[Fantasy] My World (Complete) - Chapter 19

Chapter Seven: The Lament of the Common People
Perhaps the fighting last night was too fierce, for even as the sun rose in the east, revealing the first rays of dawn, scouts sent out thirty li away still hadn't returned with any news.
Having rested for several hours, we were in much better spirits and naturally quickened our pace towards Huaiyuan City.
The hundred-li journey, with strong horses, should only take a little over two hours.
To our surprise, we didn't see a single scout along the way, only many migrating people heading towards Huaiyuan City.
We arrived at the city walls of Huaiyuan City smoothly and without hindrance. The city gates were tightly closed, but outside, many people were sitting or standing, all with their families, and people continued to pour in from all directions.
It was now high in the morning sun, and from afar, people spotted our group. A horn blast sounded, and countless soldiers surged onto the city walls of Huaiyuan City.
The people outside the city gates were terrified. Seeing countless iron cavalry charging towards them, they screamed and cried as they ran towards the gates, pounding on the walls and constantly glancing back. Their desperate expressions were heartbreaking.
"Whoa!"
I stopped within a hundred paces. The iron cavalry behind me halted in perfect unison. The cavalry that had just caused the earth to tremble were now motionless, like tree stumps.
Seeing such well-trained cavalry, the soldiers on the city walls gasped. If it weren't for the fact that our group numbered less than ten thousand, many would probably have wet themselves.
Most cities in the Northwest lack moats, due to the high-altitude terrain. Our charge to the city walls trapped the poor civilians in the middle.
If it were nomadic steppe barbarians, they would be overjoyed to have a target to demonstrate their power, and without a second thought, thousands of arrows would have rained down, instantly killing the ten or twenty thousand people below the walls.
Seeing that we hadn't drawn our bows or arrows, or even shown any sign of attack, the generals on the city wall gradually felt more at ease. They knew reinforcements were coming, and wondered if this was indeed reinforcements.
"Hey, those below the city, where did you come from?"
A soldier with a particularly loud voice shouted at the generals' signal, holding an iron megaphone that could amplify the sound several times over.
Little Bird, already annoyed by the weeping people below the city wall, stepped forward and angrily said, "Go to hell, you bastards! The Duke of Lanting, a first-class duke of the imperial court, holding the military power over Xingyong, Xishuo, and Longliang prefectures, has arrived! Why aren't you opening the gates? Are you trying to rebel?"
Little Bird's words were illogical in every way, but his imposing manner was undeniable—of course, if his voice were a little higher, he would be even more suitable to play the role of a court eunuch who loved to bully others.
A commotion erupted on the city wall. Ordinary people would be overwhelmed just hearing such a long list of names, let alone those who knew who the Lord of Lanting was.
"Oh! Oh!"
The refugees below the wall, having heard the little bird's words clearly, cheered and jumped for joy. First the able-bodied men, then the elderly and children, rushed towards us.
The hundred paces were covered in the blink of an eye.
By this time, the little bird had retreated to the back, highlighting my esteemed status. Thus, everyone, young and old, knew who the high official was, and they all knelt five meters in front of me.
"Your Excellency! Please help us! The barbarians from the grasslands are about to attack! We want to live!"
"Please, Your Excellency, let them let us in!"
"Let us in! We just need a place to stand, even a ditch will do!"
"..."
Their chatter was so loud I could barely hear them.
One of the older women, the most courageous, knelt before my horse after kowtowing, carrying a little girl in her arms. She knelt again and pleaded, "Your Excellency, Your Excellency! I beg you, I beg you, please help me bring my granddaughter inside. She's still young, she can help you with chores, cooking, sweeping, anything!"
I shook my head, my eyes stinging with tears.
The Jinggong sisters had already removed their armor, revealing tight-fitting black dresses that made them look beautiful and elegant.
They were also furious. Jing Gongmei dismounted and helped the trembling old woman and little girl up. Jing Gongcai stepped forward and asked, "Brother, how can the officials in the Northwest disregard the lives of their people? They deserve to die!"
Nodding, I looked up and saw that there was still no movement at the city gate. I turned to Xiao Niao and said, "Sir, it seems your words aren't very effective."
Xiao Niao's face flushed with anger. She was about to step forward when Xiao Gui beat her to it: "Hey, do you bastards want to be beheaded? Where is the Garrison General Long Qun? Where is the Prefect Gan Kunzhong? Tell them to come down and greet the Imperial Envoy!"
There was still no movement on the city wall. Perhaps they were going to report to the person in charge. After all, if it were the enemy, letting in seven or eight thousand iron cavalry... no one would dare to take responsibility.
I sneered and remained silent.
Wang Guowei, however, saw my cold expression and his heart skipped a beat. Garrison General Long Qun was a close confidant of the Wang family. Thinking of this, Wang Guowei stepped forward: "Are there any members of my Wang family on the city wall? Open the gate quickly! I, Wang Guowei, guarantee that the person who has come is none other than the Imperial Envoy, Lord Lanting!"
"Wow, it's the patriarch! Quick, open the city gate!"
Upon seeing Wang Guowei's face, dozens of people on the city wall became excited and rushed down. Some people wanted to stop them, but ultimately did not.
"Whoosh!"
The huge cast iron gate slowly opened from the inside. At this moment, the common people who had wanted to rush in were terrified when they saw hundreds of soldiers rushing out with sharp knives drawn. They stood up and made way for us to enter the city.
Along with the hundreds of soldiers standing at the city gate, dozens of burly men dressed in white tight-fitting clothes quickly ran up to us. "Patriarch, please come into the city!"
They only bowed to Wang Guowei.
Wang Guowei frowned: "No manners! Didn't you see Lord Lanting here? Why aren't you bowing to him?"
"Yes, Master."
They quickly turned around, clasped their hands in greeting, and said, "Lord Lanting, please!"
I nodded and said, "You all go stand with your master first."
They were confused, but Wang Guowei's heart skipped a beat: "Your Highness, they are country folk and don't know the rules. Please don't take offense."
I shook my head: "Uncle Wang, I'm not blaming them. Don't worry about it."
Wang Guowei knew I wouldn't be so petty, so he smiled: "Then let's go, Your Highness. Let me introduce you. There are many talented people in Huaiyuan City."
"Uncle Wang."
"Your Highness, is there anything else?"
"Just stand here. I don't want to go in now."
"Your Highness?"
"Don't ask any more questions. Just watch."
My calm authority made even someone like Wang Guowei, who was used to exerting pressure on others, feel a chill.
Knowing that it would be too late if he didn't speak up, he quickly said, "Your Highness, the garrison general Long Qun is a good man and the most capable general in Huaiyuan City. He also contributed to the rescue of Xiliang City last time."
"I understand."
After saying that, I fell silent, staring coldly at the city gate.
The soldiers who had been waiting for our army to enter were all stunned, their defensive posture neither maintained nor withdrawn.
A slight commotion appeared on the city wall; the thousands of soldiers there were completely baffled as to what I was about to do.
The already anxious civilians dared not move, while those who were constantly arriving lagged far behind our ranks, waiting to see what would happen next. And so, a cold silence remained beneath the gates of Huaiyuan City.
Little Turtle and Little Bird, who had followed me since childhood, smiled coldly at the sight, and spurred their horses to the left and right, immediately summoning the remaining 1,800 city guards.
After another incense stick's time, hundreds more soldiers suddenly appeared at the city gate.
The second group consisted mostly of yamen runners, who bared their teeth and brandished their weapons, surveying their surroundings. Looking at the crowd not far away, many raised their broadswords: "Get out! Who told you to stay here?"
Officials are always feared by the people, especially these yamen runners who flaunt their power every day. In many people's eyes, they are far more terrifying than I, the imperial envoy.
Following the runners was a large group of officials, including a burly man in civil robes, and only a few dressed as military generals.
The leader was a fat, tall man, around forty years old, resembling a towering mountain, with a wide smile on his face from afar.
Upon seeing this, Wang Guowei automatically stepped back, disappearing into the crowd and becoming inconspicuous.
Upon arriving before us, the tall, stout official bowed and said, "Your Highness, you must be tired from your journey. Let's go inside and talk first!"
I remained seated on my horse and coldly asked, "Who are you?"
The tall, stout official paused his laughter and said, "This humble official is Gan Kunzhong, the Prefect of Xishuo County. I was just discussing defense measures at the city garrison, and I am late in welcoming Your Highness. Please forgive me."
I asked calmly, "Lord Gan, did you receive the message I had Lord Chi send you by carrier pigeon at dawn?"
Gan Kunzhong bowed again and said, "Your Highness, this humble official received it. Besides trying to accommodate them as much as possible, I also told the people to hide in the mountains. However, these unruly people did not go to the mountains; they just kept clamoring to enter the city. We have taken in quite a few people, but there are simply too many of them, so we dare not release any more. Otherwise, the reinforcements from the other two counties, as well as Your Highness, would have nowhere to stand."
"You're talking nonsense!"
The little girl in the old woman's arms was only five or six years old and had no idea who the fat man standing in front of her was. She subconsciously retorted, "The officials only notified Master Ma and a few wealthy families in the village. We only found out that bad guys were going to burn down our village and kill us when we saw them getting on the oxcart and coming here."
"Where did this madman come from! Ah!"
An official behind Gan Kunzhong reached out his hand but before he could finish speaking, he was whipped to the ground unconscious by Xiao Niao, and a bright red mark immediately appeared in his tattered clothes.
The little bird nonchalantly put away its whip: "My young master doesn't like others interrupting when he's asking questions."
"Tsk tsk, what a display of official arrogance!"
An old man following closely behind Gan Kunzhong, his thin face revealing a mocking expression; "Since Lord Zhao has been punished, what about this little girl who interrupted first? You... Ouch!
" The little turtle also flicked its whip, completely ignoring the old man who had been caught in the whip and thrown aside, seemingly dead or alive, "Pah, fuck your mother, you old geezer, how dare you speak ill of my young master, what a piece of trash!"
Their barbaric behavior caused the group of people behind Gan Kunzhong to take two steps back. This kind of behavior from the burly men was more like slapping Gan Kunzhong in
the face. Gan Kunzhong was drenched in sweat: "Your Highness, please, please give this humble servant some face and let's talk inside the city garrison, okay?"
"I can go in, but not now." "
I raised my hand, and a gold medal gleamed in the sunlight, its radiance felt for a mile around: 'I, Ren Lanting, am ordered by His Majesty the Emperor to oversee the wartime military and political affairs of the three northwestern prefectures. This is the Heavenly Dragon Gold Medal bestowed by the Emperor. Anyone who disobeys my orders will be executed first and reported later, without mercy.'
Those on the city walls and below fell silent upon hearing this.
Gan Kunzhong hadn't sweated more in a year than he had today. As the prefect of one of the three northwestern prefectures, he was a cunning old fox. How could he not understand that Lord Lanting was preparing to kill to establish his authority? He simply couldn't understand why a first-class duke, the nephew of the Empress, would care about those lowly commoners?
I made sure everyone on the city walls could hear me, just to tell them not to interfere when I did what I was about to do, or they would have to see just how sharp Lord Lanting's blade really was.
'Prefect Ren is here, and all the officials of Huaiyuan City are here too. I only have one question for you: who ordered the commoners not to enter the city?'" "
I coldly scanned my surroundings: 'Don't tell me that Huaiyuan City has reached the point where there's not even room for others to stand!'
'Your Highness, you can't say that.'
A young official in his twenties stepped forward from behind Gan Kunzhong. Judging from his palace robes, he was only a seventh-rank official: 'This morning you sent a message by carrier pigeon, ordering us to prepare all the necessary provisions, tents, etc., requesting a total of 100,000 men and nearly 130,000 horses from Xingyong County and Longliang County. Huaiyuan City's reserves are already meager. If we let them in, where will we find space to house the army? Where will we find extra food for them?'" "
The young man met my gaze without flinching, even when I gave him a cold look.
Gan Kunzhong, seeing who had such audacity, felt a sense of relief and subtly shifted his gaze; almost all the officials did the same, all thinking that the Imperial Envoy's whip was so heavy, they hoped they wouldn't be caught in the crossfire. The
young man, standing alone, finished speaking, merely lowered his head slightly, his expression unchanged, showing no fear.

Chapter Eight: Establishing Authority Beneath the City Walls
'Who are you?'
I asked, raising my whip.
'This humble servant is Wei Xiao, a scribe under the Registrar of Huaiyuan City.'
'Little Turtle, tie this guy up and throw him in the back.'
'Yes!' " "
With a wave of his hand, Xiao Gui, like a wolf, dragged Wei Xiao to the back of the column, tied him up, and threw him onto the empty horse.
Xiao Gui naturally understood my meaning; otherwise, he would have already lashed him with his whip. He knew when I was truly angry and when I was testing people.
Wei Xiao didn't shout or scream, which increased my regard for him.
I turned my raised whip to the others: 'You can continue. If no one answers my question, don't blame me for stripping you all of your official hats and sending you to jail.' '
No way!' Even someone as shrewd as Gan Kunzhong couldn't help but cry out inwardly: 'Your Excellency, this is a time when the grassland barbarians could attack at any moment! When will you stop?'
Some people, having been in the Northwest for too long and having some backing, couldn't help but jump out when they saw that I was deliberately picking a fight.
'Your Excellency, keep showing off your official power. What time is it now? If you want to fight the grassland barbarians outside the city, I'm not going to play along!'" "
An old man in his fifties cupped his hands and walked away, showing no respect whatsoever.
I was taken aback; were there really such influential people in Huaiyuan City?
With a flick of my wrist, the little bird's whip whipped up a whirlwind, like a long snake, and he was thrown in front of my horse."
The old man, wincing in pain, struggled to his feet and reached into his sleeve to pull out a black iron plate: "What do you want? Look carefully! This is an iron certificate left by Emperor Taizong, the founder of this dynasty. No one can kill me!"
"An iron certificate?"
I used my inner energy to draw the iron plate from his hand, and it felt quite heavy in my grasp.
The old man was startled and tried to snatch his treasure back, but seeing the two menacing figures staring at him with ill intent, and remembering the tragic fate of the two officials earlier, he retracted his foot.
"Except for treason or other acts of disobedience, for any other crime, you will be pardoned nine times, and your descendants three times."
The iron certificate recounted the old man's ancestors' achievements, and only this sentence displayed the magnanimity of an emperor.
Holding the imperial edict in my hand, I said calmly, "You may leave. I still need to verify the authenticity of this. There are too many fakes these days; I can't help but be careful!"
The old man panicked upon hearing this: "How could it be a fake? My lord, you are disobeying Emperor Taizong's decree! This... this is treason!"
"Crack!"
The whip struck beside him, splashing dirt onto the old man, causing him to jump up in pain.
I reined in my horse and instructed Little Turtle, "Little Turtle, keep a close eye on him. If this old man dares to shout again, beat him half to death. Anyway, the imperial edict doesn't say we can't teach him a lesson."
"Yes!"
Little Turtle's sinister smile made the old man tremble. He quickly retreated a few steps behind Gan Kunzhong, and even temporarily dared not ask for the imperial edict.
"Your Highness, this old man is Guo Feng. The largest manor in Xiliang City belongs to him. Recently, in Huaiyuan City, he and a group of Xiliang City nobles have been relentlessly impeaching you to the court."
Wang Guowei's telepathic message rang in my ears at just the right moment.
So that's why he was being so disrespectful; he resented me for confiscating and demolishing his manor! I
calmly tossed the imperial edict to him: "Guo Feng, I don't care what merits your ancestors rendered to the court. Today, I, Ren Lanting, am in charge of military and political affairs. If you dare to disregard my authority, I won't hesitate to send you to negotiate with the steppe people. Oh, and I forgot to tell you, we just killed 100,000 of them last night. If you go to negotiate, you'll definitely receive a very good 'welcome'."
Guo Feng caught the edict, and with a shudder, the joy of finding it again vanished instantly. Send me to negotiate with the steppe barbarians you killed so many of? They'd skin me alive! What a ruthless way to use someone else to do their dirty work!
Not only him, but many officials held their breath. If they sent someone to negotiate, disobeying the order would mean execution, and going would also mean death. They never knew the imperial envoy could be so ruthless!
Everyone's eyes turned to Gan Kunzhong, the prefect who had initially seemed somewhat composed. Now, he was sweating profusely. He realized that in the face of absolute power, he, the seemingly powerful head of a prefecture, was nothing at all!
"Your Highness, I will immediately welcome the people in and arrange food and lodging for them. As for those who haven't arrived yet, I will call upon the wealthy families in the city to fetch them with oxcarts and horse-drawn carriages, ensuring they are brought here as far as possible and spared from the barbarians' trampling."
Gan Kunzhong came before me, bowing deeply, and said, "Whatever your orders, Gan Kunzhong will carry them out. I only beg you to enter the city. If the steppe barbarians arrive now, even ten thousand deaths would not be enough to atone for our sins!"
I didn't look at him, but raised my head and said loudly, "Fellow villagers, I know you have suffered injustice, but now is not the time to pursue the matter. The ferocious steppe barbarians are coming soon, and we must hurry into the city. The Prefect has promised me that he will properly arrange your food and lodging in the city. You can also tell those villagers who enter the city first and those who enter later that if they encounter any difficulties, they should come to me. Anyone who dares to obstruct me will be hung on the city wall!"
"Your Excellency! You are truly a good man!"
"Your Honor, I kowtow to you..."
Tens of thousands of people present knelt down without exception, crying out in excitement, but the emotion behind their cries was completely different from before.
Gan Kunzhong dared not slack off; before entering the city, I had ordered him to hang the two men who had been whipped unconscious on the city wall for three days.
Seeing the Imperial Envoy's cold-blooded ruthlessness, he was determined to salvage the bad impression Lanting Gong had of him.
As soon as we and the people entered, he sent men everywhere to find horse-drawn carriages and oxcarts. Thousands of carriages poured out from the four gates, welcoming people from all directions.
I refused Gan Kunzhong's request to stay at the Prefectural Governor's residence, instead moving into the Wang family's mansion in Huaiyuan City.
This was a gesture of support for the Wang family and a goodwill gesture towards the Northwest forces.
Upon entering Huaiyuan City, I immediately dispatched a guard of over 1,500 men dressed in white, who patrolled the city on horseback. They were authorized to execute anyone who disobeyed my orders, according to wartime regulations, as a warning to others.
Originally from the martial arts world, these guards had largely shed their rough-and-tumble ways and were increasingly resembling my personal guard. Their discipline had also greatly improved; otherwise, given their previous tendency to draw their swords at the slightest provocation, I wouldn't have dared to let them act so easily.
After the prefect's orders were disseminated, most of the yamen runners and officials complied. However, a small minority, accustomed to oppressing the people, wanted to distinguish themselves. These individuals naturally fell into the hands of the guards, serving as role models for the others.
Not long after I sat down, Wang Guowei arrived with General Long Qun of Huaiyuan City to pay his respects.
Long Qun had been in charge of troop deployment and hadn't come out to greet me.
He was about forty years old, his face composed yet cautious. In my opinion, such a soldier was not suited for frontline combat, but definitely for defensive warfare.
Because he was a general close to the Northwest royal family, I didn't neglect him. After praising and encouraging him, I instructed him to send men scattered within fifty li around Huaiyuan City to report on the movements of the grassland allied forces.
I arrived at Huaiyuan City, and all decision-making power shifted from Gan Kunzhong to me. Therefore, Long Qun was now practically my direct general. Eager to impress Lord Lanting, the city's garrison general readily agreed and went.
"Uncle, are General Long's men capable of handling such a heavy responsibility?"
After he left, I asked Wang Guowei beside me.
"Long Qun's training is quite effective. If it's just city defense, dealing with a mere Mobei cavalry won't be a problem at all,"
Wang Guowei replied solemnly. "Just two months ago, he led 30,000 Huaiyuan City soldiers, holding out alone for a month on the hill where we rested last night, blocking the advance of the Mobei Allied Army." "
That's good."
I smiled. "I'll leave the intelligence gathering in the city to Uncle Wang for now."
"Alright, I'll compile it and send it to you as soon as possible."
Wang Guowei hurriedly left.
Unexpectedly, Wang Miao'er didn't leave with him. Instead, she hesitated for a moment and said softly, "Your Highness, thank you for protecting our Wang family!"
When I was showing off my prowess below the city, Wang Guowei had already told Wang Miao'er about my decision. This made the girl, who had always thought I was eccentric and arrogant, feel grateful but also a little stunned.
"No need to thank me. If you want to thank someone, thank the brave members of your Wang family. My impression of your Wang family and even the people of the martial arts world has changed entirely because they fought alongside me."
I said calmly, "It's good you haven't left. Miss Miao'er, the communication between the reinforcements from Longliang County and Xingyong County depends entirely on you. I need to know their situation at all times. Can you do that?"
Wang Miao'er couldn't help but roll her eyes inwardly, thinking that this guy was still the same as always, aloof and arrogant, showing no mercy to women. I fought all day yesterday, why didn't he let me rest for a while? The
second young lady of the Wang family wasn't originally such a delicate woman, but after truly experiencing life-and-death battles, she realized the horror of war and understood how precious my invincible bravery last night was.
Stepping out of the hall, Wang Miao'er saw her father talking with a group of stewards from Huaiyuan City under the courtyard wall. After a brief report, the stewards handed her father a series of intelligence reports.
Wang Guowei waved his hand, and the stewards dispersed. Turning around, he saw his daughter's sullen expression, smiled slightly, and beckoned to her.
"What's wrong?"
Wang Guowei patted his daughter's head affectionately.
“That Ren Lanting, when someone kindly thanked him, he responded coldly and even threw another task at me,”
Wang Miao’er told her father, frustrated. “Father, do you think he’s just using us now? Once things calm down in the Northwest and our Wang family loses its usefulness, he’ll turn on us when we’re weakened?” Wang Guowei chuckled
. “Silly girl, didn’t you write before saying, ‘This guy is arrogant and conceited, but not a bad person at heart’? How come you’ve changed your mind now?”
Wang Miao’er stuck out her tongue. “Father, our elite cavalry almost fell apart, and you can still laugh!”
“Alright, considering my daughter’s great contribution this time, I’ll tell you a secret,”
Wang Guowei suddenly said mysteriously.
This piqued Wang Miao’er’s interest. She shook Wang Guowei’s hand. “Father, tell me quickly, tell me quickly.”
Of his three daughters, only this one remained by his side, so Wang Guowei naturally cherished her and didn’t usually show her any authority.
The Wang family patriarch, swaying from side to side as his daughter shook him, looked around and lowered his voice: "Weren't you curious about why Ren Lanting's martial arts are so powerful? Last night I finally found out. His martial arts come from the Heavenly Demon Path of the Demonic Sect."
"Heavenly Demon Path?"
Wang Miao'er exclaimed, then covered her mouth, mumbling, "How is that possible? His status is so noble, how could he be a member of the Demonic Sect?"
"You're being silly, does learning Demonic Sect martial arts make you a member of the Demonic Sect? Even Empress Ren has members of the Demonic Sect by her side. What's so strange about her nephew knowing Demonic Sect martial arts?"
Wang Guowei suddenly paused, a look of suspicion on his face. "No, his Heavenly Demon Skill is extremely powerful, at least at the level of a court tribute. Such a young master, could he be the future sect leader that the Heavenly Demon Path is grooming?"
"Whether he is the sect leader of the Heavenly Demon Path or not is none of our concern."
Wang Miao'er said with a smile, "Hehe, Father, since he has such a secret, can we use it to blackmail him?"
"Haha, you silly goose, you're not as quick-witted as your sisters!"
Wang Guowei tapped her. "He's a court official, a completely different world from the martial arts world. Even if the Holy Sect members are dissatisfied with him, they wouldn't dare assassinate him for the safety of their tens of thousands of disciples and their families, right? Besides, this Lord Ren has a good reputation among the common people; no one cares where his martial arts skills come from."
"So what does it matter whether we know or not?"
"Of course it matters. From Ren Lanting's connection with the Demonic Sect, we know he's not a rigid person. In other words, he has his own ideas; he doesn't just do whatever the Emperor wants. Otherwise, why would he falsify the numbers for us? Reporting honestly is already a very good performance for him."
"Yes, Father, you're right. What should we do next?"
"Next..."

Chapter Nine: Preparing for War.
After entering the Wang family mansion, I let the two little beauties go to bathe and rest, led by maids.
I naturally didn't go with them. Although I wanted to, as long as I was there, they would be busy serving me, which wouldn't be rest, but exhaustion.
My poor two sisters, usually very clean girls, fought alongside me last night, covered in blood, and then meditated and kept watch at the foot of the mountain for half the night. Although they didn't complain, I, as their husband, felt incredibly sorry for them.
Little Turtle and Little Bird were also complaining that they couldn't stand it anymore. It's summer, hot and humid, so after sending Wang Guowei and the others away, we had three large bathtubs set up in the side room. After washing up, we each soaked comfortably in one of them, getting a short rest.
Being the connoisseurs we are, we even had the kitchen prepare some braised and cold dishes, and each of us had a small pot of wine, eating and resting.
"Young Master, what about that kid we brought back earlier?"
Little Turtle had already finished two bowls of braised pork before remembering this unexpected minor official.
"Have you found out anything about him?"
I was also eating cold pig's ears; the Wang family's chef was quite skilled, making it with a strong southwestern flavor, spicy and satisfying.
"I asked Mr. Wang to investigate, and we'll have news soon."
Little Bird, not wanting to be outdone, diligently devoured the braised pig's trotters. "But young master, he's just a minor official of the seventh rank, in charge of money and provisions. Even if we take him, it won't be of much use, will it?" "
Not necessarily. A person's strengths aren't limited to just one thing. I think this kid has guts and a promising future."
"Then what do we do now?"
"Throw him in a jail cell. Tell them not to mistreat him, but let him suffer if possible. I want to see if he's really that tough."
"Okay, I'll take care of it in a bit."
Little Bird agreed, while sighing, "Young Master, how can these grassland barbarians be so clueless? I was just about to have some fun with the beautiful widow sister, and they showed up. Honestly, they're ruining our business."
His target was the beautiful young woman Wang Taoqing, the poor widow who had been taken by her father-in-law. After breaking free from her father-in-law's shackles, she unleashed her irresistible charm, captivating Little Bird. He would visit her house every other day to chat with her.
Faced with his feigned seriousness, Little Turtle retorted angrily, "Isn't it because you drew the right lot? If I were to woo Sister Little Peach, we would have been in bed by now.
Why would I be so slow like you?" Little Bird looked at him dismissively, "What do you mean slow? I'm starting this from the heart. By the way, how's your Sister Gu Qiu?"
Mentioning the beautiful young woman who had just given birth made Little Turtle dejected, "Although her background isn't great, she still has some wealth. Her husband, who died in battle, was a captain, so her pension and status are very high. The difficulty in pursuing her is that she has a child and only wants to take care of her youngest daughter. She doesn't want wealth or power."
"Vulgar!"
I couldn't help but interject, "Do you need power and wealth to pursue a woman? It all depends on your personal charm, on how you discover her weaknesses, do things she likes, and provide for her. Gradually, she will fall in love with you!"
"Hmm,"
Little Turtle's eyes lit up; "Sure enough, scholars are different, even their words are so elegant."
I shook my head in annoyance, calling me a scholar... Why does this guy sound like he's insulting me? Everyone knows I'm the one who skips class the most in the old teacher's class?
Half an hour later, Jinggong and I, along with Little Turtle and Little Bird, appeared on the city wall of Huaiyuan City.
At my signal, Wang Guowei had already spread the word about last night's bloody battle. The streets and alleys of the city were now buzzing with the news that the Wang family's 30,000 iron cavalry had gone out last night, returning with less than 4,000, yet had killed and wounded 100,000 grassland troops, slowing the enemy's advance and looting—what wonderful news!
Wang Guowei, knowing how to return the favor, exaggerated my role in the battle. In the hearts of the people of Huaiyuan City, I had become a god of war, a golden boy sent by heaven to save the people of the Northwest. Even I blushed a little listening to the people's retelling.
The news wasn't just spreading among the people; even the soldiers in the barracks and on the city wall were whispering about it. When they saw me arrive on the city wall, their eyes were filled with undisguised reverence.
The ferocity of the nomadic steppe tribes was something the people of the Northwest felt deeply. The Southern Desert Allied Army, which had always bullied them, was a defeated foe of the two major northern tribes. They had learned of this from merchants traveling between the north and south.
Of the 300,000 menacing northern cavalry, 100,000 had already died before even beginning their looting and killing. With the Duke of Lanting and the Northwest royal family in command of the remaining 200,000, things should be much easier, right?
My main focus was inspecting the defenses of Huaiyuan City. After some walking around, I found that, as Wang Guowei had said, both the weapon reserves and the morale of the soldiers were excellent.
It was clear that Long Qun had some skills; no wonder he was able to become the garrison general of Huaiyuan City.
During this process, another cavalry force appeared before us. However, aside from the initial shock of the crowds entering the city, we knew beforehand that this well-trained elite force came from the Northwest royal family; they were another elite cavalry unit of the royal family.
They arrived at Huaiyuan City after a seven-hour journey through the night. This was only possible because Wang Guowei had planned ahead of the battle last night, ordering them to advance into Xishuo County. Otherwise, given the vastness of the Northwest, it would have been difficult for them to arrive so quickly.
The ten thousand cavalry entered the city, quickly eating and resting to ensure they were in optimal condition for the attack—in this respect, they were inferior to the previous eight thousand elite troops. Of the eight thousand super-elite troops we led last night, at least five thousand had relied on meditation and rest to recuperate.
Wang Miao'er, beside me, kept receiving carrier pigeons and notes from the servants behind me, reporting the status of reinforcements from Xingyong County and Longliang County.
The reinforcements from both counties had set off after assembling. The fastest, from Xingyong County, had already entered Xishuo County and would arrive near Huaiyuan City in five hours; the reinforcements from Longliang County were further away, arriving at least tonight.
Their 100,000 men couldn't keep up with the first round of interception and attack, but if both sides suffered heavy losses, this fresh force could very well be the game-changer.
Intelligence from the front continued to pour in; the Northern Desert Allied Army hadn't set off until an hour ago, their pace no longer as fast as before, but instead sending out numerous scouts, steadily approaching Huaiyuan City… They were probably bitten once and were now wary, preferring to be slower than be ambushed again.
According to the Wang family members' estimates, the Northern Desert cavalry would arrive at dusk.
Of course, they hadn't become docile; at least 20,000 scouts had split into 200 small teams, scattering in all directions. Many civilians who couldn't escape in time, or those too far away to receive the news, suffered horrific fates, leaving no one alive. The Northwest scouts who followed couldn't help but curse these beasts.
We remained silent. Clearly, the Northern Desert cavalry was retaliating for our ambush last night; the fierce nature of the steppe people wouldn't be lost because of defeat.
However, their slow advance gave more people hope of evacuation. A steady stream of oxcarts and crowds poured into the not-so-large city of Huaiyuan, giving the officials in charge of coordination a major headache.
Unexpectedly, Guo Feng, whom I had just humiliated outside the city, surprisingly opened his gates wide, welcoming no fewer than three thousand people into his residence. He also set up two large tents at the entrance, distributing unlimited amounts of porridge and steamed buns.
Under his leadership, dozens of gentry and wealthy individuals took in people and opened porridge stalls, benefiting at least one hundred thousand people. But this was far from enough; the number of people pouring in had already exceeded three hundred thousand. Because Huaiyuan City was surrounded by many plains and rivers irrigated much of the land, if they all poured in, there would be at least eight hundred thousand people.
The number of benevolent gentry and wealthy individuals accounted for less than one-tenth of Huaiyuan City's population; the majority kept their gates locked, ignoring the government's summons.
Upon hearing the city garrison guards mention this matter, I didn't mince words with them. I ordered everything to be handled the same way as in Xiliang City, and anyone who dared to resist or disobey should be thrown into jail.
As a result, Huaiyuan City was thrown into chaos again. Several gentry, believing they had connections in the government, refused to obey the city garrison guards' orders. After their gates were forced open and several unruly servants were killed, the previously clamorous gentry suddenly became as docile as lambs, scrambling to demonstrate their goodwill.
Only then did some of the gentry and wealthy individuals who had opened porridge shops because of Guo Feng's intervention realize the truth and become terrified: the Imperial Envoy's murderous aura is so strong!
Calculating that the Northern Desert Allied Army would need at least four more hours to enter Huaiyuan City, I thought for a moment and then invited Wang Guowei over.
"Your Highness, you called for me?"
"Yes, Uncle Wang, are the new Wang family scions all settled?"
"They've eaten, and I sent them to sleep. They rushed here, but managed to arrive on time."
Wang Guowei said, a hint of pride on his face.
"I want them to leave the city with the troops we led last night in three hours. What do you think, Uncle Wang?"
"Leave the city?"
Wang Guowei pondered for a moment. "Does Your Highness intend to ambush them?"
"Not ambush. Such elite cavalry would be of little use if left in the city. We should roam outside, looking for an opportunity."
Wang Guowei fell silent. From his uneasy expression, I knew he was considering his options. To be honest, after last night's losses, as Wang Miao'er said, Wang Guowei's heart was bleeding. Now I was asking him to send out another ten thousand new cavalry. If another major battle like last night were to occur, it would truly be crippling.
I couldn't force Wang Guowei to make a decision. Even cooperation required mutual respect. After all, they were the Wang family's cavalry. Wang Guowei disagreed. I'm not worried. It's just a loss of some strategic initiative, but it won't have a significant impact on the overall battle.
"Alright, since we're already on the offensive, let's go all the way!"
Wang Guowei's brow relaxed. "Your Highness, we'll leave the city with you in three hours!"
The twilight in Huaiyuan City was gentler than in Xiliang City, the surrounding plains and forests giving it a peaceful and tranquil atmosphere.
Including the men Wang Miao'er brought back, and subtracting the wounded and sick, we had 5,000 men available last night. Adding the 10,000 who arrived today, we had a total of 15,000 men, who retreated 30 li southwest of Huaiyuan City.
Relying on their thorough knowledge of the area within a hundred li of Huaiyuan City, Wang Guowei led us into another canyon. The canyon entrance was, as always, seamlessly concealed by large trees. It was clear the Wang family frequently did this; they got everything done perfectly in less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.
Unlike last night, this canyon was a valley within a valley, winding and turning, making it difficult to find even without the trees. With such a secluded hiding place, I can't help but imagine that the barbarians of the grasslands are in for another bad time.
Although we were in a valley, we could still learn about the situation outside and issue orders through carrier pigeons.
The first to arrive were the reinforcements from Xingyong County. Following my instructions, they stationed themselves on a small mountain twenty miles outside Huaiyuan City. The mountain wasn't particularly steep, but it was wide and located near the main passage from Huaiyuan City to the northwest interior, making it perfect as a rein for the advancing nomadic tribes.
Upon arrival, they began felling trees and moving stones, adding caltrops, deer antlers, and chevaux-de-frise to create a barrier.
The northern cavalry arrived later than we expected, only appearing north of Huaiyuan City after the Xingyong County reinforcements had completely set up their defenses. Moreover,
the northern cavalry were unusually cautious, setting up camp thirty miles away from Huaiyuan City. The intensity of their work, including fences, obstacles, pits, and tripwires, and the variety of defensive tools they used, was no less than that of the Xingyong County reinforcements from the other direction.
While the main force proceeded cautiously, the hundred-man squads of the Northern Desert cavalry were quite rampant. The moment they set up camp, hundreds of these squads began to scatter in all directions, clearly searching for new prey.
They were confident that we wouldn't dare clash head-on with 200,000 cavalry on the main battlefield, and arrogant about the agility of their small cavalry units, showing a considerable disregard for the defenses.
This was precisely the most despicable aspect of the steppe barbarians; they isolated the city and then wantonly plundered the surrounding villages and towns.
The Northern Desert cavalry desperately wanted the city's skilled defenders to come out, so they could massacre the Liufeng Kingdom soldiers, who were less adept at cavalry warfare. Even if they didn't come out, it didn't matter; they were now in the heart of Xishuo County, where the spoils were far greater than around Xiliang City. They could freely plunder and capture, returning unscathed.
It wasn't dark yet; the setting sun shone on the northwestern land. From the green trees atop the valley, the countless hundred-man squads of the Northern Desert cavalry resembled wolves, constantly searching for prey.
Having suffered a crushing defeat the previous night, the Northern Desert cavalry immediately cut down every tree in the vicinity, throwing countless torches filled with grease into the valleys. In an instant, thick smoke billowed from hundreds of valleys large and small surrounding Huaiyuan City.
Seeing their rather extreme way of venting their anger, we all said they were too ruthless. Fortunately, our hiding place was winding and circuitous; they only threw torches into the outer valleys, and there was a small stream nearby, so the fire outside wouldn't affect those inside.
Setting fires to expose the enemy's concealment was merely a secondary objective of the Northern Desert allied forces; their primary goal was to plunder wealth to compensate for the loss of 100,000 men.
But reality disappointed them. Because of my intervention, the officials of Huaiyuan City, who had previously disregarded the common people, went all out this time, bringing almost all the residents within a fifty-mile radius into Huaiyuan City. Those further away were either sent to the mountains or other small towns.
In any case, there are still 50,000 first-class county soldiers guarding the road from Huaiyuan City to Xingyong County and Longliang County. The small hill is easy to defend and difficult to attack. Without at least the same number of casualties, don't even think about passing through. 50,000 casualties are nothing in normal times, but now they only have 200,000 left, and there is that mysterious and super-powerful legion from last night watching them covetously. The two major tribes of the northern desert definitely do not have the patience to lose all their troops here. ...
After releasing a carrier pigeon, Wang Miao'er quietly approached: "Father, Your Highness, dozens of scout groups have already clashed with them. Due to the enemy's overwhelming strength, almost all of our thousand scouts have been wiped out. According to reports from those who escaped, the Northern Desert cavalry's defenses are extremely tight; they can't get any closer than ten miles from the camp."
"It seems last night's lesson was too profound, teaching these barbarians to be cautious,"
Wang Guowei laughed. "Your Highness, when shall we attack?"
"Lanting is not very learned, and I would appreciate your guidance on this matter, Uncle Wang,"
I said humbly. "After all, this concerns the lives of hundreds of thousands of people; it's wise to listen to all sides, and I dare not be reckless!"
Wang Guowei nodded secretly: "Your Highness is cautious and prudent, neither arrogant nor impatient in victory; you truly possess the demeanor of a great general. I dare not presume to offer guidance, but I do have some suggestions for Your Highness."
"Please speak."
"The people on the grasslands are like wolves, extremely vengeful and ruthless. Last night we dealt them a heavy blow, so they'll definitely be extra careful. Therefore, we're unlikely to have a chance to ambush them today or even tomorrow. The only possibility is that they'll seize the opportunity to strike after their initial attack fails. Only in this way can we maximize our effectiveness as the spearhead."
I pondered for a moment. Wang Guowei had a mature and steady demeanor, but his main point was to remind me that the enemy was currently opening their mouth, waiting for me to launch a sneak attack. If I were to rush into that trap, I'd be incredibly foolish.
"Alright, you all go and rest. The three of us will stay here on watch. If there's any movement, we can notify you immediately."
I pointed to myself and the Jinggong sisters.
"How can that be? You should go and rest. This matter should be handled by someone from the Wang family, or I can do it myself. You should trust my abilities."
Wang Miao'er genuinely believed I had such noble sentiments and insisted on doing so.
"Ahem!"
The two servants were already winking and glaring, looking like they were about to burst into laughter. "Alright, young master, you two go ahead with your work, we'll head down first."
With that, the two of them darted into the valley.
Wang Guowei, who had been deep in thought, understood even better upon seeing this. He pulled his daughter along, "Let's go, His Highness and the two ladies want to enjoy their time together under the moonlight, we shouldn't disturb them."
Wang Miao'er looked at him with a questioning gaze, but he shamelessly said, "I appreciate Miss Wang's kindness, but I haven't had the chance to chat with my wives under such a beautiful night view for a long time. Today is just a private indulgence under the guise of official business, please forgive me."
The girl scoffed, thinking, "Are you really that romantic? I know all about those wives in Wushuang County, they're just a lewd scoundrel."
As she pondered, Wang Miao'er turned and landed on a treetop. Wang Guowei also clasped his hands in a salute, and then disappeared into the night.

Chapter Ten: Under the Flowers and Moon
After everyone else had left, the Jinggong sisters giggled and leaned against me from the treetop. Their soft, fragrant bodies were incredibly alluring.
They liked to add floral petals to their baths, so their delicate bodies were often filled with the scent of flowers, adding even more spice to their lovemaking.
"Brother, did you miss us?"
Jinggong Cai boldly hugged me.
"A good man and his wives under the flowers and moon is a joyous occasion. We just had a great victory last night, so let's celebrate!"
I said, gently patting her incredibly firm and perky buttocks.
"Hehe, okay..."
Jinggong Cai said cheerfully, "Brother, let sister go first!"
This little girl knew how to be modest even at a crucial moment; she truly lived up to my past teachings!
After giving Jinggong Cai an approving kiss, I grabbed another beautiful girl standing nearby.
"Ah!"
The girl gasped softly, and her clothes loosened, revealing a round, soft, snow-white breast in my hand. Although she was used to being teased by her man, every time her breasts were touched, the little princess of the He tribe felt as if she was about to fly to the sky.
She loved the man before her so much that even a light touch was enough to excite her. What embarrassed her even more was that, amidst her throbbing desire, her vulva oozed a thin, silvery fluid, soaking her cotton panties.
My technique was very skilled; after a few kneading and rubbing strokes, Jing Gongmei's delicate body trembled, and her small mouth began to moan softly.
"Brother, don't tease me..."
Jing Gongmei, having served me alone with her sister, had learned to be more open: "Let's go over there, under those trees, okay?"
"Okay."
I held her, and with a light step, we landed from the treetops into the thicket between the mountain peaks. These towering trees had incredibly thick branches, and the spacing between them wasn't very noticeable.
Jing Gongmei struggled out of my arms, slowly pulling down her tight-fitting clothes until she reached below her buttocks, revealing pink panties that alluringly outlined the curves of her beautiful buttocks. Then, the beautiful girl, with her back to me, braced her hands on the trunk of a large tree, twisted her slender neck, and said with irresistible charm, "Brother, come on..."
How could a hot-blooded young man resist such temptation?
I laughed and took a few steps forward, imitating her, but instead of taking off my clothes, I simply pulled down the trousers of my tight-fitting shirt, revealing my enormous and menacing penis. With a "whoosh," it plunged between her snow-white buttocks.
"Oh!"
The beautiful girl groaned heavily, her pert buttocks twisting and turning to meet the violent thrusts of my Tyrannosaurus Rex.
Each time, the thick, long penis went all the way in, then suddenly withdrew completely, and then relentlessly plunged into the depths of the girl's honeyed passage, constantly pounding against her tender flower core.
Entering the beautiful girl's little hole from behind, the large penis could easily overcome any obstacles, deeply occupying the girl's body. From her constantly contracting and expanding honeyed passage, one could tell how much pleasure the beautiful girl was experiencing.
“Mmm…lightly…oh…brother…so good…ah…oh…too sore…stop, stop…oh…ouch…Mei’er…uh…I’m going to die from pleasure…help…oh…brother…you want to…oh…kill…kill Mei’er…waaaah…” My
snow-white buttocks and my lower abdomen kept colliding, making crisp “slap slap” sounds. While I was constantly attacking, my big hands also touched the beautiful girl’s jade breasts; “Baby, come, let brother help you rub them, so they can grow bigger quickly so my son can have milk. Oh! Mei’er, you’re squeezing me so tight…”
“Ah…clearly…clearly it’s you…too big…oh…it’s bursting…ah…it’s over…Mei’er is ruined…waaaah…brother…you’re so thick…so big…oh…oh…oh…no…”
The orgasm of lust kept attacking every cell of the beautiful girl. Her nerves were completely excited. Her head swayed left and right, and her pair of snow-white buttocks pushed back forcefully, each time perfectly matching the thrusting of my penis.
Seeing her so proactive, I became less impatient. I withdrew my hands from her breasts and pressed them firmly against her beautiful buttocks and pubic bone, preventing her from moving.
At the same time, my penis was already pressed against her soft, yielding core. I stopped thrusting forcefully and instead slowly ground it, circling her clitoris.
"Sister...come...save me...ah...brother...numb...sore...uh...sore...wooo...don't grind..."
Amidst the numbness and soreness, it felt as if ants were crawling inside the beauty's heart. Unable to get what she wanted, Gong Mei became anxious and turned her sweaty face back to me. "Brother...harder! Harder...do...do...your...little beauty! Oh! I'm coming...I'm coming...ah...Mei'er is coming..." The
little beauty of the tribe was no match for me. After hundreds of grinding strokes, her vaginal fluid gushed out rapidly, hitting my glans and soaking her clitoris in it.
The constantly tightening vaginal walls, coupled with the trembling of the beautiful girl's body, gave my large penis immense pleasure, as if thousands of tiny mouths were constantly sucking and squeezing it. It was so pleasurable that I almost ejaculated, giving my semen to Jing Gongmei.
But there was another beautiful girl with burgeoning desire beside us, and as their husband, I naturally had to work a little harder.
I pulled up Jing Gongmei's clothes, and carried the already ecstatic girl to the tree to lean against. Before I could even turn around, a smooth, fragrant body wrapped around my waist.
"Wow, Xiao Cai'er, you're so fast! You were dressed perfectly fine just now, weren't you?"
"Silly brother!"
Jing Gong Cai wrapped her arms around my neck, giving me a flirtatious wink: "Don't you know you have to be quick to get good things? This is called actively seizing your happiness."
As she spoke, she moved her pink lips to my ear: "Brother, come and fuck your Xiao Cai'er, I want you to be even more intense than you are with your sister..."
"My lady commands, how dare I disobey?"
I took her small mouth into my mouth and began to intertwine our lips and tongues.
In the midst of a passionate kiss, one of my hands reached towards the beautiful girl's pink little hole. Before even reaching the entrance, I could already feel the wetness. With a gentle touch, her two thin labia trembled, and Jing Gong Cai's entire delicate body trembled along with them.
"Brother, come on..."
With almost the same call, Jing Gong Cai was now more charming and bolder than her older sister.
The little beauty's body was incredibly flexible. Her jade-like legs were wrapped around my waist, yet they moved swiftly. In no time, the penis that had been ravaging her sister's body was swallowed by Jing Gongcai's vagina.
The two sisters were twins, their vaginas equally tight, hot, and elastic—virtually identical, with no clear distinction between them.
However, their different personalities led to different attitudes towards sex.
Jing Gongmei was gentle and affectionate, giving her all in sex; while her younger sister, with a more innocent personality, was bold and passionate, almost melting me each time.
I held the beautiful girl's buttocks with both hands, forcefully tossing and pulling, my penis remaining still, relying solely on the constant up-and-down movement of Jing Gongcai's body to deeply penetrate the little beauty's vagina.
“Mmm…beautiful…brother…Cai’er…beautiful…so good…oh…oh…making love with brother…is…oh…it’s my favorite…thing…harder…fuck your Cai’er to pieces…I…go to heaven…oh…so good…I’m going to heaven…oh…ah…ah…flying…flying up…”
“Waaah…Cai’er is going to cry…my heart is going to burst…ah…brother…how…oh…oh…how can it…be so good…brother…so hot…ah…big cock…it’s burning Cai’er…little Cai’er…flesh walls…oh…it will…it will be torn apart…left side…harder…waaah…”
The beauty’s honey juice kept flowing down from where we were joined, all the way to the ground. A lot of it slid down the black pubic hair between her legs, swirling on her pink chrysanthemum before slowly dripping down.
Even my hands were covered in juice. This slippery feeling made the atmosphere of pleasure even more intense and increased my lust.
“Baby, I want your back door now, okay?”
“No…no…you have to feed Cai’er in the front first, then the back, I want it all…ah…yes! Brother, just like that…oh…oh…”
The little beauty showed no sign of giving in, her little buttocks became even lighter, so that they could quickly and perfectly combine with the penis, the “slap slap slap” impact sound carrying far away.
Seeing the little girl's boldness, I couldn't help but get angry. I placed her on the thick layer of leaves, spread her legs, and lifted them onto my shoulders. With a powerful thrust, my penis broke through layers of tender flesh and plunged into her paradise.
"Oh..."
Jing Gongcai almost rolled her eyes back as I thrust into her: "Brother... are you going to... push my flower heart... to... my heart? Ah... so thick... harder... giggle... Cai'er... loves you so much... oh... oh... um..."
The result of not obeying me was that Jing Gongcai was driven to a frenzy of orgasm, her honey gushing out in large, thick streams. The vaginal walls that bound my penis did not diminish my high spirits.
"I'm coming! Baby!"
When she gradually came to her senses from the orgasm, my big penis was pulled out with a "pop," causing her labia to turn inside out, revealing even more pink and tender flesh.
The wet Tyrannosaurus Rex did not leave the beautiful girl's delicate body, but gently moved down, beginning to rub against her chrysanthemum-covered vulva.
"Ah! What are you doing... Help... Help... Why am I so unlucky... Not only was I raped by my brother-in-law, but even my little bottom is being violated, waaaah..."
Jing Gongcai looked at me with dazed eyes, loudly accusing me while a sly sweet smile appeared on her lips.
I knew she was pretending to be pitiful, so I ignored her. My huge glans pressed against her cute, wrinkled anus, slowly but firmly entering that back passage, which was even tighter than her honey hole.
"Oh... It's so full..."
The little beauty frowned slightly and gently wiggled her little bottom, trying to make sure her back passage could accommodate the incredibly thick penis.
With my constant exploration, Jing Gongcai's beautiful back passage was no less than her honey hole. When facing my thrusts, it was tight and could constantly contract and squeeze, making me thrust even harder.
“Brother, harder…oh…burning…my butt…is burning…oh…oh…it’s cracked…ah:…really…cracked…um…brother…kill Cai’er…I…I don’t want to live anymore…ah…how…um…how…flying again…brother…oh…Cai’er…flying…up…”
After her anus adjusted, the little beauty lying on the leaves swayed her beautiful buttocks from side to side, allowing me to fuck her little chrysanthemum from all angles.
Carrying Cai’er’s pair of snow-white thighs, I kept thrusting hard into my good wife beneath me. My big cock, under the tight compression of her anus, attacked fiercely, conquering the “enemy’s” territory time and time again, almost penetrating her anus. But each time I continued to attack, I was subjected to the same strong compression.
"Cai'er, your little chrysanthemum is so beautiful! Brother loves you!"
After hundreds of thrusts, I released her legs and bent down to kiss her flushed face, which was covered in fragrant sweat. But soon, the passionate little beauty offered her little tongue for me to suck.
My hands moved to cup the beautiful girl's snowy buttocks, raising her pert buttocks a little higher to facilitate the entry and exit of my penis.
"Hmm...uh...oh..."
The little beauty's mouth was sealed by me, and she could only utter such moans, but these low moans had a touch of ecstasy.
Passionate love between men and women is one of the most beautiful things in the world. Waves of pleasure surged into our hearts, and the muscles in Jing Gong Cai's anus contracted and squeezed even more intensely than before.
This was a sign that the little beauty was about to reach orgasm.
I understood and released her mouth, and my body returned to the position of kneeling in front of her. The beautiful girl's jade legs were once again placed on my shoulders, and
the sound of flesh colliding "slap slap..." carried far.
“Dear brother…I can’t take it anymore…really…this time really…ah…it’s ruined…Cai’er’s…little butt…you’ve ruined it…oh…let me go…let me go…ouch…Mommy…waaaah…”
Jing Gongmei desperately tried to meet me, her buttocks were slapped red by the scrotum filled with eggs, not to mention her originally pink anus was now stretched unnaturally wide, the deep-seated orgasmic pleasure made her feel like she was going crazy with joy.
“Oh…ah…I’m lost…”
After being fucked more than a hundred times, the beautiful girl’s body convulsed, her legs flailing wildly, her upturned buttocks quickly retreating.
My hands directly grabbed her upturned buttocks, my big cock stopped moving, but instead pressed tightly against the deepest part of her anus, feeling the ten times stronger tightness and pleasure, and constantly giving the orgasmic beautiful girl even greater pleasure.
"Ah..."
With a spasm, another surge of fluid erupted from the beauty's honeyed orifice, the vaginal fluid hitting my lower abdomen and flowing down to where we were joined.
Now the girl had no strength left; her body tensed, her anus contracting a thousandfold.
The anus was already far narrower than the honeyed orifice, and now, upon reaching orgasm, the rapid tightening of the anal muscles felt like it would snap my penis in two. The pleasure was so intense I could no longer hold back, and as I struggled free, I felt the urge to ejaculate.
After a few more thrusts, I roared, and a thick, viscous stream of semen finally shot from my ever-growing penis, pounding deep into her anus.
The beauty, already experiencing multiple orgasms, trembled all over from the powerful, hot semen, her dazed eyes fading once more, murmuring incoherently.

Chapter Eleven: The Defensive Line Shakes
Night passed, and before dawn the next day, reinforcements from Longliang County arrived at the border of Huaiyuan City.
The soldiers from the two counties quickly joined forces; with their numbers doubled, their courage surged. Under my command, the Longliang reinforcements set up camp on the other side of the official road. Although there were no barriers on the other side, the five-mile distance allowed them to quickly establish a coordinated attack, making it difficult for the nomadic tribes to break through.
The Longliang soldiers were noticeably weaker than those from Xingyong County. From equipment to troop quality, they were only slightly better than the reserve army currently training in Xiliang City. However, this did not dampen their enthusiasm for building camps. In less than an hour, they had even used all the equipment provided by Xingyong County. Ten enormous catapults were deployed in front, their taut springs holding massive stones weighing over a thousand pounds, ready to be launched—a truly intimidating sight.
While the Longliang County camp was being constructed, the scouts of the Northern Desert cavalry could only watch from afar. When the news reached them, there was no sign of their main force moving. These 100,000 men were like a pincer, blocking their path. It was incredibly difficult for them to cross Huaiyuan City and plunder deeper into the region.
Just as Wang Guowei and I were discussing whether to continue waiting for the enemy's attack here, or to maneuver towards Xiliang City and wait for their retreat before launching a counterattack, a sudden message arrived:
the Northern Desert cavalry had begun to move! Their numbers were no less than 80,000, and their destination was the main camp of the two armies' reinforcements.
I instinctively felt something was amiss.
Were the leaders of the Northern Desert cavalry fools? If they were to act, they should have come while the Longliang County reinforcements were constructing their camp to maximize their impact. Why wait until the enemy had finished setting up camp before attacking?
I immediately ordered the scouts of Huaiyuan City to closely follow them and strictly monitor the movements of the Northern Desert cavalry camp. At the same time, he ordered the reinforcements from the two counties not to leave their camps to fight, no matter how the enemy provoked them, or they would be executed on the spot!
I really wanted to go out and take a look, but considering that there were countless grassland scouts circling around, I had no choice but to endure it in order not to expose my whereabouts.
The carrier pigeons became even more frequent, arriving and departing almost every incense stick's time. We monitored the enemy's movements from several directions, including the front and rear.
The scouts of the Northern Desert cavalry, after the deployment of 80,000 troops, seemed to have taken aphrodisiacs, running ambushing and killing our scouts. This left Long Qun, responsible for coordinating his troops, in despair; he believed that after this battle, he would have very few cavalry left.
The two armies were separated by Huaiyuan City, a distance of fifty li, a distance that cavalry should have covered in an hour. However, they moved at a leisurely pace, taking at least two hours to reach within five li of the reinforcements from the two counties.
Sensing the impending battle, the soldiers of Longliang and Xingyong counties gripped their weapons tightly, holding their breath and awaiting the enemy's attack.
It was a well-known fact on the continent that the cavalry of Huayun Kingdom excelled in offense, while the soldiers of Liufeng and Dayuan Kingdoms were skilled in defense. Of course, it's not impossible that both the Liufeng Kingdom and the Dayuan Kingdom possess their own elite troops, whose quality surpasses that of some steppe cavalry. However, in large-scale battles, both countries almost always choose a defensive strategy followed by a counterattack.
The generals of the two prefectures were not having an easy time. The general of Longliang Prefecture had deployed his strongest soldiers to the front lines, while reserves were on standby. As long as they couldn't break through, there was hope of remaining undefeated.
The general of Xingyong Prefecture had also sent 20,000 soldiers to the area closest to the official road, ready to support their fraternal armies at any time.
The camps and the area around the official road were riddled with potholes, limiting the charging power of cavalry and posing little threat to infantry.
The soldiers, wielding their swords and ready to cut the catapult ropes at any moment, were incredibly tense. They wished they could cut the two-finger-thick ropes at any moment, sending boulders flying to crush those bastards.
The tense atmosphere changed in an instant.
The hundred-horse-riding Mobei cavalry suddenly galloped to both sides, revealing a dark mass of people in the center.
The soldiers from the two counties with the best eyesight suddenly felt blood rush to their heads, their faces turning crimson.
"Beasts!"
A cacophony of angry curses rose and fell as the dark mass of people sped up, allowing more people to see their faces clearly.
Good heavens! What kind of "enemy" was this?
There were men, women, and even many elderly people in their fifties and sixties. They carried no weapons, simply running towards them at breakneck speed under the whips of the cavalry behind them.
"Run! Run! Once you get there, someone will protect you—"
This wasn't just the threatening words of the steppe cavalry wielding whips; it was the heartfelt cry of the common people. They didn't know the consequences of their running, but they knew that as long as they were with their own army, they would be protected and escape the control of these demons.
The common people numbered at least five thousand. They had no formation; after breaking free of the northern cavalry's ranks, they dispersed into a large fan shape. Fueled by the whips and the will to survive, their legs, already brimming with strength after two hours of walking, surged forward like a tidal wave.
The northern cavalry were ruthless; several hundred-man squads were spread out on both flanks, strictly controlling their direction of movement, perfectly covering the main defensive position of the Longliang County camp.
What to do?
What to do!
This question wasn't just being asked of each other by the soldiers; even Ma Mengfei, the general guarding Longliang County at the forefront, was asking himself the same question as his subordinate generals and commander-in-chief.
If the enemy attacked, they would meet them head-on, and even if they lost, they wouldn't regret it.
But now, running at the forefront were the people of their own northwest—what to do?
From a military perspective, these civilians were incredibly despicable saboteurs. Traps and horse pits would be destroyed without their notice, and with the cavalry behind them driving them and instilling fear, the barricades and defenses at the camp gate would be forcibly pushed aside with their lives.
The most difficult part was that none of the soldiers at the gate could shoot arrows or kill these saboteurs—who could lay a hand on their own people?
It was easy to imagine that once the defenses were breached, the cavalry waiting outside would immediately seize the opportunity to rush into the camp and slaughter indiscriminately. The defenses inside the tents were surprisingly weak; how could they possibly stop them?
Keep in mind, the enemy numbered 80,000! 80,000 cavalry rampaging through the tents of 50,000 infantry… even the most ordinary soldier understood the consequences.
The unfolding events clearly didn't give Ma Mengfei much time to think.
Five li seemed a long distance, but for the people, their will to survive had been ignited, it wasn't far at all. Running at breakneck speed, although some fell into horse pits or stepped on caltrops and collapsed in pain, the rest couldn't care less about them; they were desperately running forward, forward.
"Pass on my order: anyone charging the camp is an enemy! Open fire with arrows! Launch the catapults!"
Ma Mengfei closed his eyes and gave the order.
"No, no, General!"
The other commanders panicked. "We can't do this! They are our compatriots! We can't kill them!"
"If we don't kill them, does that mean we should die?"
Ma Mengfei said painfully. "Not only will they lose their own lives, but they will also harm us. It will also prevent His Highness's ambush plan from succeeding. If the grassland barbarians break through, what will happen to the people in the rear?"
His series of questions left the generals speechless, their faces pale and unable to refute him.
"Don't worry about that now. If His Highness holds us accountable later, I, Ma Mengfei, will take full responsibility. It's not your fault."
Ma Mengfei waved his hand and said, "Quickly, go and supervise the battle!"
"Yes!"
The generals reluctantly rode forward, quickly issuing orders to their soldiers.
"Absolutely not! I can't shoot arrows, go ahead and kill me!"
"Do these officials have no regard for the lives of us common people?"
"We'll open a path for them to come in, and we'll hold off the rest of the Northern Desert cavalry with our lives!"
Almost all the officers and soldiers refused the orders of the lieutenant general and the commander-in-chief. Some even began to clear obstacles, pull back the barricades, and open a passage for the people to enter.
The generals didn't really agree with Ma Mengfei's orders to begin with, and seeing this, they didn't firmly stop the soldiers' actions. This delay led to trouble.
Seeing that the soldiers had already opened a small opening five meters wide, the people quickened their pace, and the cavalry behind them became excited. Hundreds of cavalrymen lashed their whips incessantly on those behind them. They whipped skillfully, inflicting pain and fear on the people without injuring them or causing them to fall to the ground.
By the time Ma Mengfei, still blaming himself, saw this horrifying scene, it was too late. The leading dozens of stronger people had already rushed into the camp.
"Kill! Kill anyone who charges in! Otherwise, I'll kill you all!"
Ma Mengfei immediately led his personal guards and rode forward, but the 20,000 soldiers responsible for defense wouldn't give way to him. He and his guards were so angry that no matter how hard they whipped themselves, they couldn't advance any further.
"Bang! Bang!"
As more and more people arrived, those spread out within a hundred-meter radius couldn't possibly squeeze through the five-meter opening all at once. Pushed and shoved by those behind and whipped by the Northern Desert cavalry, many crashed into other openings. One by one, the chevaux-de-frise were knocked down, and those behind trampled on those in front to continue their charge. Then, they fell at a second chevaux-de-frise and were trampled by others.
Soon, the chevaux-de-frise, barbed wire, and other barriers of the entire camp were breached time and again, and thousands of civilians rushed into the camp.
However, they knew nothing of the system, and once inside, they ran around haphazardly, trying to retreat behind the soldiers, only to further disrupt their ranks.
If the Northern Desert cavalry didn't take advantage of this opportunity, they wouldn't be the cunning and ruthless steppe people they were.
"Woo...woo..."
The sound of half-horn horns echoed across the open land, and tens of thousands of Northern Desert cavalry followed behind the civilians, accelerating towards the camp.
"Clang! Clang!"
Arrows, almost darkening the sky, rained down from behind, pinning civilians and soldiers to the ground.
By the time the soldiers realized something was wrong and tried to stop the civilians' rampage, it was too late. They could only watch helplessly as volleys of arrows rained down, the hooves of the Northern Desert cavalry trampling civilians beneath their horses as they charged into their ranks.
"Kill!"
Their formation shattered, they could no longer mount an effective defense, simply surging forward to fight the Northern Desert cavalry.
But the sheer force of the cavalry's charge was beyond human control. In the time it takes to brew a pot of tea, the defenses of the 20,000 strongest county soldiers had been breached. The cavalry, with their masterful horsemanship, relentlessly charged and slaughtered the soldiers of Longliang County.
The rage from the ambush and massacre of the previous morning was vented on these soldiers.
Blood flowed like rivers in the camp, a scene of utter carnage.

Chapter Twelve:
The carrier pigeons from Longliang County, caught in an ambush, didn't have time to fly out, but those from Xingyong County relayed the intelligence immediately.
Seeing the report that the Northern Desert cavalry had so ruthlessly used civilians as hostages in an attempt to break through Longliang County's defenses, my heart turned cold.
I'm not a kind person, I know that. But I could never do something so inhumane; no one with even a modicum of kindness or conscience could.
Only then did I understand why it took them two hours to cover a mere fifty li (approximately 25 kilometers). It turned out that among the eighty thousand cavalrymen were these human shields; they had no horses and could only walk.
From the moment I received the carrier pigeons, I knew that the fifty thousand soldiers of Longliang County were likely doomed.
The only feasible method was to shoot them all before they reached us, wiping them out along the way. But this was also a cruel method. Even if the general could make the decision, the soldiers couldn't carry it out, and even if they did, what would happen? A wave of pessimism washed over them, greatly diminishing their fighting strength. The high-spirited, revenge-driven cavalry of the Northern Desert broke through their defenses and unleashed a massacre.
I ordered Little Turtle and Little Bird to spread the news, and all the Wang family's soldiers turned ashen-faced, their eyes blazing with fury.
Even the seemingly carefree Little Turtle and Little Bird shook their heads in rage, let alone the Jing Gong sisters with red eyes and Wang Miao'er, who was crying aloud.
"How could there be such cruel people?"
the girl sobbed.
Wang Guowei couldn't answer his daughter's question. Heartbroken, he considered another pressing issue: Ren Lanting had spread the news, igniting the Wang family cavalry's shared hatred and a desire to charge out and fight the enemy. Alas, after this war, how many years would it take for the Wang family to recover?
Things had come to this point; Wang Guowei had no reason to back down.
The massacre in the early hours of yesterday morning had already inflicted heavy losses on the Wang family's most elite cavalry. If they were to give up now, not only would they lose strength, but they would also infuriate the already remorseful Duke Lanting, who would then severely punish the Wang family. Wang Guowei absolutely did not want to see this happen.
"Your Highness, when shall we attack?"
Wang Guowei thought that since it was unavoidable anyway, he might as well take the initiative.
Sure enough, as he predicted, I was genuinely taken aback, my old face flushing slightly: This Wang family head is truly sensible! From now on, I, the young master, will have to take good care of them!
After a moment's hesitation, I continued, "This matter should be addressed sooner rather than later. While their 80,000 cavalry haven't yet joined the main force, our 15,000 elite Wang family cavalry should be enough to inflict considerable casualties on them."
Wang Guowei naturally had no objections: "Alright, but I think they might have more than one trick up their sleeve. It's better to be cautious."
I smiled: "Uncle Wang, don't worry, I won't wipe out your Wang family's entire fortune like I did at dawn. This time, our focus is on wearing down the enemy."
Wang Guowei gave a wry smile: "It's good that Your Highness has this intention. Our Wang family is truly risking our lives for you this time."
Walking towards my mount, I said seriously, "Uncle Wang, cooperating with upright gentlemen will bring you more benefits. In the future, when you face danger, those who have received your kindness today will not forget."
I was referring to myself as well as the people of the Northwest.
Without further ado, our group donned our armor and, like an iron torrent, surged out of the canyon, rushing swiftly towards the positions of the reinforcements from the two prefectures.
The canyon where we were hiding was southwest of Huaiyuan City, fifty li away from the reinforcements' positions to the south. However, with the Wang family cavalry, who had been resting and recuperating for a long time, they could reach the battle area in just half an hour.
The Wang family's steeds were fed a secret formula that more than doubled their endurance and speed. After several days, or at most half a month, of use, their bodies were too exhausted. At best, they could no longer be used as ordinary load-bearing horses and could no longer carry hundreds of pounds of armored men in battle.
However, such a sacrifice was absolutely worthwhile. Otherwise, we would not have been able to trample the enemy's camp and escape in the sneak attack last night. Compared to the steeds that graze sheep on the grasslands, the steeds of the Northwest are still a bit weak!
Fifteen thousand elite warriors still formed an arrow formation. As the spearhead, Wang Guowei and I were in front, followed by Wang Miao'er and the Jinggong sisters. Little Turtle and Little Bird were at the rear, and on the left and right sides were the ten elders of the Wang family, each of whom was no less skilled in martial arts than Little Turtle and Little Bird.
During the last battle, only one of the four elders of the Wang family survived. This was due to both the intensity of the fighting and their exceptional sense of responsibility; they charged ahead and retreated last, a truly admirable act.
The Wang family has only fifty elders in total. Excluding those specializing in business and internal affairs, only thirty are known for their martial prowess. Yesterday, Wang Guowei mobilized ten more elders, demonstrating a significant investment that even I felt some pressure. We
hadn't traveled twenty li when suddenly the sound of bowstrings being drawn rang out, followed by a dense rain of arrows flying from behind a small hill on our left.
"An ambush!"
Wang Guowei roared, brandishing his sword to deflect the falling arrows. Without needing any warning, everyone raised their weapons, the clanging of weapons echoing throughout the room.
Low screams echoed through the ranks; many soldiers had been struck by arrows and were seriously wounded. This was only because they were all skilled in martial arts; had it been any other soldier, hundreds would have been dead or wounded.
The fierce barrage of arrows continued for three rounds, then a mournful horn sounded, followed by countless steppe cavalry charging up the hill from behind, swooping down like ants.
Just as half our column had passed the hill, and we were about to be cut in half, I made a decisive move. My horse executed a beautiful turn, instantly changing direction to meet the enemy from the side.
Little Turtle and Little Bird reacted quickly, immediately calling to those around them, who, like me, turned their horses and charged towards the menacing steppe army.
Our formation instantly transformed from a charging arrow barrage into two rotating semicircles, perfectly separated in the middle, causing the first wave of enemies charging down the hill to miss their target.
However, the initiative had been lost, and it wasn't so easy to regain it.
Eager to reach the battlefield, we galloped at breakneck speed, making it impossible to send out scouts, and the deliberately concealed enemy wouldn't be easily discovered.
The royal elite's horsemanship was superb, but the Northern Desert cavalry's was equally skilled. Having grown up on horseback, they immediately split in two as they saw us change formation, pressing towards the center of our semi-circle. Their excellent mounted archery allowed them to continue firing arrows even at high speed.
The situation on the battlefield changed incredibly quickly; by the time we reacted, two or three hundred royal soldiers had already fallen to mounted archers.
The Northern Desert cavalry, charging down the hills in droves, quickly gained numerical superiority, surrounding us. Our circle, in turn, contained the first Northern Desert cavalry to charge in.
The enemy was clearly prepared and recognized us—the ones who had inflicted heavy casualties on them the previous night. Enraged, both inside and outside the circle, the Northern Desert cavalry unleashed a barrage of arrows and swords, howling and brandishing their weapons as they charged madly towards us.
Wang Guowei remained calm; we had practiced this scenario in the valley. He tossed a red firework into the air, and it exploded.
Our large circle quickly dispersed into fifteen thousand-man teams, and just like last night, we began charging into the enemy ranks.
Jinggong and I led one team, while the other ten elders, Wang Guowei, Wang Miao'er, Xiao Gui, and Xiao Niao led the remaining fourteen. In the blink of an eye, the cumbersome circular formation transformed into fifteen nimble knives. This
thousand-man unit was a combat system honed by the Wang family over centuries, the most suitable fighting style for them.
We fiercely charged into the enemy ranks, and the battle quickly became a chaotic melee, with intense fighting unfolding across this small area.
The vengeful Northern cavalry made a mistake. They shouldn't have charged down all at once, trying to wipe out our 15,000 men. Instead, they should have used their superior archery skills and numbers to avoid direct contact and prevent our escape, constantly harassing us and seizing any opportunity to cut us off. This approach would have been too costly for us, and even if we escaped, few would have survived.
Once our most important mobile force disappeared from the Northwest, it would be difficult for any army to stop the 200,000 Northern cavalry from their slaughter and looting, thus recovering their losses.
Their mistake gave us a crucial respite and a chance to turn the tide.
In a narrow encounter, only the brave can prevail!

Episode 11: The Plan to Repel the Northern Barbarians

[Episode Synopsis]
Tsk tsk, they've actually raised a white flag to negotiate! The barbarians are quite clever! With tens of thousands of hostages in their hands, they're making outrageous demands. My young master is no pushover! If I don't make sure you barbarians can't spend your money, I'm not a "Liu"
! And now I have to pay out of my own pocket? You... Minister of Revenue, just you wait! Luckily, the national treasury is connected to the private treasury, and my little Yunfu is allied with my young master.
Good! You've even dared to abduct a woman from my young master! Who cares who you are, Sister Cui'er is mine!

Chapter One: Unleashing Divine Skills
Wars throughout history have always been primarily about slaughter.
At least 50,000 northern cavalrymen are entangled with us. This time, both sides are prepared, and it's broad daylight, so eyesight and strength are at their peak. Everyone is bloodthirsty, slashing each other without mercy. A soldier has just killed an enemy when a stab comes from behind, knocking him off his horse.
50,000 northern cavalrymen against our 15,000—numerically, they have an absolute advantage. But in terms of individual strength, the seasoned elite of the Wang family far surpasses these steppe barbarians.
Especially in close combat, the royal elites were able to leverage their superior martial arts skills, and their weapons and armor were far superior to the enemy's, allowing us to gradually gain the upper hand.
However, the Northern Desert cavalry harbored a deep-seated hatred for us, and their fearless fighting style prevented us from expanding our gains. Under the scorching midday sun, blood and
flesh flew everywhere, and the shouts of battle were incessant. Almost everyone's mind was filled with nothing but slaughter and bloodshed... I and the two beauties were naturally an exception. The three of us deliberately went to where the enemy was most numerous. My twin swords danced incessantly, and the Jinggong sisters wielded their katana with unparalleled grace. Our four sharp blades sliced off heads from time to time, each time carving a bloody path to rescue the royal elites who were surrounded by the enemy and add them to the cavalry behind me.
Although most of the royal cavalry behind me were entangled in individual combat, hundreds of royal elites still followed closely behind, wielding their swords and rapidly cutting down the enemy.
The number of grassland barbarians was still too great. Coupled with their expertise in mounted archery, many skilled archers hid on the outer perimeter, watching whichever side was the most ferocious. Dozens, even hundreds, of arrows would often rain down from all directions, hitting both men and horses, even if they hit their own.
Our fifteen leaders were the most targeted. One elder of the Wang family, while fighting five enemies surrounding him, had his sword grabbed by a desperate, ruthless man. Due to insufficient defense, he was riddled with arrows, both man and horse, a more tragic fate than Yang Qilang from the storytelling tradition.
Watching his elite disciples fall one after another, Wang Guowei felt the deepest pain and sorrow. Each disciple had been nurtured by the Wang family for at least twenty-five years, only to be taken by the enemy in less than a breath on the battlefield. How could this not break the heart of the patriarch, who was so determined to bring glory to the Wang family?
Some people, when frustrated, would become depressed, even affecting their performance.
Unlike Wang Guowei, whose temperament was extremely resilient, his frustration and sadness served as a reminder of what he needed to do.
"Ah!"
the Wang family patriarch roared, his treasured sword gleaming with dazzling light. With a lightning-fast swing, he became a ball of light, strikingly bright amidst the dense crowd.
Good heavens! Wang Guowei exerted all his strength, unleashing the Wang family's secret martial arts technique. His entire body reached its peak, slashing men and horses with the ease and skill of chopping wood. The ball of light relentlessly charged through the crowd, leaving countless limbs and mangled bodies flying in its wake—truly invincible!
Wang Guowei's conspicuous presence provided a perfect target for the archers outside. Arrows
rained down on him, but each one was deflected by his inner energy before reaching him, bouncing off to the side.
I witnessed his incredible power from a great distance. Among experts of the same level, I understood Wang Guowei's condition best. He was truly fighting for his life. Under the all-out battle of a peerless master, even a thousand people wouldn't be enough. Any schemes, tricks, or human wave tactics were useless in the face of absolute strength.
Supported by powerful true energy, the treasured sword in Wang Guowei's hand became indestructible, shattering the encirclement of the Northern Desert cavalry. Even the bravest grassland people hid at the sight of the ball of light, showing no shame whatsoever—they were simply inhuman; why would they go to their deaths?
I could understand Wang Guowei's mentality. If the "Sun Moon Cult" were surrounded and slaughtered, I would also feel heartache. Moreover, the elites of the Wang family all carried the bloodline of the Northwest Wang family to varying degrees, and the least qualified were from families that had lived near Wang Family Fortress for hundreds of years. They were almost all Wang Guowei's relatives. It would be abnormal if he didn't fight desperately to suppress the enemy.
Thinking that the Wang family had been fighting repeatedly because of me, it seemed unreasonable not to use my full strength. With a sigh, I suddenly expanded my inner energy, instantly enveloping myself in a burst of golden light.
The Heavenly Demon Art Level 8 plus the Potential Stimulation Technique! My power instantly soared to the super-high level of Heavenly Demon Art Level 9!
"Boom!"
A violent shockwave instantly pulverized the dozen or so enemies in front of me. Before the remaining enemies could even cry out in fear, the blade energy of my twin swords had already increased by three feet, becoming five feet long. The golden light also enveloped the swords and my steed, making me appear like a golden-armored giant with enormous arms.
"Sizzle sizzle sizzle..."
The blade light sliced through the grassland cavalry within a five-meter radius, men and horses alike, as if tearing through paper. This wasn't the effect of individual slashes; each slash caused them to explode from the shockwave of the inner energy.
"Die!"
I spurred my magnificent steed, crashing into the surging enemy ranks. My twin blades danced wildly, unleashing hundreds of golden beams of light. Anyone touched by the golden light exploded into a bloody mist, and in the blink of an eye, everything in front of me and to my sides was a blank canvas.
"Hiss..."
Both sides gasped in shock: 'Heavens, is this a war god descended to earth? How can a human possess such power?' I gave my enemies no time to think. The golden light raged wildly, transforming the area within five meters in front of me into a space enveloped in golden light. Compared to Wang Guowei's ball of light, its power and terror were far greater.
Hundreds of arrows still flew towards me, but they were all blasted apart by my true energy a meter away, without even causing a ripple.
The ninth level of the Heavenly Demon Art is the highest realm ever achieved by a member of the Demonic Sect, aside from the ancestor who created it. It allows one to ride freely amidst thousands of troops. To say one can fight a thousand is an understatement. Now, I am truly a match for ten thousand!
Golden and white orbs of light flanked them, reaping the enemy like wheat being harvested. The morale of the northern cavalry plummeted as they desperately dodged.
The steppe people, who claimed descent from the Azure Wolf, were fearless in the face of strength. No matter how ferocious the enemy, they would charge forward relentlessly until they were dead.
However, the two masters they encountered this time far exceeded their understanding: how could humans be invulnerable to blades and spears? How could they possess such immense strength? How could their attacks be completely ineffective? Dozens, even hundreds, of them charged forward, only to die in droves, many leaving no trace…
Humans fear spirits, and the light and shadow effects of my and Wang Guowei's desperate battle had instilled in them a fear of deities, making them believe we were possessed by gods, here to slaughter these mortals.
Once their courage was lost, the steppe people's attacks became insignificant. Fifteen thousand-man squads gradually merged into two groups, following behind me and Wang Guowei, their morale soaring as they slaughtered the demoralized Northern Desert cavalry.
Even facing thousands, we charged straight in. Our true qi protected us from enemy attacks, and by using offense as defense, we preemptively eliminated them before their blades could strike, maximizing our safety.
However, this relentless slaughter meant our true qi couldn't be used for long. Otherwise, in future battles, ten top-tier experts could wipe out tens of thousands of troops—what would be the point?
Besides, the current success was due to the enemy's dense formation, preventing them from maintaining distance.
"Oh my god..."
Finally, under immense pressure, a super archer who had fired at me at least twenty times saw his arrows explode right beside me. His pride couldn't withstand the pressure any longer; he cried out and ran away from the outermost perimeter, no longer wanting to stay there.
Even ants have a will to survive, let alone humans?
With one person leading the way, the number gradually grew to dozens, then hundreds…
The fleeing began from the outer perimeter, and then those inside desperately ran outwards…
Eventually, the entire mountainside was filled with fleeing Northern cavalry, running frantically in all directions, looking like surging black tides.
Chasing after a drowning dog was everyone's favorite thing to do, especially Little Turtle and Little Bird, who reacted quickly and surrounded the enemy. Over a thousand people ended up surrounding at least three thousand, and with the help of those who arrived later, they killed the grassland cavalry one by one within the encirclement.
They knew they had no way out, so after confirming that escape was hopeless, the Northern cavalry launched a powerful counterattack, causing five hundred of our casualties. This made me realize the importance of striking hard on a drowning dog, but also the need to prevent a cornered dog from retaliating.
Wang Guowei and I did not pursue; Wang Miao'er and the Jing Gong sisters surrounded us, along with dozens of loyal elite Wang family soldiers on the outer perimeter.
In this battle alone, over a thousand cavalrymen died at our hands. Had they not fled, that number would have risen rapidly. However, the depletion of our inner energy left us feeling utterly exhausted.
Our faces were deathly pale, yet we burst into laughter, a hearty laugh that instilled a sense of heroic pride.
Wang Guowei and I were more than just martial arts masters; this was the first time we had ever fought a life-or-death battle where everything was thrown into the wind. It was truly exhilarating, and because of this, even though we were now almost unable to move, we exuded an air of unparalleled arrogance.
Those around us were infected by our emotions and couldn't help but laugh.
To experience such an earth-shattering battle, to witness the might of two of the world's top masters, was to have lived a truly worthwhile life!
The statistics brought by the Wang family elders showed that our side suffered five thousand casualties, three thousand of whom were wounded, most seriously. Of the enemy's fifty thousand troops, thirty thousand fled back; the rest were all forever left on this plain by our fierce attack.
If it weren't for my and Wang Guowei's extraordinary martial arts skills that terrified them, this battle would have been much more arduous.
But as the saying goes, "a general's courage is a soldier's courage," and none of their generals dared to fight us head-on, which greatly disappointed their men. Conversely, the Wang family members behind us, thanks to the invincible strength of our two leaders, saw their morale soar. This shift in power naturally led to our overwhelming victory, preventing them from even unleashing half their strength and courage, resulting in the situation where the larger force was being chased by the smaller one.
I was more pleased than frustrated, but Wang Guowei looked at the report with a bitter expression, which amused his daughter. Was this the same father who had been so full of bravado just moments before?
However, I had no time to comfort him. I gave Wang Miao'er a wink, and the girl immediately understood, saying, "Dad, don't look like that. We need to hurry on our way; the people in Xingyong County still need our help."
Wang Guowei's face paled with fright. If I had said those words, he might have turned on me, but it was his daughter who spoke: "Miao'er, do you think our ten thousand remaining soldiers can still fight them head-on? What if we're ambushed again? With your father and Prince Lanting already on the verge of collapse, it's impossible for us to pull off another miracle!"
Wang Miao'er rolled her eyes at him: "Father, now that we've come out, we have to be responsible for the army and people of the Northwest. Giving up halfway is our Wang family motto, isn't it? Even if we all sacrifice ourselves, so what? We've already left a mark on the hearts of the people of the Northwest. The entire Northwest will remember the sacrifice of our Wang family descendants today."
Jing Gongcai gently tugged at the girl's clothes: "Sister Miao'er, with us here, you won't die."
The little girl still wasn't very good at speaking, even her assurances sounded unconvincing, but that also showed her innocent charm.
Wang Miao'er squeezed the little beauty's hand back, smiling without saying a word, thinking to herself, of course I know we won't die, but if I don't say it with a grand and imposing tone, the eldest son of the Wang family won't be moved.
As expected, a daughter understands her father best. Incited by Wang Miao'er, Wang Guowei, considering the practicalities, realized that backing down now would displease Lord Lanting; yet, doing so would also discourage the people and army who had high hopes for the Wang family, preventing them from further establishing the Wang family's image of bravery and dedication to the Northwest. This would render the previous sacrifices futile—not worth it!
"Hehe, Miao'er, look how anxious you are. I was just joking."
Wang Guowei's expression changed faster than flipping through a book, immediately returning to a resolute one. He said to me, "Your Highness, there's no time to lose. Let's set off immediately."
"Alright, thank you for your hard work, Uncle Wang. You must believe that from now on, Lanting will stand with the Wang family!"
I said solemnly, bowing respectfully.
Hearing this, Wang Guowei felt much better. He left the two thousand most severely wounded men behind to rest, and also buried the fallen members of the Wang family. Then, they took shortcuts to find places to rest and recuperate. Following the custom of the martial world, each of them carried wound medicine, enough to treat their injuries.
What was expected to be a bloody battle turned into a chaotic scene after a thirty-mile journey, leaving only smoke and debris on the official road. Only the Xingyong County soldiers descending from the mountain were cleaning up; not a single steppe cavalryman was present.
Seeing so many iron cavalry charging towards them like the wind, thousands of Xingyong County soldiers dropped their weapons and fled up the mountain. Their speed, even faster than a galloping horse, was enough to make my reserve army, which had been training for a month, blush.
At the same time, the horns of the sentries below sounded again. After letting the soldiers in, they all nocked their bows and arrows, looking at us with a mixture of tension and fear.
"Listen up, you men! The First-Class Duke, Imperial Envoy, Lord Lanting, and Wang Guowei, head of the Northwest Wang Family, have arrived with reinforcements. General Zhang Bigeng, the garrison commander of Xingyong County, come down and speak with us!"
Little Turtle's booming voice carried all the way up the hill, causing a stir.
After a brief wait, the defenses at the foot of the mountain opened, and dozens of foot soldiers rushed out, tightly surrounding two middle-aged generals. One had bandages wrapped around his head, while the other appeared more refined; both men wore expressions of grief and indignation.
We, the leaders, urged our horses forward to meet them while the main force waited.
Those in the Northwest couldn't possibly be unfamiliar with Wang Guowei. Although they didn't recognize me, they immediately knew who I was upon seeing Wang Guowei's face.
"This humble officer, Zhang Bigeng, the garrison general of Xingyong County, greets Your Highness." "
This guilty officer, Ma Mengfei, the garrison general of Longliang County, begs Your Highness to punish me with death!"
Their statements differed, but the appearance of Ma Mengfei, with his bandages wrapped around his head, gave me a pleasant surprise.
I immediately jumped off my horse, reached out to help them both up, and even patted Ma Mengfei on the shoulder: "General Ma, you've worked hard."
Ma Mengfei trembled and said with shame and indignation: "Your Highness, I know I have committed a capital offense and have already asked you for punishment. Why do you have to humiliate me like this?"
He thought he was doomed to die, so his words were naturally less trembling.
Zhang Bigeng frowned deeply and whispered to me, "Your Highness, General Ma had no choice this time. If I were in his position, I certainly wouldn't have been able to save 10,000 men and get them up the mountain. Please, Your Highness, consider that General Ma is still useful now that the enemy is pressing in, and allow him to atone for his crimes with meritorious service!"
"10,000 men left?"
I was slightly surprised. "General Ma, how did you manage to save them?"
"Seeing that we couldn't hold them off any longer, I ordered the brothers in the rear camp to escape to the steep hills. Although there were no defenses there, the terrain was so rugged that the cavalry couldn't get through. With Lord Zhang's strong support, 10,000 men were able to escape in the end."
Ma Mengfei didn't seem excited at all when he spoke. "I originally wanted to die for my country, but after they knocked me unconscious, I carried me up the mountain."
Wang Miao'er couldn't help but purse her lips. No wonder Ma Mengfei had bandages wrapped around his head; they had been broken by his own men!
I had also considered this. Chen Fuyue was also knocked unconscious and taken away. Could it be that the subordinates in the Northwest have this tradition?
"I heard you ordered an attack on the charging civilians?"
I asked the defeated general guarding Longliang County.
"Yes, if I hadn't given the order, our camp would have been overrun, and the civilians would not only have been unable to save their own lives, but would have also implicated us. Not only would they have implicated us, but if we collapsed, the vast population of the Northwest behind us would have suffered even more brutal attacks,"
Ma Mengfei said. "Your Highness, I know I was wrong, but I don't regret it. I only regret that I didn't use the most severe method to order my men to start attacking, and in the end, we still ended up with a total annihilation."
"General Ma, your order was indeed very cruel,"
I sighed, "but you can't be blamed for that... Damn it, blame those inhuman beasts!"
Hearing me swear, Zhang Bigeng's eyes lit up: 'Your Highness doesn't seem to be making things difficult for Old Ma?' Tormented by self-blame and pain, Ma Mengfei suddenly raised his head: "Your Highness, what did you say?"
I smiled: "I said, don't act like a woman, crying and wailing, acting like you're going to die. What's the big deal? Can't you even get past this?"
Ma Mengfei's eyes reddened instantly: "Your Highness... but I ordered the killing of civilians, and I lost almost all the soldiers the prefect entrusted to me! You really don't blame me?"
"If you failed, go and get revenge. If you lost soldiers, train them again. Don't be afraid of failure. It's good that you're alive."
I shrugged. "If I were you, I wouldn't have been able to make a better decision either, so the fault isn't yours. I forgive you."
"Waaah..."
The garrison general of Longliang County suddenly covered his face like a child and cried, suppressing his sobs.
Anyone in his position would only be able to vent their suppressed emotions by crying. From extreme depression to extreme despair and sadness, and then to a sudden rebirth, all these changes in mindset were enough to break anyone's emotions and make them lose control.

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