[The Legend of Northern Qi, Chapter 9]

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Chapter Nine: The General's Fierce Battle Against the Grand Commandant - Evil Deserves Retribution
? Old Li entered the room and looked around, discovering that his employer's belongings were gone. He quickly woke Wang Ling.
Wang Ling, jolted awake, cursed, "You bastard, if you piss me off, I'll kill your whole family!"
"Master, something terrible has happened! Everything's gone
!" Wang Ling struggled to open his eyes and looked around; sure enough, everything had been stolen. He hurriedly got out of bed.
"Call the manager, quick!"
Old Li quickly summoned the manager, an old man, well-dressed, though his face was pockmarked
and not very presentable. He greeted Wang Ling politely, "Sir, what can I do for you?"
"My things are gone! That little wench in your shop must have stolen them!" Wang Ling roared angrily
.
"Little girls? All my shop assistants are men, no women." The shopkeeper looked puzzled.
"What? No women? Who are you trying to fool? This is clearly a shady business! I'm going to report you to the authorities!"
"Hmph, I knew you weren't any good. So you're just trying to extort money from us because you can't afford a room. When you see
an official, you see the boss." Hearing Wang Ling's harsh words, the shopkeeper became aggressive himself.
"You bastard, do you know who I am?" Wang Ling said, touching his official
seal. Sure enough, the seal hadn't been stolen. Wang Ling took out the seal and placed it on the table.
"I am Wang Ling, the Prefect of Henan! You dare steal from the government? You're tired of living!" Wang Ling
suddenly became arrogant.
The shopkeeper, seeing the seal, knew he'd encountered a difficult opponent. Without saying anything more, he replied,
"Don't go, I'm going to report to the authorities. We'll meet at the government office." Then he walked straight out of the guest room.
Wang Ling searched around and found the letter was still there, but all his other valuables had been looted.
"Haha, heaven hasn't forsaken me!" Wang Ling laughed triumphantly.
Old Li looked at him and thought, "My God, the master must have gone mad."
Wang Ling washed his face and said to Old Li, "Let's pack our things and go to the government office."
Old Li looked at Wang Ling and said softly, "We have nothing. Do you think we can win this case? I think we should forget it. We might get beaten to death if we go. Your official seal might scare the common people, but 　　it's nothing
to the prefect . 　　" "You old fool, what do you know? With this letter, I'm not afraid of any prefect who's not strict enough." Wang Ling 　　proudly waved the letter. 　　Seeing Wang Ling's smug expression, Old Li guessed there was still hope. He hurriedly began packing his things. 　　Martial law had already been declared in Jianzhou, and Gao Yang had built a temporary palace there. Gao Yang was currently sitting in a folding 　　chair, flipping through the *Xiangyuan Huanjing* (a book on karmic connections), having spent the entire morning trying to decipher its mysteries. 　　Suddenly, a soldier ran in, "Reporting! General Situ Faluan has sent word that he has arrived in Jianzhou!" 　　Gao Yang jumped up, overjoyed. The army had finally arrived, thankfully faster than Yuwen Tai. 　　At this moment, Yuwen Tai's army had just entered Luozhou, while Yuwen Hu's vanguard had already crossed Huaizhou and entered 　　Jianzhou. To expedite the advance, Situ Faluan had his troops divided into several smaller units, each advancing independently. 　　Situ Faluan himself led ten thousand elite soldiers in a rapid advance, unfortunately encountering Yuwen Hu's five thousand light cavalry. 　　Enemies meeting are bound to be furious. Yuwen Hu, seeing that the enemy only had two thousand cavalry and the rest were infantry, devised a new 　　plan. He ordered his generals to form a "Wet Tail Formation," and he himself charged ahead to the enemy lines. 　　"I am Yuwen Hu, the Great General of the Great Wei Dynasty! Who are you, you lowly soldier? State your name!" Yuwen Hu 　　shouted towards the enemy camp. 　　Situ Faluan looked up and saw a tall, handsome man, about thirty years old, daring to stand alone 　　before him. The man's imposing presence startled him. 　　"So it's Yuwen Hu of the false dynasty! I am Situ Faluan, the Grand Commandant of the Celestial Dynasty!" With that, Situ Faluan, wielding a large 　　sword, charged straight at Yuwen Hu. Yuwen Hu looked closely and saw a man in his forties, wearing brown armor, 　　of medium build, with a square face, a stubble beard, and a fierce expression, rushing towards him. 　　Yuwen Hu chuckled inwardly. This scoundrel dared to challenge him! It was like a tall, rich, and handsome man versus a short, fat, and bloated nouveau riche 　　. 　　Yuwen Hu gripped his general's sword, spurred his horse forward, and charged at Situ Faluan. Several clangs rang out. Situ 　　Faluan's hands were numb from the impact of Yuwen Hu's sword. These two were simply not on the same level. 　　After a few rounds, Situ Faluan was so frightened that he only wanted to flee. While 　　the two commanders were locked in fierce combat, Yuwen Hu's cavalry charged straight at their opponent. His "Ruwei Formation" was incredibly powerful, 　　raising clouds of dust that instantly engulfed Situ Faluan's army in endless dust, as if they had been swept into 　　a great river. It turned out that Yuwen Hu's "Ruwei Formation" subtly embodied the principles of Yin and Yang, connected with the energy of heaven and earth, stirring up 　　chaos and blurring the distinction between sun and moon. 　　The Qi army was thrown into chaos. Though they were veterans, they had never seen such a battle and had no choice but to turn and 　　flee. Amidst the dust and the flashing swords, a moment's carelessness could result in severed limbs; there was no time to dodge, just as one 　　cannot swim in a river without getting wet. 　　Seeing his army routed and fleeing in disarray, 　　Situ Faluan lost all will to fight. He threw his helmet at Yuwen Hu, who was taken aback, having never seen such fighting before. Taking advantage of this moment of inattention, Situ Faluan turned 　　and fled. 　　Yuwen Hu laughed loudly, "How can such a coward be a general? It's laughable!" Then, Yuwen Hu led his 　　troops in pursuit. 　　Situ Faluan, with his remaining force of less than a thousand men, fled in disarray, heading towards the Jianzhou government office. He 　　sighed and complained all the way, regretting that he hadn't checked the almanac before leaving home, and had unfortunately run into a "tough nut to crack." 　　On the outskirts of Jianzhou, a Khan rode in on horseback, accompanied by a beautiful woman, and entered a village as the sun set 　　. This Khan was the steward, Old Zhang, and the woman was Xu, the concubine of the King. 　　"Brother Zhang, I'm exhausted. Let's find a place to rest. Running like crazy every day, my bones are about to fall apart."

"That's it." the woman complained.
"Madam, escaping is the priority. I heard the puppet regime's troops have already reached Jianzhou."
"Don't call me 'Madam,' you've already slept with me, I'm your woman now. Just call me Xiaolan." The woman
leaned against the man's back, acting coquettishly.
"Alright, Xiaolan, how about we find a house up ahead to stay the night?"
"Okay, okay, I'll give you a back massage and a shoulder rub."
The two of them found a farmhouse and knocked on the door. A beautiful young
woman opened the door and asked, "What brings you two here?"
"Sister, we are two poor souls fleeing for our lives, from Henan County. We are passing through here tonight and hope you can provide us
with shelter for the night. " "Then Xu looked pitiful, deliberately feigning a pleading expression.
"Oh, I see. I'll go tell my parents. You wait a moment."
"Thank you, sister," Old Zhang replied.
After a while, the woman opened the door again. Old Zhang and Xu entered the courtyard, where a burly man came out to greet them
. He was short, with a fleshy face and a robust build, though his skin was somewhat fair.
"It's just a farmhouse courtyard, nothing much to offer. There's a side room over there; please make do with the night."
"Yes, thank you, sir." Old Zhang glanced at the burly man, scrutinizing him, and began to feel uneasy
, sensing something was amiss.
That night, the beautiful young woman invited Old Zhang and Xu to dinner. A table of food and wine was already prepared, and the guests took their seats.
By the dim candlelight, Old Zhang looked at the burly man again. Finally, Old Zhang made a new discovery. A pair of light blue
eyes entered Old Zhang's mind. He was—a man from the Western Regions.
Old Zhang, the steward, held his chopsticks, his eyes darting around warily. Suddenly, he noticed a large knife under the burly man's chair
, its hilt faintly visible in the candlelight.
Suddenly, the burly man said to Old Zhang, "My surname is Chen, my given name is Guang, and I'm a farmer. It's fate that we've met.
Come, let's have a drink, brothers." "As he spoke, the burly man Chen approached with his wine cup, and Old Zhang also raised his cup. The two
exchanged a smile and drank.
Old Zhang took half a sip, and while the burly man was drinking, he suddenly stood up, kicked him to the ground,
and the chair overturned. Sure enough, a large knife was tucked into the chair. Old Zhang drew the knife, and before the burly man could react,
he swung it horizontally, and blood gushed out instantly; the burly man was dead. The young woman beside him froze.
When she reacted and was about to get up, Old Zhang picked up a wine cup and threw it at her. She was hit squarely
and fell to the ground, unconscious.
At that moment, Old Zhang's vision went black, and he collapsed. The concubine, Xu, rushed to Old Zhang, "Brother Zhang,
what happened?"
"Quickly, find a rope and tie that woman up." "Old Zhang commanded.
Xu Shi dared not be careless, and found a rope to tie the woman up tightly.
"Brother Zhang, how are you?" Xu Shi helped Old Zhang up and asked with concern.
"I just have a bit of a headache, and I feel hot all over, but I can't muster any strength. In a little while, wake the woman up
and ask if there's poison in the wine," Old Zhang said, rubbing his head.
Xu Shi helped Old Zhang to the bed, brought a basin of cold water, and splashed it on the woman. The woman
shivered and woke up .
"You slut, tell me quickly if there's poison in the wine!" Xu Shi asked rudely.
"Yes, yes..." the woman was terrified.
"Fuck your mother's cunt, tell me where the antidote is!" Xu Shi shouted angrily.
"No need for the antidote, just do something." "The woman blushed as she spoke.
Xu slapped the woman again, "Damn it, my brother's completely weak, what can he do ? If
you keep talking nonsense, I'll scrape you with a knife."
"No, it's about... about sex." The woman couldn't resist the threat and blurted it out.
"Sex? Isn't that just fucking? Damn, you should have said so earlier." Xu showed no shame whatsoever.
"Is this aphrodisiac?"
"No, it's a yang-gathering powder."
"What is that? Never heard of it." Xu blushed and walked towards Old Zhang.
"Brother, let me detoxify you, hehe." "Xu's face was frivolous, and her flirtatious manner
stirred Old Zhang's heart.
Xu pulled down Old Zhang's pants, grasped his large penis with both hands, and brought her mouth close, a masculine scent
wafting over. This stirred Xu's heart, and her juices flowed freely.
"Sister, I haven't showered for days, why don't you wash me first?"
"It's alright, a man's thing is clean." With that, Xu took the glans into her mouth.
"Ah—" Old Zhang exclaimed, his penis going limp.
"Brother's penis is much harder today than the other day, it feels fucking amazing." "After saying that, she used her mouth to
move up and down, shuttling back and forth. Her beautiful head bobbed up and down, and Old Zhang felt a force rushing from his abdomen
to his large glans. So he said to Xu, "Sister, don't just keep busy, come on, give me your ass, let me
fuck you for a while, so you can have some pleasure too."
Xu giggled, "Big brother still loves me the most." After saying that, she lifted her skirt and climbed onto Old Zhang's body
. She lifted his thick, corn-like penis, aimed it at her already wet vulva, and sat down hard.
"Plop!" With a "whoosh," it was completely inside.
Suddenly, Old Zhang felt a surge of power. He grabbed Xu's waist and began thrusting straight into her, making her
tremble all over. One orgasm after another came over her, and she cried out in pleasure, "My God...fuck me to death
...don't stop..."
Old Zhang held Xu up with both hands and flipped her over. Xu was lying face down on the bed, her pink buttocks raised. Old Zhang
, behind her, pulled his large penis to her vagina and thrust it in forcefully. He began a series of vigorous thrusts, until
Xu was moaning incoherently, the orgasms overwhelming her consciousness.
Xu finally surrendered; she had never met such a magical man. She stretched out her body, spreading it
flat on the bed.
"B-Big Brother, I really don't have the strength to enjoy this anymore. There's...there's still that little bitch, go fuck her,"
Xu pleaded.
Old Zhang seemed bewitched, his mind filled with thoughts of sex.
He simply pulled down his pants, carrying his enormous penis, walked up to the young woman, lifted her skirt, and
thrust inside. The woman had already been aroused by Xu's moans.
Holding the woman's waist, Old Zhang fucked her hard for three hundred rounds, until the woman's eyes rolled back. She begged,
"Master...don't fuck me anymore...I have a treasure in...that bundle." It turned out the woman's
body was bound, her legs tightly closed. The penis was forced in, the woman's vaginal muscles tightly gripping the thick rod,
sending Old Zhang into a frenzy.
Old Zhang continued thrusting, seemingly ignoring the woman's words.
"Grandpa...put it in my mouth...I guarantee you...it'll feel good..."
These words had an effect. Old Zhang pulled out his large penis, dripping with her juices. He aimed it at her cherry-like mouth and began
thrusting wildly. However, Old Zhang suddenly felt a rush of energy to his glans; it turned out the woman could quickly relieve him with her mouth using this aphrodisiac
. The woman knew this drug best, so she used her skillful oral sex, and soon Old Zhang was
losing control.
The woman constantly stimulated the urethral opening with her tongue, her mouth continuously sucking. Because the woman was bound, she couldn't
move with her hands, so she could only stimulate the man by shaking her head. Old Zhang was in ecstasy at this moment,
because he could thrust in and out at will, and no matter how deep or shallow, the woman couldn't stop him from entering. He felt that his
penis was inside her, even more pleasurable than inside her vagina.
"Ah—" Old Zhang suddenly cried out as his enormous penis plunged into the woman's throat, a thick
stream of semen spurting out. Old Zhang's vision went black; he felt his inner strength drain away, and his whole body went limp. He collapsed
onto the woman. The woman drank all the semen, spat out the penis, and coughed a few times.
Xu Shi struggled to get out of bed, straightened her clothes, walked to Old Zhang, and nudged him, finding
him already asleep.
"You little slut, you're fucking wanton," Xu Shi glared fiercely at the woman.
The woman lowered her head in shame.
"You said there was some precious bundle, where is it?" Xu Shi demanded.
"Under the bed."
Xu helped Old Zhang onto the bed, then crawled under it and looked around. Sure enough, there was a bundle. Xu took out the bundle
and looked through it. Inside were: some gold and silver jewelry, men's clothing, an imperial seal, and a leather
map.
[To be continued]

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