"Beauties of Chinese Dynasties Series" - Mu Guiying

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War clouds loomed, battle flags fluttered, warhorses neighed, and war drums thundered—war was imminent…

On the majestic city walls, generals, spears and swords in hand, surrounded a beautiful and valiant woman, the newly appointed Grand Marshal Mu Guiying.

At this moment, Mu Guiying pressed her hand against the city wall, gazing at the surrounding landscape, her heart heavy.

Half a month ago, the Liao Dynasty's King Xiao Tianwang personally led an army of 300,000, overwhelming the Central Plains, burning Yijin Pass, bombarding Waqiao Pass, and flooding Yukou Pass.

The generals guarding these three passes were slain before their horses, and the soldiers fled in panic, their army collapsing like a house of cards.

The court was shocked and mobilized troops to resist the enemy.

However, all the generals in the capital were cowards, and none were willing to lead the army. The emperor, left with no other choice, had to ask the Eighth Prince to personally visit the Tianbo Mansion and plead his case before finally persuading the female general Mu Guiying to take command.

Mu Guiying led her army to the front lines and held the Yanmen Pass.

Xiao Tianwang arrayed his 300,000-strong army in a formidable defensive formation, challenging Mu Guiying to a duel.

Mu Guiying observed from the city wall for a long time, finding the formation impenetrable and flawless.

The garrison at Yanmen Pass numbered only 80,000; a direct assault would be certain defeat, and a defensive posture was impossible without supplies.

It turned out the treacherous minister Pan Renmei was secretly withholding provisions.

Caught between a rock and a hard place, Mu Guiying was frantic.

Yanmen Pass was the last line of defense; its fall would unleash a flood of enemy troops, sweeping across the Central Plains. How could Mu Guiying bear the guilt of national subjugation?

Having fought countless battles, she was highly experienced and remained remarkably calm despite the immense danger.

In war, the most crucial element is understanding the enemy; knowing oneself and one's enemy is the key to victory.

Therefore, under cover of darkness, Mu Guiying removed her armor, donned civilian clothes, and secretly scouted out of the city.

As a marshal, she was accompanied by four bodyguards, and as a woman, these four bodyguards were naturally women as well.

Outside Yanmen Pass lay a large mountain, densely forested and lush, making it difficult for the enemy to spot her and facilitating reconnaissance.

Mu Guiying, with her female bodyguards, ascended the mountain.

From the mountaintop, they gazed upon the Liao army camp; the flickering campfires and the mournful sounds of huqin (a type of Chinese flute) created a particularly tragic and desolate atmosphere in the darkness.

There was a mountain god temple on the mountain, abandoned due to war.

However, a sliver of light shone through.

Mu Guiying deduced that it was likely guarded by Liao soldiers.

"This is a good opportunity," Mu Guiying said. "There can't be many Liao soldiers in the temple. We can capture one and find out the truth from the Liao army."

With that, Mu Guiying led her four bodyguards stealthily towards the mountain god temple. They heard women crying from within.

Peeking through a broken window, they saw five Han village girls, bound hand and foot, weeping bitterly.

Suspicious, Mu Guiying immediately broke down the door and questioned the five women about the cause of their distress. The five women, weeping and talking amongst themselves, explained

that they were all villagers from the surrounding area. Because of their beauty, they had been captured by Liao soldiers, who intended to offer them to the generals for their abuse. The Liao soldiers, rushing back to drive their oxcarts, had tied the village girls to pillars.

Mu Guiying swung her sword and cut the ropes. The five women, profusely thanking her, hurriedly fled for their lives.

The four female guards, seeing the matter resolved, were about to leave when they noticed Mu Guiying deep in thought, showing no intention of leaving.

The guards found this strange but dared not disturb their marshal's train of thought.

Unbeknownst to them, Mu Guiying was devising a thrilling and unbelievable secret operation.

These five village girls were intended to be offered to Liao generals. If they could impersonate them, they could get close to the Liao generals, at best gathering military intelligence, and at worst, assassinating him. If they could kill Xiao Tianwang, the Liao army, without its "commander," would be thrown into chaos, and the tide of war could be turned.

Mu Guiying glanced at her four guards; each one was young and beautiful, enough to bewitch the Liao soldiers.

They were highly skilled in martial arts, making assassination a piece of cake.

Most importantly, the Liao soldiers were arriving soon, and there was no time to go back and replace them!

Mu Guiying told her four guards her plan, and they all shook their heads, blushing and refusing. The reason was simple: impersonating a village girl was like sending lambs to the slaughter; physical humiliation was inevitable, and these four guards were all young virgins—how could they accept it?

Mu Guiying told them: sacrificing one's own body for the victory of the motherland and the peace of the nation—this was sacrificing the individual for the greater good, and every daughter of the Central Plains should have this spirit of dedication.

Five village girls needed five women to replace them; not one could be missing, otherwise it would arouse the Liao soldiers' suspicion.

Therefore, Mu Guiying had no choice but to sacrifice herself, impersonating the fifth village girl.

This also meant that she too had to sacrifice her own body, endure the Liao soldiers' humiliation, and satisfy their lust.

Mu Guiying's selfless dedication moved the four female guards, and they decided to impersonate village girls.

Fortunately, they had all changed into civilian clothes, almost indistinguishable from those of village girls.

Everyone hurriedly hid their swords under the altar.

Mu Guiying tied the four female attendants to a pillar with rope, and then hastily tied her own up with rope as well. Just then, the sound of an oxcart could be heard in the distance.

Mu Guiying and the four female attendants burst into tears, as if they truly were captured village girls.

Several Liao soldiers rushed in, untied Mu Guiying and the other women, and put them onto the oxcart.

The Liao soldiers were all from a foreign land; they viewed Han people as all the same. Since Mu Guiying and the four female attendants were all stunning beauties, the Liao soldiers didn't realize they had been secretly switched.

The Liao army consisted of 300,000 men.

After invading the Central Plains, all the women they plundered were first given to the generals for their own enjoyment, so these Liao soldiers dared not touch these five women, obediently putting them onto the oxcart and transporting them back to their camp.

The full moon shone brightly, and the military camp was quiet.

The fact that the Liao army's camp of 300,000 men was completely silent demonstrates the strict discipline and excellent training of the Liao troops.

Mu Guiying felt both admiration and a heavy heart.

At this moment, she had been assigned to General Han Talu as a concubine.

Although Han Talu held the rank of General, he was actually quite young, even eight years younger than Mu Guiying.

He lay on the tiger-skin bed, waiting for Mu Guiying to serve him.

Mu Guiying had already washed and dressed, wearing a long, light gauze nightgown as thin as a cicada's wing. Through the pink nightgown, not only could one clearly see the curves of her body, but the two hemispheres of her breasts and the two nipples on top were also displayed sensually.

Her flesh wrapped in pink was like a ball of fire.

Han Talu was completely stunned.

He had never seen such a beautiful woman, such a sexy woman!

The long, white legs exposed under the nightgown had very beautiful lines, neither too thick nor too thin, and the skin was white and tender...

Although Han Talu himself was not consciously aware of it, he subconsciously had a fetish for women's legs.

A pair of beautiful, bare feet slowly walked to the bedside where Han Talu lay and stopped, remaining motionless.

Han Talu's greedy gaze moved from the snow-white feet to the woman's upper body, noticing a shy smile on her delicate face.

Mu Guiying deliberately swayed and hesitated, refusing to get on the bed.

Han Talu grabbed her pink nightgown and pulled hard, parting it to reveal her underwear.

Mu Guiying sat on the edge of the bed, her back to Han Talu, truly resembling a shy village girl.

Han Talu grabbed her shoulders, trying to pull her down.

Mu Guiying shook her shoulders, as if trying to shake off his hands.

But when Han Talu pulled hard, she seemed to resign herself to her fate and fell down.

Han Talu smelled the fragrance of a woman's flesh.

He embraced Mu Guiying's slender waist, pressing his face against her pink cheek, as if holding a soft and elastic sponge.

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