!"

"Oh? So those women were from the witch doctor sect?" Ge Xiaoyao said.

Ying Guang nodded and said, "I don't know when, but so many powerful witch doctors have appeared in the Eastern Yi witch doctor sect! I almost fell for their tricks several times!" As he spoke, he suddenly remembered something: "Brother, I heard you ordered the Three Tigers Army to retreat to Shang territory. Why are you still here?"

"Damn it! How would I know how I ended up in this godforsaken place!" Ge Xiaoyao chuckled, "Forget it, this is not a place to stay for long. Let's go back first!" With that, he whistled, and the white-headed giant eagle swooped down from the sky.

"Boss, don't forget about me!" Yin San swirled a cold wind around Ge Xiaoyao and Ying Guang!

Seeing Ying Guang's incredulous expression, Ge Xiaoyao patted the white-headed giant eagle's head, "This is my mount! And that one is my apprentice! Hehe..."

Back at the central army, Ying Guang saw his troops dressed in their uniforms, but they were all listless and demoralized, sighing incessantly.

Ge Xiaoyao comforted him, "Brother Ying Guang, don't worry. The soldiers have just taken the antidote; they'll be full of energy again after a night's rest!"

Ying Guang's face was gloomy, his fists clenched tightly, and he said hatefully, "The Eastern Barbarian Witchcraft Cult!... I, Ying Guang, swear to be your sworn enemy!" He suddenly raised his head, walked to Ge Xiaoyao, and bowed, saying, "General Shi, Ying Guang, a guard of the Eastern Expedition, is willing to be demoted to a junior guard and join the Angry Lion Army. Please accept me, General!"

Ge Xiaoyao quickly helped him up, saying, "Brother, what are you saying? We are both guards of the Eastern Expedition, and you even saved my life..."

Ying Guang smiled calmly, "I, Ying Guang, once considered myself a hero, but today I have been humiliated by that wicked woman of the Witchcraft Cult. How can I swallow this insult!" He then solemnly said, "Please accept me, General, and wipe out the Witchcraft Cult's lair, and exterminate that wicked woman!"

"Damn it! I knew you couldn't join my Angry Lion Army for nothing. Sure enough, you want us to attack the Witch Cult!" Ge Xiaoyao helped Ying Guang sit down, sighing deeply. "Our Shang Army is not what it used to be! To be honest, if it were half a month ago, even if Brother Ying Guang hadn't said anything, I would have definitely gone to destroy the Witch Cult. But now we..."

Ying Guang, who had been momentarily enraged, calmed down and said, "Yes... right now we're being chased by a large force of barbarian troops. Whether we can escape is still uncertain, let alone annihilate the Witch Cult!"

“Alright then!” Ge Xiaoyao said, “In any case, our most urgent task is to retreat first and then make further plans! Brother Ying Guang, please rest assured, we will absolutely not give up!”

Ying Guang nodded and said, “In that case, I, Ying Guang, am willing to be your vanguard, and my army will obey your commands!”

Ge Xiaoyao said politely, “Let our two armies unite and charge out first! But I wonder if Brother Ying Guang has any good ideas?”

Ying Guang thought for a moment and shook his head, “Our army has fought a bitter battle all the way, and now only a few thousand men remain. If it weren’t for your rescue, we would probably have been wiped out long ago! What other way out is there?”

Ge Xiaoyao thought for a moment and said, “I do have an idea, but I don’t know if it’s feasible?”

Ying Guang said, “I will obey your commands!”

Ge Xiaoyao waved his hand and said, "It's just an idea, Brother Ying Guang. You said you and several thousand people ran naked in that direction. That place must be an important organization of the Witch Cult!"

Ying Guang pondered for a moment and nodded, "Brother, you mean, we..."

Ge Xiaoyao focused his mind and said, "Nothing ventured, nothing gained! If we capture a female member of the cult, wouldn't leaving this hellish place be a piece of cake?"

Ying Guang nodded, "That's a good idea! But with our martial arts skills, capturing a female member isn't so easy! Besides, this place is too sinister. It seems some of them know witchcraft, which is something neither you nor I can handle."

Ge Xiaoyao said, "That's precisely why we have to take the risk. Otherwise, wouldn't we be trapped and die in this hellish place?"

Just then, Yuwen Guang suddenly rushed in, looking worried, and said, "General, we may have fallen into an even bigger trap!"

"Damn! What did you say?" Ge Xiaoyao jumped up, and Ying Guang was also startled.

“I just led a few soldiers to look around, and then used our ancestral Qimen Dunjia technique to deduce that we might be trapped in an even more mysterious formation!” Yuwen Guang explained.

“Hmm…” Ge Xiaoyao frowned, thinking to himself, “Damn it! Ge Xiaoyao, how could you be so unlucky! You’ve run into all the weird things that happen in the entire Shang Dynasty!” He looked at Yuwen Guang and asked, “Is there any way to break this?”

Yuwen Guang’s expression was solemn, and he gently shook his head.

“So, we can’t get out?” Ge Xiaoyao’s voice was low, but each word was emphasized.

Yuwen Guang nodded.

“Have you told anyone about this?” Ge Xiaoyao frowned and pondered.

“No!” Yuwen Guang said. “I was the first to report to the general after I discovered it.”

Ge Xiaoyao nodded silently, then sighed and looked up at the sky after a long while, saying, “Keep this news strictly under wraps. All guards and soldiers are to advance in the original direction, but the movement must be slow!”

Yuwen Guang was taken aback and asked, “General, why?”

Ge Xiaoyao sighed and waved his hand, saying, “Don’t ask. Go and pass on the orders! I will find a way to resolve this in the shortest time!”

Yuwen Guang was about to speak, but seeing Ge Xiaoyao’s determined eyes, he swallowed his words and only said “Yes” before leaving to relay Ge Xiaoyao’s orders.

Ying Guang looked at Ge Xiaoyao for a long time, smiled bitterly, and then nodded.

Ge Xiaoyao gave a bitter smile. "What could I do?"

Ying Guang said, "You did the right thing. No matter the danger, we generals must give our soldiers hope!"

Ge Xiaoyao said, "Yes, of course, that's also giving ourselves hope!"

Ying Guang smiled slightly. "Brother, have you decided? I'll go with you!"

Ge Xiaoyao nodded, then suddenly said, "I'll go by myself! You stay!"

"Why?"

Ge Xiaoyao chuckled, rubbing his chin. "I really dislike answering questions like this, but you're an exception!" Ying

Guang smiled and said, "No need to answer, I understand. But take care!"

Ge Xiaoyao said, "If something unfortunate happens to me... you'll lead them out!" Ying

Guang nodded silently, but said aloud, "They have no chance. You are their last hope!"

The two looked at each other.

After a long while, they smiled at each other.

Ge Xiaoyao had always believed that between two men, especially two intelligent men, some things didn't need to be said outright. Often, a single glance was enough for them to understand each other's responsibilities, and a smile was enough to entrust each other with life and death, honor and disgrace, and even everything else. This simple, silent bond was contained in just two words—"brotherhood."

Ying Guang was one of his brothers!

Ge Xiaoyao smiled as he mounted the white-headed giant eagle. The vengeful spirit Yin San lingered around him, and with a long, hoarse cry, the white-headed giant eagle soared into the sky, gradually disappearing into the faint white light of the east. Dawn was approaching.

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