Imperial Secrets - 7

"Yes!"

Ren Qiuxiang immediately knelt up, gently rubbing Jiang Hanqing's huge penis with her hands, praising, "Master's penis is so big!"

Jiang Hanqing half-raised himself and slapped Ren Qiuxiang across the face.

"You slut! I told you to lick it! Not to rub it!"

Ren Qiuxiang said softly, "Yes! Master! Qiu Nu knows her mistake! Qiu Nu will lick it for you right away!"

Squatting between Jiang Hanqing's legs, she pinched the engorged penis with her hands and began to lick it carefully.

She gently licked the urethral opening of Jiang Hanqing's glans with her tongue, the tingling sensation causing Jiang Hanqing's penis to throb. Jiang Hanqing fell back on the mat in ecstasy, groaning loudly a few times, then quickly sat up, grabbed Ren Qiuxiang's hair and pressed it down hard against his lower body, the tip of his penis almost touching Ren Qiuxiang's throat, the feeling of suffocation making her eyes roll back.

When Jiang Hanqing finally released Ren Qiuxiang, she hurriedly spat out his penis and coughed violently.

"You slut! You can't even handle this little bit of torture? What use is a sex slave like you?" Jiang Hanqing grabbed Ren Qiuxiang's hair and shook it violently.

The intense pain from having her hair pulled brought tears to Ren Qiuxiang's eyes, but she still said gently, "Yes! Master! Please forgive Qiuxiang! Give Qiuxiang another chance!"

Jiang Hanqing was already incredibly fond of this obedient sex slave and nodded, saying, "Alright!

You slut! I'll give you one more chance. Keep licking! If you hurt me, I'll tear your vagina apart!"

Ren Qiuxiang carefully took Jiang Hanqing's penis into her mouth and began to stroke it up and down.

Jiang Hanqing looked smugly at Ren Qiuxiang's sunken cheeks from sucking his penis and praised, "Excellent! Your oral sex skills are really good!"

Ren Qiuxiang sucked on Jiang Hanqing's penis while observing his expression. Seeing his obvious enjoyment, Ren Qiuxiang spat out the large penis from her mouth and began licking Jiang Hanqing's scrotum, even scraping the area where his scrotum met his anus.

Ren Qiuxiang's skillful oral sex made Jiang Hanqing cry out in pleasure.

"Ah!...You slut!...You're fucking amazing!...Stop!...Stop!...Fuck! I can't take it anymore!"

The urge to ejaculate made Jiang Hanqing repeatedly cry out to stop, but Ren Qiuxiang showed no sign of stopping, continuing to lick. Jiang Hanqing almost couldn't hold back any longer, quickly grabbing her hair and pulling hard to pull her mouth away from his penis.

Jiang Hanqing desperately suppressed the urge to ejaculate, then stood up and kicked Ren Qiuxiang to the ground, cursing, "Slut! How dare you disobey your master's orders!"

Ren Qiuxiang lay on the ground, rubbing her breasts where Jiang Hanqing had kicked her, groaning in pain, but her face was full of satisfaction.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Hanqing knew that the more ruthless she was, the happier she would be. Therefore, ignoring Ren Qiuxiang's cries and screams, he cruelly grabbed her hair and dragged her to the edge of the bed, forcing her to lie face down.

Ren Qiuxiang, her buttocks raised high on the bed, felt Jiang Hanqing staring at her plump rear from behind, and excitedly began to wiggle her buttocks.

However, before she could wiggle a few times, a loud "smack" resounded, followed by a sharp, piercing pain from her buttocks, causing her to scream and burst into tears.

Turning around, she saw that Jiang Hanqing had casually grabbed a bronze fruit plate and slammed it hard against her raised, wiggling, snow-white buttocks.

Jiang Hanqing smugly admired Ren Qiuxiang's buttocks, now bright red from the brutal beating, and hurled insults, "You slut! Are you satisfied now? Tell me... were you satisfied?!"

Ignoring Ren Qiuxiang's terrified and pleading gaze, Jiang Hanqing pressed her plump waist down on the bed, preventing her from escaping, while his other hand, holding the bronze fruit plate, relentlessly slapped Ren Qiuxiang's delicate buttocks.

Bai Yingjue struggled desperately, wailing in pain, begging Jiang Hanqing for forgiveness.

"Ah!...Master! Please!...I can't take it anymore!...Waaah!...It hurts...it hurts so much...ah!"

Jiang Hanqing watched as Ren Qiuxiang's fair buttocks gradually became engorged and swollen, listening to her constant cries and pleas. His heart was filled with the satisfied pleasure of a sadist. He gritted his teeth and cursed, "Slut! Are you satisfied now? Ah! You dared to disobey me just now! You bitch, do you still dare?"

The pain in her buttocks gradually numbed Ren Qiuxiang's nerves. The pleasure of being abused made her dizzy with pleasure. She cried out, "I won't dare! I was wrong! Master! Please forgive me! No!...Please punish this disobedient sex slave as you please!"

Hearing Ren Qiuxiang's words of surrender and begging for mercy, Jiang Hanqing grinned lewdly and reached out to touch her wet vulva. Then he inserted his fingers into her vagina and stirred them.

The strange sensation of something entering her vagina, yet failing to fully fill it, made Ren Qiuxiang desperately shake her large buttocks, trying to swallow Jiang Hanqing's hateful fingers deeper.

Jiang Hanqing scraped the walls of Ren Qiuxiang's vagina with his fingers, leering at her pained struggle, but his mind was elsewhere: "I can't waste too much energy on this slut today! I need to hurry back and appease Aunt Ying's cunt later."

With that thought, Jiang Hanqing's fingers thrusting into Ren Qiuxiang's vagina became more frequent and forceful, and his clenched teeth gave the impression that he wanted to tear Ren Qiuxiang's vagina apart.

Ren Qiuxiang could no longer hold back and cried out, "Master! Please punish me with your big cock! Punish this lowly woman!"

Jiang Hanqing said fiercely, "Shut up, you slut! You're just like a lowly prostitute!"

"Yes! I am a prostitute! Please play with me, Master! Play with this lowly prostitute!"

When Jiang Hanqing withdrew his penis from Ren Qiuxiang's vagina, she felt a sense of emptiness inside, but also a surge of joy, thinking that Jiang Hanqing was about to insert his penis into her vagina.

Who knew that Jiang Hanqing would only place his finger, which was covered in her vaginal fluid, against her anus and sneered, "Slut! Does your anus also want to be played with?"

Unable to bear the emptiness and discomfort of being aroused but not being satisfied, Ren Qiuxiang cried out hysterically, "Give it to me! Give it to me! I want it!"

Jiang Hanqing forcefully pushed his middle finger into Ren Qiuxiang's anus, and the anus, which had not been explored for many years, contracted tightly. Jiang Hanqing used considerable force to fully insert his middle finger into the second knuckle.

As his finger entered, Ren Qiuxiang felt an urge to defecate in her anus, which she desperately tried to suppress, while simultaneously thrusting her hips back and forth, panting slightly, "Good! So good! Master! Qiuxiang's ass feels so good!"

Jiang Hanqing cursed fiercely, "You slut! You're such a slut, you'll feel good no matter what you do! You're simply an incredibly despicable prostitute!"

While insulting Ren Qiuxiang, Jiang Hanqing relentlessly thrust his finger into her anus.

With Jiang Hanqing's movements, Ren Qiuxiang began to twist her hips, moaning and crying out, "Ah! Master! So good! Harder!... Ah... Harder!..."

Seeing her ecstatic state, Jiang Hanqing's movements became increasingly violent, his finger forcefully shaking and rotating inside Ren Qiuxiang's anus. The immense force from Jiang Hanqing's finger caused her lower body to sway and heave violently.

Ren Qiuxiang's mouth gradually became unable to close, and she could only moan and gasp for breath, making lewd noises.

Her anus throbbed with pain from Jiang Hanqing's rough actions, but the pain and humiliation of having a man's fingers inserted into her vagina quickly brought her to orgasm. Her

writhing hips suddenly stopped, her face stiffened, and a large amount of vaginal fluid flowed from her vagina in an instant. Ren Qiuxiang reached orgasm rapidly while Jiang Hanqing was playing with her anus with his fingers.

Looking at Ren Qiuxiang, limp and powerless on the bed, Jiang Hanqing withdrew his fingers from her anus.

Her anus, still slightly red and swollen from the rough fingering, revealed a small opening that couldn't close completely.

Seeing the lewd scene before him, Jiang Hanqing couldn't resist any longer. He lifted Ren Qiuxiang's buttocks, aimed at her vaginal opening amidst the pubic hair, and thrust his lower body forward. With a soft "plop," his enormous penis quickly entered Qiuxiang's already overflowing, wet vagina. The

previously limp and powerless Ren Qiuxiang, stimulated by the fullness of his enormous penis filling her vagina, immediately became full of life.

As Jiang Hanqing's penis began to thrust, it rubbed fiercely against Ren Qiuxiang's vaginal walls, the glans repeatedly slamming against her cervix. This intense stimulation filled Ren Qiuxiang with a renewed sense of lust, and her wanton buttocks began to writhe with renewed life.

Her wanton moans echoed once more in the tent…

Chapter Nineteen: Staying at Yanyun

Chapter Nineteen: Staying at Yanyun

Winter of the fifth year of the Taiping Zhenzhi reign, November 10th.

The Qiu Te army split into two groups to meet the approaching powerful enemy. One force of 100,000 men, led by Wuheyan, stayed at the Yanyun Pass to delay the offensive of Li Jixing's Xia Kingdom; the other, a main force of 300,000 men, personally commanded by Empress Hanyuexue, was to confront the combined forces of Donglu and Nanyue.

Facing the rising sun, Hanyuexue's army marched eastward.

Faced with the impending bloody battle, the expressions of all the Qiu Te soldiers were extremely solemn. The events of the past two months

had left them all bewildered: from the unexpected,

overwhelming , to the sudden and equally rapid retreat, then the exhilarating victory at the Qinyang River, and now the threat of national annihilation. Everything had happened so quickly, so unacceptably.

Long cavalry columns stretched eastward along the narrow mountain paths of the Yanyun Mountains, the thunderous hooves echoing across the open wilderness. The rows of swords, halberds, and spears gleamed coldly in the rare winter sunlight. Jiang

Hanqing, along with his sex slave Bai Yingjue and five subordinates—Lin Fengxian, Chen Bin, Jiang Wuxiong, Jiang Longxiang, and Li Kebiao—chose to remain at the Yanyun Pass. Jiang Hanqing felt he could play a greater role there; with his familiarity with the Imperial army, he might be able to greatly assist the Qiu Te people and achieve another victory similar to the Qinyang campaign.

Taking advantage of the lull before Li Jixing's army arrived in a day or two, the Qiu Te soldiers left behind seized the opportunity to rest, knowing that in two days they would no longer have such leisurely time, perhaps never again.

In a tent warmed by a crackling fire, Jiang Hanqing lay naked, eyes half-closed, breathing softly, having just made love with Bai Yingjue.

Bai Yingjue, her hair disheveled, nestled beside him, a sweet smile playing on her lips as she looked at his handsome face. Her pink-painted nails traced light circles on Jiang Hanqing's chest.

"Qing! Why didn't we go with that Han Yuexue? Don't you miss your Qiu Xiang?"

Bai Yingjue's words were thick with jealousy.

Jiang Hanqing smiled, not opening his eyes, but instead slapping Bai Yingjue's full buttocks hard.

"Hehe! You think I really like that slut?"

Bai Yingjue cried out "Ouch!" but there was no pain on her face, only satisfaction.

"But weren't you fooling around with her every day the other day? You wouldn't come back even when I asked you to!" Bai Yingjue scolded.

Jiang Hanqing opened his eyes and looked at this proud woman who was completely conquered by him, and a feeling of happiness welled up inside him.

Reaching out to fondle Bai Yingjue's full breasts, he said smugly, "Me, fooling around with her? Haha! I'm just doing this for... hehe!"

Bai Yingjue slightly propped herself up, displaying her beautiful upper body curves to the young man who had become her master, and asked in surprise, "You mean... Han Yuexue? No way! You dare to even think about something like this?"

Jiang Hanqing looked at the astonished Bai Yingjue and nodded, "You're so smart! Haha! I just want to use Qiu Xiang to make Han Yuexue, this barbarian queen, fall at my feet! Haha! Then even you can humiliate her at will!"

Bai Yingjue suddenly flipped over and straddled Jiang Hanqing, reaching out to pinch his penis and stroking it, lewdly laughing, "You! Daydreaming! Hehe! Even if you really conquer her, I won't help you play with her! I only want your playing!"

Jiang Hanqing's penis gradually became engorged and swollen in her hand. He growled, flipped Bai Yingjue over, and pinned her to the bed. He pinched her nipple and twisted it, sneering, "Heh heh! You slut! Getting horny again so quickly? Now you dare to tease your master? Fine!! Humph! I'll make sure you get your fill of pleasure today!"

Amid Bai Yingjue's cries of pain, Jiang Hanqing's penis plunged hard into her tight anus, ravaging her wildly.

Over the next two days, Qiu Te soldiers began setting up defenses along the Yanyun Pass.

Huge wooden stakes were erected in the wider, flatter areas outside the pass to defend against cavalry charges;

deep trenches were dug in front of the stakes to guard against chariot attacks. The soldiers dug traps of all sizes along the road leading to the pass.

Layer upon layer of fences and trenches were also densely distributed along the rolling hills, while sturdy wooden fortresses were built on the hilltops, piled high with logs and stones painstakingly carried up.

Large quantities of newly manufactured weapons, armor, and bows were distributed to the Qiu Te soldiers, replacing their old equipment.

To prevent the Xia army from seizing supplies in the camp after the fall of Yanyun Pass, the mountains of grain and supplies that had previously piled up in the camp were moved and stored hundreds of miles away.

Large cavalry units in gleaming armor galloped through the camp, the crisp sound of clashing weapons echoing in every corner. Messengers frequently rushed out of Wuheyan's command tent, mounting their warhorses to deliver their commander's latest orders to distant lands.

The tense atmosphere of impending battle hung over everyone in the camp; even veterans accustomed to bloody warfare showed no trace of a smile. Everyone was suffocated by an indescribable sense of tension. For those involved, time seemed to stand still; the two short days passed with extraordinary slowness and agony. The soldiers even began to hope that the battle would begin as soon as possible, regardless of victory or defeat, life or death, just to end this unbearable torment.

Time passed slowly amidst the Qiut people's tense wait, and the Xia Kingdom's army drew ever closer...

On the afternoon of November 12th, the banner of the Great Xia Empire finally appeared on the distant horizon.

The alarm horns quickly spread throughout the entire Qiut camp, and the camp erupted in chaos. The war drums, signaling the assembly of the entire army, thundered down. The soldiers shouted and ran, quickly assembling and forming ranks, then rushing to their assigned combat posts.

The first thing that came into view of the Qiu people was a large contingent of Imperial cavalry in black helmets and armor, pressing in like a tidal wave towards the Yanyun Pass.

Looking at the white banners with black eagles fluttering above the Imperial cavalry's heads, Jiang Hanqing solemnly said to Bai Yingjue, "These are the Imperial elite cavalry—the Black Eagle Legion. This cavalry can be considered a branch of Shi Yanying's 'Flying Eagle Legion.' Many of its officers were members of the 'Flying Eagle Legion' in their early years, and had followed Shi Yanying in the wars against the barbarians in the north of the Empire for many years. Later, Emperor Wuming, fearing the 'Flying Eagle Legion's' growing power, forcibly separated these people and formed a new legion with them as its core. Because this legion was deeply influenced by Shi Yanying, its banner, similar to the 'Flying Eagle Legion' banner, was chosen when it was formed. The original yellow background was changed to white for distinction. After its formation, this legion has been responsible for the defense of the northeastern part of the Empire. Its combat power is among the best in the Imperial army."

Looking at the menacing, ever-approaching "Black Eagle Legion, " "So, does that mean this army is Shi Yanying's men?" Bai Yingjue asked.

Jiang Hanqing sneered, "Not necessarily! Since its formation, Emperor Wuming has infiltrated it with numerous trusted confidants, giving it absolute control. With years of brainwashing, Shi Yanying's influence has been completely eradicated. This army is now the emperor's trusted force, and the strongest unit under his command! Heh heh! Wuming seems desperate to win this time, even playing this trump card. Haha! Excellent! If the Qiu Te people destroy it, it will be like cutting off one of Wuming's old bastard's hands!" While the two were discussing

, the Black Eagle Legion's cavalry gradually approached Yanyun Pass, finally stopping about seven or eight miles from the pass to set up defensive formations to prevent the Qiu Te people from launching a surprise attack. Behind the Black Eagle Legion's cavalry

, a steady stream of imperial troops poured into the plains at the foot of the mountain, setting up camp there.

Bai Yingjue watched the Imperial soldiers busy at the foot of the mountain for a long time, then suddenly asked Jiang Hanqing, "Why don't we take advantage of the enemy's fatigue from their long march and launch a surprise attack?"

Jiang Hanqing replied, "The enemy will have had plenty of rest before reaching the point of contact. Look, the Black Eagle Legion's cavalry are all full of energy, their horses are light and agile, showing no signs of fatigue from a long march. If we launch a surprise attack now, it will only be a head-on battle with the enemy cavalry in advance, which is meaningless and will only result in casualties!"

Bai Yingjue looked closely and saw that the Imperial army's banners were indeed fluttering, and the soldiers were moving swiftly and with fierce momentum.

Standing beside Jiang Hanqing, Wuheyan sighed, "Brother Hanqing, this Li Jixing is indeed the steady commander you described. Look at his troop deployments; everything is strictly according to military strategy, without the slightest deviation. He seeks only to avoid mistakes, not to achieve merit! Such a person is truly troublesome! Moreover, on the surface, his army's morale remains extremely high, seemingly unaffected by the annihilation of Yang Sicong's army a few days ago!"

Jiang Hanqing nodded, "Yes! Such a person is very annoying. But it seems he won't take any action tonight; everything will have to wait until tomorrow morning… Sigh!"

That evening, the imperial army of 450,000 men marched to the foot of Yanyun Mountain, establishing camps stretching for dozens of miles, their momentum overwhelming. However, just as Jiang Hanqing had predicted, Li Jixing did not order his troops to risk a night attack, but instead chose to rest well for the night.

The next morning, just after the Qiu people had finished breakfast, the sound of drums echoed from the imperial army camp at the foot of the mountain; the imperial army had finally formed ranks, ready to attack.

Jiang Hanqing, Wu Heyan, and others climbed to the top of a small hill to observe the Imperial army's formation at the foot of the mountain.

At the very forefront of the Imperial army's formation were the Black Eagle Legion cavalry, serving as the vanguard. Behind them were countless archers and infantry, and then another cavalry unit. Clearly, the Imperial army intended to rely on its cavalry to break through the formidable Yan Yun Mountain pass in one fell

swoop. After the Imperial army had formed ranks, it advanced to

the sound of drums. To allow the infantry behind them to follow at a slower pace, the Black Eagle Legion cavalry reined in their horses and advanced slowly. The infantry following behind advanced at a greater pace, trying to maintain a constant distance from the cavalry.

The massive, dark army slowly pressed towards the Yan Yun Mountain pass, the thunderous war drums echoing through the sky. The earth-shaking momentum created by the advancing soldiers brought immense pressure to everyone present.

Uheyan observed for a moment and said to Jiang Hanqing, "Fifty thousand cavalry and one hundred thousand infantry!"

Jiang Hanqing nodded and then explained to Bai Yingjue, "This is the approximate number of troops the enemy has committed to today's attack! Today's attack should just be a probing offensive by both sides!"

As the Black Eagle Legion cavalry at the front was about to enter the range of the Qiut archers' arrows, the gongs in the Imperial army suddenly became rapid. The cavalry stopped advancing and began to close in. Soon, several passages opened up in the middle of the cavalry ranks.

The archers following behind the cavalry quickly rushed up from these clearings, rushing to the front of the cavalry and forming a long line.

Uheyan sneered, "How old-fashioned! Still resorting to the same old arrow-shooting trick!"

With that, he waved his hand forcefully, and the Qiut archers in the tents drew their arrows and nocked them.

At the same time, the drums in the Imperial army suddenly became slow and powerful. Imperial archers began to advance, entering firing range, then propped their quivers upright on the ground, nocked arrows, and aimed at the Qut people's camp.

The drumbeats of the Imperial army changed again, the drummers seemingly beating their war drums with all their might.

The archer leader, at this moment, raised his arm high and swung it down forcefully, shouting with all his might, "Release the arrows!"

With this command, the brutal battle finally began.

The taut bowstrings in the hands of the Imperial archers snapped open at the command, and with a "thud," the arrows soared into the air, flying towards the Qut people's camp.

Amidst the whooshing sounds of arrows piercing the air, a rain of arrows descended upon the Qut camp.

Almost simultaneously, the Qut people released their own arrows, firing at the Imperial army formation at the foot of the mountain.

In an instant, screams echoed from both sides as countless soldiers fell, struck by arrows. Those who survived remained standing, while archers on both sides continued to fire the remaining arrows from their quivers.

The cold, hard archery exchange lasted for about the time it takes to burn an incense stick. Except for the archers, all the Imperial troops were outside the range of the Qut's crossbows; all the dead and wounded were their archers. While almost the entire Qut army was within the range of the Imperial soldiers' arrows, most of them had cover. As a result, after this tedious archery exchange, the overall casualties on both sides were roughly equal.

After this warm-up archery exchange, the real show began.

To the sound of war drums, the remaining archers hastily retreated, while the Black Hawk Legion's cavalry spurred their horses, bypassing the archers' ranks and taking the lead, followed closely by the infantry squares.

As the horns sounded in the camp, the Black Hawk Legion's cavalry suddenly split into two groups, flanking the enemy. The infantry phalanx, which had been slowly advancing, surged forward and occupied the large open space in the center.

Meanwhile, the Qut cavalry assault force quickly assembled in their tents, lining up in the open space behind the camp's wooden gate, ready to charge out and launch a counter-attack once the gate opened.

When the drums and horns of the Imperial army camp sounded simultaneously for the first time, the infantry in the center suddenly quickened their pace and began to run forward, while the cavalry, in dense formation, advanced from both flanks towards Yanyun Pass.

A dense rain of arrows poured down from the mountaintops and slopes onto the advancing Imperial soldiers, and many fell to the arrows.

The Imperial archers also desperately fired at the enemy camps, attempting to suppress the enemy archers' attacks on their own forces.

The Black Eagle Legion cavalry charging from the flanks quickly fell into traps. The panicked cavalry could only hesitate before the dense network of traps and stakes. Those cavalry exposed to the Qiut archers quickly found themselves vulnerable to being shot.

However, the Imperial infantry in the center swiftly filled in the traps they encountered and continued their advance. Following the commander's orders, the Black Hawk Legion cavalry, unable to break through on the flanks, quickly converged on the center, advancing through the passage cleared by the infantry and crossing the trap zone.

Jiang Hanqing frowned and said to Wuheyan, "How could Li Jixing allow this unfavorable situation of infantry in front and cavalry behind to occur? It's truly perplexing!"

Seeing the enemy about to charge up the mountain, Wuheyan had no time to answer Jiang Hanqing's question and hurriedly shouted, "Cavalry, attack!"

The gates of the Qiut army's camp slowly opened, and 30,000 Qiut cavalrymen shouted as they charged down the mountain from their tents.

Soon, the Qiut cavalry encountered the Imperial infantry charging up the mountain! How could the pitiful Imperial infantry possibly withstand the powerful Qiut cavalry?

Almost immediately upon contact, the Qiut cavalry shattered the Imperial infantry's formation. The swift Qiut cavalry, like a hot knife through butter, fiercely penetrated the Imperial infantry's square formation, utterly destroying it. Wherever they went, Imperial infantrymen lay dead and wounded, utterly powerless to resist.

Watching the Qut cavalry slaughter the Imperial infantry as easily as cutting melons, Bai Yingjue murmured, "This is too easy!"

Hearing her words, Jiang Hanqing and Wuheyan exchanged a glance, their brows furrowing simultaneously, a sense of foreboding rising within them.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for them to realize they had indeed fallen into an enemy trap.

Although the Qut cavalry initially held a significant advantage, disrupting the Imperial infantry's formation and rampaging freely in their core, the sheer number of Imperial infantry charging forward quickly overwhelmed them. The Qut's offensive, like a giant wave crashing against the shore, subsided rapidly after its initial ferocity.

The Qut cavalry's momentum was unknowingly absorbed by the massive infantry force. And while disrupting the Imperial infantry's formation, their own ranks gradually crumbled. The swift assault didn't last long before turning into a grueling, intertwined battle. Under the relentless, desperate charge of the Imperial infantry, the Qut cavalry could no longer advance and were forced to fight a chaotic battle with the Imperial soldiers.

Meanwhile, the Imperial cavalry had already crossed the trap zone and, amidst the chaos, quickly regrouped and charged in from both flanks. Clearly, the Imperial commander intended to use the cavalry to encircle and annihilate the Qut cavalry, who were currently entangled with the infantry. The

previously favorable situation had instantly turned extremely perilous.

Uheyan, observing the battle from the mountaintop, paled and shouted, "Sound the retreat! Quickly!"

But the Qut cavalry, so tightly bound by the Imperial infantry, couldn't even turn their horses around; how could they possibly retreat?

Wuheyan hurriedly asked, "Is there anyone who can lead troops out to rescue our brothers and save us from this crisis?"

Jiang Hanqing quickly replied, "Commander Wu! These men under my command are all experienced warriors. Why not let them lead men down to reinforce us and adapt to the situation? Perhaps they can rescue these 30,000 brothers!"

Seeing the situation was critical, Wuheyan dared not hesitate any longer. With a "nothing to lose" mentality, he

immediately ordered, "Chen Bin, Jiang Wuxiong, Jiang Longxiang, and Li Kebiao, you four immediately lead two thousand cavalrymen to charge out and rescue our comrades back to camp! Remember, do not linger in battle! Rescue as many as you can, and absolutely do not force it! If you really cannot rescue them, then so be it!"

Chen Bin and the other three dared not be careless and quickly bowed to accept the order and left.

Standing behind Jiang Hanqing, Lin Fengxian saw that all four of his companions had been ordered to fight, but he alone was not. He anxiously asked, "Brother Qing, Commander Wu, why won't you let me go too!"

Jiang Hanqing shook his head, saying, "The other four have all followed my mother in battles across the land and have achieved many merits! But you haven't truly been on the battlefield yet. You can't joke around in this critical moment!"

Seeing Lin Fengxian's lingering reluctance, Jiang Hanqing smiled and patted his shoulder, saying, "Fengxian, you're still young! There will be plenty of opportunities in the future! Don't rush!"

Lin Fengxian knew that Jiang Hanqing's words made perfect sense, and could only stand aside sullenly.

While they were talking, Chen Bin and the others led the Qiu Te cavalry out.

Chen Bin and Jiang Longxiang's troops charged straight at the Imperial cavalry flanking them, while Jiang Wuxiong and Li Kebiao led their men into the midst of the melee.

Seeing two small squads of fearless Qut cavalry charging towards their powerful cavalry on both flanks, the Imperial soldiers watching from the rear camp shouted excitedly, while the Black Eagle Legion soldiers gritted their teeth in excitement, brandishing their swords and spears as they charged forward.

Uheyan, watching from the mountaintop, was horrified, exclaiming, "This...this is like throwing eggs against rocks!...How could this happen! Oh dear! This is so nerve-wracking!"

Bai Yingjue pressed herself tightly against Jiang Hanqing's chest, almost unable to watch any longer.

Only Jiang Hanqing smiled and said, "Hehe! Commander Uheyan, don't worry! Chen Bin isn't one to act recklessly; there must be a deeper meaning behind this move!"

In his anxiety, Uheyan retorted, "What deeper meaning?! They're just throwing their lives away! Alas! I didn't expect it to happen so quickly today...Alas! Order all troops to hold their camps and prepare for the enemy's attack!"

Just as he said this, the situation below the mountain changed.

Chen Bin and Jiang Longxiang charged towards the enemy's flanks. When they were about a thousand paces away, they suddenly turned and attacked the group engaged in fierce fighting in the center. The Imperial infantry, busy fighting the Qiut cavalry, were completely caught off guard by their sudden flank attack and scattered in all directions.

The Imperial cavalry on the flanks, seeing the situation was dire, rushed to reinforce them, only to be blocked by their own fleeing infantry. For a moment, warhorses and infantry were mixed together, unable to break into the battle formation.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Bin and Jiang Longxiang's troops had traversed the entire Imperial infantry formation and met at the center. With a roar, the two led their four thousand men back towards the Qiut camp, launching a fierce attack from the rear on the Imperial infantry fighting the Qiut cavalry.

At this moment, Jiang Wuxiong and Li Kebiao also arrived, joining forces with the original Qiut cavalry. Together with Chen and Jiang, they launched a pincer attack, quickly defeating the Imperial infantry who were stubbornly resisting in the middle.

By the time the Black Eagle Legion's cavalry finally broke through their own chaotic infantry ranks and charged forward, several Qiut cavalry units had already joined together and crushed the resistance of the Imperial infantry in the center.

Seeing that his main force of cavalry had finally broken free from the encirclement and entanglement of the Imperial army, Wuheyan was overjoyed. Seeing that the Imperial cavalry had already charged forward, he dared not hesitate and hurriedly shouted, "Sound the retreat! Sound the retreat!"

Seeing the Qiut cavalry retreating towards their camp, how could the soldiers of the Black Eagle Legion let their prey escape so easily? They hurriedly pursued the retreating Qiut cavalry.

Just as they were about to catch up with the rear of the Qiut cavalry, a hail of arrows shattered their hopes in an instant. After a series of chaotic falls, the Imperial army had no choice but to retreat in disarray, leaving behind a trail of corpses.

However, the Imperial army could find some consolation in the fact that their follow-up troops had taken advantage of

the to successfully fill in all the traps and trenches, clearing the way for further offensives.

Back in camp, Chen Bin and his men were greeted with enthusiastic cheers from the Qiut people. Everyone knew that it was their outstanding performance that had saved the lives of 30,000 cavalrymen who had gone out to meet the enemy.

Watching Chen Bin and his three companions waving to the crowd, Bai Yingjue excitedly said to Jiang Hanqing, "Qing! I really didn't expect them to have such a knack for leading troops! Your subordinates are truly excellent!"

Jiang Hanqing was also very proud, nodding repeatedly and smiling without saying a word.

Chen Bin and the other three knelt respectfully before Jiang Hanqing, saying, "Young Master, we four have lived up to our mission and have not disgraced the Jiang family!"

Jiang Hanqing laughed heartily, walked over, helped the four up, and patted Chen Bin on the shoulder, saying, "Good! Well done!"

Wu Heyan naturally didn't hold back his praise, echoing his compliments from the side.

Meanwhile, at the foot of the mountain, the imperial army was in a flurry of activity, tending to the wounded from the previous attack, restocking bows and arrows, several units beginning to line up, and even bringing out the few battering rams brought on this expedition. Everything indicated that the battle just now was not the end for the day.

An hour later, the war drums in the imperial camp sounded again, and the second battle of the day began.

This time, Li Jixing only sent a small number of cavalry; the majority of the troops were infantry carrying bows and arrows and siege ladders, preparing to attack the camp.

The ensuing battle devolved into a bloody siege. Imperial soldiers roared and charged desperately towards the Qiut people's encampment on the hillside, using ladders to scale the walls. Archers from the rear unleashed a deluge of arrows that blotted out the sky, quickly riddling the tops of the Qiut's wooden fortresses with arrows that resembled the spines of a hedgehog.

Facing the imperial army's relentless assault, the Qiut displayed equal tenacity. They would never easily abandon their painstakingly built camps, for abandoning them meant abandoning the Yanyun Pass and Qiut's best defensive line. Braving the terrifying rain of arrows from the imperial army, they held their positions, resisting the imperial assault with a desperate, all-or-nothing spirit. The

brutal battle lasted for most of the day, with countless detachments rotating between the two sides. The walls, the hillsides in front of the camps, and both sides' camps were littered with bloodied corpses. The clang of weapons, the shouts of soldiers, the screams of the dying, and the wails of the wounded echoed across every corner of the battlefield.

Both sides were numb to death, fighting mechanically until they fell.

As half the sun disappeared below the horizon, the Imperial army finally reluctantly halted its first day's fierce attack.

At the beginning of the battle, the Imperial army had hoped for a crucial victory, but the timely reinforcements sent by the Qut and their correct strategy caused the Imperial army to lose this golden opportunity that could have decided the outcome of the battle.

In the ensuing almost full day of attack and defense, the Imperial army gained no further advantage.

They had burned several Qut camps, but the Qut quickly set up new defensive lines behind them, preventing any breakthroughs.

The Qut held their lines at a heavy cost of nearly 15,000 dead and wounded, while the Imperial army lay dead on the battlefield almost twice that number. For both sides, the losses on the first day of fighting were staggering.

Both sides were once again experiencing the cruelty of war.

That night, under a dark and windy sky, the soldiers of both armies, having fought fiercely all day, lay down early in their warm beds to rest and recharge for tomorrow's bloody battle.

Inside the command tent, Wuheyan and Jiang Hanqing were still discussing the day's battle.

Wuheyan said to Jiang Hanqing, "We withstood the first fierce attack from the Xia people today, and finally made it through the day! Hehe!"

Jiang Hanqing smiled and said, "The Xia army is new here and their morale is high. They attacked fiercely all day, suffering countless casualties but achieving nothing. They must be feeling terrible!"

Wuheyan laughed loudly, "If they feel good, how can we not feel bad? Haha!"

The two laughed for a while, and Jiang Hanqing said, "Even so, I think tomorrow's battle will be even more intense!"

Upon hearing this, Wuheyan's smile vanished, and he lowered his head to think for a while before saying, "Yes! There will inevitably be several more bloody battles in the future! But I think if we can delay Li Jixing for another two days, the battle situation will be in our favor! I believe that Her Majesty the Empress has enough time in the next few days to defeat the armies of Donglu and Nanyue."

Jiang Hanqing said confidently, "Li Jixing can't think of any way to cross the natural barrier of Yanyun Mountain at the moment, only..." "They're relentlessly attacking our defenses. If we can hold out for these next few days... hehe! That old guy's doomsday is coming!

By the way, Commander Wu! This afternoon, Brother Zhengtian sent someone to report that the newly recruited 50,000 cavalry should arrive here tomorrow."

Wu Heyan shook his head and said, "Alas! Newly arrived troops, a disorganized mess, what use are they?"

Jiang Hanqing laughed and said, "At a time like this, having some is better than having none!"

Wu Heyan nodded, then suddenly laughed and said, "When the enemy started attacking the camp today, they were very careful to prevent us from launching an attack. Later, seeing that we were holding firm and not coming out, they became less vigilant. Hehe! If the enemy is still not on guard tomorrow, we'll suddenly send a troop out to launch a surprise attack and catch them off guard!"

Jiang Hanqing nodded and said, "Good idea! Let's stir things up a bit, like having a few snacks, isn't that great! Haha!"

Amidst their laughter, the two ended their discussion that night, and Jiang Hanqing got up to take his leave.

After a long day of running around with Wuheyan, Jiang Hanqing was exhausted. He returned to his tent, had Bai Yingjue help him wash up, and then took her to bed.

Around midnight, Bai Yingjue, who was sleeping soundly in Jiang Hanqing's arms, was suddenly awakened by a slight noise outside. Their tent was located in the central camp of the Qiute people, where all soldiers' movements were strictly controlled at night, and no one was allowed to move around freely. The noise outside startled Bai Yingjue, and she quickly pulled away from Jiang Hanqing's embrace, jumped up, and gently grabbed the longsword on the table. The whole movement was swift yet silent.

Because Jiang Hanqing was quite tired that night, he didn't seize her to play with. He simply let her sleep against him in her sadomasochistic leather outfit, so Bai Yingjue didn't need to wear any more clothes. She stood there listening quietly to the sounds outside.

Jiang Hanqing was startled awake by her movement. He shifted slightly, and Bai Yingjue, afraid he would make a sound, quickly leaned down and covered his mouth.

Jiang Hanqing reacted swiftly, immediately understanding from Bai Yingjue's actions that something was amiss, and immediately froze. He was dressed relatively neatly, so he didn't need to worry about embarrassing himself later. He lay there quietly, only reaching under his pillow to grasp the hilt of the short sword he had placed there before sleeping.

Seeing that her beloved had reacted, Bai Yingjue stopped paying attention to him and focused intently on the sounds outside. She could now discern that several people were slowly approaching in this direction. The people were clearly very cautious, their steps extremely light; if Bai Yingjue hadn't possessed high martial arts skills, she would have had no chance of noticing them.

The group reached the vicinity of the large tent and suddenly stopped, seemingly whispering something.

Bai Yingjue quickly channeled her inner energy to its limit, instantly enhancing her hearing several times over, to the point where she could clearly hear the sound of an embroidery needle falling to the ground.

Just then, she heard one of them say, "Judging from the map he provided, this should be the camp."

Although she hadn't seen the person, Bai Yingjue could tell from the accent that he must be from the vicinity of the imperial capital—Yong'an Prefecture.

The voice of the person next to her lowered even further, "Keep your voice down! Didn't he say that the woman with that kid is extremely skilled in martial arts? Don't wake him up!"

"Cough! Look at how scared you are. Do you think I won't wake up? Is there anyone in this world who can hear someone's whispers from this far away?" Although he said this, his voice did indeed become even softer.

Hearing this, Bai Yingjue had no more doubts; the other party was indeed targeting Jiang Hanqing and herself.

Then she heard another person say, "I heard that slut is a masochist, letting that kid Jiang Hanqing play with her as he pleases, and she's even excited about it."

"Yes!" In his last letter, he mentioned that Jiang Hanqing made that slut wander around outside all day wearing only a leather jacket, and that woman was so aroused that her crotch was soaked with lustful fluids!

Hearing the mention of her lewd and shameful behavior in the conversation, Bai Yingjue wasn't sure if Jiang Hanqing had heard her clearly. Her heart fluttered, and her lower body immediately became wet, wishing Jiang Hanqing would immediately get up and torture her. Distracted

for a moment, she missed two sentences from the conversation outside the tent. Bai Yingjue cursed herself for being truly lewd, and fearing she might miss something else, she quickly focused her attention and listened intently.

"He dares to write such things in a letter to his master?"

"Idiot! Of course, it's a separate letter to his brothers. When it reaches the intelligence-gathering brothers, they'll naturally open it and not report it again."

"Hehe! Wouldn't it be a pity if this slutty beauty were riddled with arrows later?"

"You lecherous devil, you still dare to think like this at a critical moment? This is a thorny thing! Alright!" "Stop talking nonsense! According to the map, this is the camp. Surround it! A volley of arrows, then check it, and quickly retreat along the original route!"

Bai Yingjue then heard the footsteps of the crowd disperse, surrounding the camp where she was.

Hearing that they were about to fire arrows at them, Bai Yingjue, confident in her unparalleled martial arts, felt no fear and secretly gathered her strength, preparing for the impending upheaval.

Soon, the crowd outside the tent took their positions, and the sound of crossbows being activated immediately filled the air. Without hesitation, Bai Yingjue used a special move on Jiang Hanqing, leaping through the tent wall and rushing out.

Jiang Hanqing also drew his short sword from under his pillow, leaping up and following behind her.

As soon as Bai Yingjue broke through the tent, she saw five... A group of masked assassins, dressed entirely in black, stood in a fan formation, holding small, powerful crossbows aimed at their tent.

Seeing Bai Yingjue leap out, tearing through the tent wall, the five men preparing to fire arrows into the tent froze for a moment, then quickly realized the danger. They all aimed their crossbows at Bai Yingjue, pressing the triggers. A series of "swish...swish..." sounds filled the air as over a dozen powerful arrows flew towards Bai Yingjue like lightning. Bai Yingjue, however, was prepared. She sneered, twirling her longsword a few times; a flash of white light deflected the dozen or so crossbow bolts fired by the five assassins.

The five assassins were shocked, quickly discarding their crossbows and reaching for their swords.

"A mere grain of rice, how dare you radiate brilliance?" "Bai Yingjue roared, her figure flashing as she appeared beside an assassin. Her longsword flashed, slashing diagonally at the man's left waist, then she pulled sharply to the right. With a 'crack,' the poor fellow felt a sharp pain in his chest and abdomen before he could even pull his sword out. He didn't even have time to scream before being cut in half at the waist and dying a gruesome death.

Without pausing, Bai Yingjue immediately lunged at another person nearby. This man had just drawn his sword and, seeing Bai Yingjue rushing towards him, tried to thrust forward, but only saw a flash of white light pass in front of him. A chill ran through his chest, and he exclaimed in alarm, 'I've been stabbed?'" Before he could finish his thought, everything went black and he collapsed to the ground.

When Jiang Hanqing leaped out, he saw the remaining three men rushing towards Bai Yingjue.

Only then did Jiang Hanqing truly witness Bai Yingjue's martial arts prowess. The three men who pounced on him were skilled and swift, clearly highly skilled martial artists. Jiang Hanqing only glanced at them twice before knowing that he dared not claim he could easily defeat any one of them in a one-on-one fight, unless… Yet, even these experts, fighting three against one, were still overwhelmed by Bai Yingjue.

The four of them fought with lightning speed, their weapons flying non-stop, the sounds of clanging and banging filling the air. Bai Yingjue's movements were so unpredictable that even Jiang Hanqing, watching from the sidelines, felt dizzy. The chaos was so intense that it was difficult to see clearly, and the three assassins caught in the middle were terrified, retreating hastily to avoid the attack.

Seeing that Bai Yingjue had gained the upper hand, Jiang Hanqing decided not to cause her any trouble and stood alone to observe the battle.

At this moment, some Qiute guards heard the clash of weapons and rushed over, lighting torches and shouting.

The camp's alarm bells immediately rang, and the Qiute soldiers, awakened from their sleep, thought it was an enemy attack. Many rushed out without even putting on their armor, weapons in hand. In an instant, the entire camp erupted into chaos.

Chen Bin, Lin Fengxian, and others also rushed out in a panic, surrounding Jiang Hanqing and cautiously surveying their surroundings, fearing another assassin. Suddenly, they attacked.

Jiang Hanqing, fearing this would disrupt the order of the entire camp and affect morale, quickly ordered a guard who had rushed over to inform the commander-in-chief that it was just a few assassins who had come to ambush them; the situation was under control and there was no need to panic.

Seeing the guard agree and run off to report, Jiang Hanqing ordered several others to lead their men to search the camp to see if any remaining assassins had escaped.

At this time, more and more Qiu Te soldiers arrived to watch, and the situation was completely clear. Faced with Bai Yingjue's exquisite swordsmanship, the three assassins were already panting and staggering; their initially sharp swordsmanship had become scattered, but they were still struggling to hold on. Under the firelight, the onlookers could see... It was clear that their black night clothes were completely soaked with sweat.

Bai Yingjue could easily take their lives at this moment. However, she wanted to see the origins of their swordsmanship, so she wasn't in a hurry to act, but rather toyed with the three assassins like a cat playing with mice.

Jiang Hanqing was also carefully observing their swordsmanship, trying to find some clues. Strangely, although these three were highly skilled and certainly no less than Jiang Hanqing, and their sword techniques were exquisite, their style was extremely disorganized. Their swordsmanship was practically a hodgepodge of the best techniques from various schools and sects. After watching for a

while, Jiang Hanqing shouted, "Aunt Ying, push them harder! I don't believe they'd rather die than use their true swordsmanship!" Upon hearing this

, Bai Yingjue immediately increased the frequency of her sword strikes, making her moves even more ruthless. The three assassins were in a sorry state, yet they remained steadfast, refusing to use their true sword techniques.

At this moment, Wu Heyan arrived after receiving the report and asked Jiang Hanqing, "What is the origin of these assassins?"

Jiang Hanqing shook his head and said, "I don't know. They would rather die than use their true sword techniques! However, these three are extremely skilled in martial arts, and one of them is no less skilled than me. If the two who died also possessed the same strength, then the power of their mastermind is truly terrifying."

Wu Heyan exclaimed in shock, "What? Their martial arts are no less than Young Master's? Five people with such martial arts have arrived at once... this... this... who in the world possesses such strength?"

Wu Heyan had sparred with Jiang Hanqing before and greatly admired his skills. Hearing that the assassins were all as skilled as him, he was naturally terrified.

Jiang Hanqing shook his head and said, "The strangest thing is that these guys are completely familiar with the camp's layout. They managed to sneak in here without alerting the guards, and they even know that my brother lives in this tent. Such accurate intelligence—if there isn't a mole among us, who could get it?"

At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

Seeing that the three of them combined were no match for Bai Yingjue, one of the assassins suddenly spoke up, "Enough! Enough! There are actually such martial arts in the world! I'm impressed! Jiang, you're lucky to have found such a vixen to shield you! But just you wait, there won't be any more good things like this! Sigh! Brothers, let's go!"

The guards next to him, hearing him say that he was going to leave, thought he was preparing to escape and immediately raised their swords and spears, fully alert.

To everyone's surprise, after the man finished speaking, the three assassins showed no intention of escaping. Instead, they laughed loudly a few times, then stopped defending against Bai Yingjue's attacking sword, suddenly turning the blade to slit their own throats.

Jiang Hanqing was shocked and hurriedly cried out, "Aunt Ying, leave them alive!"

At the same time as Jiang Hanqing's cry, Bai Yingjue had already swung her sword to deflect one of the assassins' suicide attempt, but the other two were too late and could only watch helplessly as they fell to the ground.

Bai Yingjue moved swiftly, closing in on the survivor. Knowing that Bai Yingjue intended to capture him alive, the man quickly thrust his sword. Bai Yingjue sidestepped, the sword gliding past her chest. Before the man could change his attack, Lan Zhi sealed his pressure points.

Bai Yingjue had captured the assassin, turned back to Jiang Hanqing with a bright smile, and was about to speak to claim credit. But then, the man whose pressure points she had struck suddenly went limp and collapsed to the ground with a thud.

Bai Yingjue was startled, thinking the man was playing a trick and fearing he had some kind of conspiracy, she quickly stepped back.

Jiang Hanqing sighed, "He took poison! Alas!"

Everyone looked at the man lying on the ground, and sure enough, black blood was slowly flowing from under his veil. Clearly, this man had secretly hidden poison in his mouth and swallowed it upon being captured.

The Qiu Te camp quickly returned to calm, and all the soldiers were ordered to go back to sleep.

Wuheyan's guards removed the veils from the five assassins. All five were members of the Yanhuang clan, and no one present, including the Jiang family, could identify them.

Apart from unmarked ordinary weapons and a hand-drawn map of the Qiu Te military camp, there was nothing else on the five assassins to help anyone determine their identities. The military camp layout map, spread out, was about five feet square and drawn in great detail, with every tent and sentry post marked with symbols. Three large circles were drawn on the map to identify Jiang Hanqing's tent. However, apart from the symbols, there were no other words on the map, rendering it useless for investigating the assassin's background.

After the scene was cleared, Wuheyan noticed that Jiang Hanqing's original tent had been slashed by a sword, so he told him and Bai Yingjue to move to another tent.

The three chatted idly in the tent for a while, speculating about the assassin's possible identity, but couldn't come up with any clues. Awakened in the middle of the night, Wuheyan felt a bit sleepy and didn't linger, so he got up, said goodbye, and went back.

Chapter Twenty

: The Punishment of Piercing the Breasts

After Wuheyan left, Bai Yingjue leaned against Jiang Hanqing's chest, looking at him with shame, and said, "Qing, I'm sorry! I didn't expect that guy to hide poison in his mouth!"

Jiang Hanqing laughed and patted her plump buttocks, saying, "How can you blame yourself entirely! Hehe! You were just careless for a moment, just be careful next time! But... which faction do they belong to?"

Jiang Hanqing didn't say anything more, just stared blankly at the tent.

Bai Yingjue suddenly remembered that Jiang Hanqing had told her about his second uncle's private ambitions.

"Qing...who do you think they are? They're all from the Empire, and they know you're with the Qiu people. Do you think they might be...your second uncle's men?"

Jiang Hanqing's eyes flashed with a fierce light. "I don't know...it's possible. That old bastard has been plotting against us for a long time."

Bai Yingjue said, "Good! That old bastard of your second uncle actually dared to lay a hand on you. Let's go back and kill him!"

After hesitating for a moment, Bai Yingjue said, "So, the traitor who provided the intelligence must also be from the Jiang family! Doesn't that mean...?"

Jiang Hanqing stared intently at Bai Yingjue and sneered, "You mean there's a traitor among them?"

Bai Yingjue replied, "Yes! Otherwise..." "Who is the traitor? How could anyone among the Qiute people be colluding with the Empire?"

Jiang Hanqing ignored Bai Yingjue and muttered to himself, "These five guys are all from the Empire. So who is the traitor in the Qiute army who provided them with intelligence? Is it really one of those people? If it is, how did the intelligence get to them? How was such a large map drawn without anyone knowing? If that old bastard really wanted to do it, why would he choose such a dangerous place as the Qiute military camp?"

After thinking for a while, he couldn't figure out the answers to these questions, so he gave up. Turning around, Jiang Hanqing saw Bai Yingjue looking at him with concern. Touched, he said, "Aunt Ying, I'll be fine. Don't worry!"

Bai Yingjue smiled gently, about to say something, when Jiang Hanqing said in a wicked voice, "Sexy Aunt, although you can't entirely blame the person who committed suicide by poisoning, you were still careless. Tonight's punishment is unavoidable. What do you say we do?"

Looking at Jiang Hanqing, who was already groping her body, Bai Yingjue smiled seductively and panted, "Master..." "I haven't completed the task you assigned me! Please punish me as you see fit, Master!" Jiang

Hanqing, through her leather clothes, coldly twisted her nipple and said, "Punish? Tell me, how should I punish you?"

Bai Yingjue's small mouth opened slightly, and she softly moaned, "Ah! It hurts! ...Master...say...ah...I'll punish you however you want!"

Jiang Hanqing commanded her, "Alright! Then I'll think about how to punish you, you slut! Lie down! Let me think about it first!"

Bai Yingjue's body, which had become addicted to sadomasochism, immediately became burning hot. With anticipation of the pleasure of sadomasochism, she obediently lay down on the bed.

Jiang Hanqing sat on the edge of the bed and stroked her warm genitals through her leather pants. The heat from the man's hands, through the thin leather pants covering her genitals, reached her vulva, stimulating her lower body with an itchy sensation. She thrust her hips a few times, rubbing her genitals against Jiang Hanqing's palm.

Jiang Hanqing coldly watched the woman, aroused by his manipulations, pondering how to torment this slut. Suddenly, an idea struck him; he remembered something he'd wanted to use on his mother for years but never had the chance. He chuckled lewdly, deciding to experiment on Bai Yingjue tonight. If it worked well, he'd use it on his mother later.

Bai Yingjue, who had her eyes closed, anticipating his ministrations, heard his laughter and couldn't help but open them, looking at him with confusion, wondering why he was laughing so suddenly.

Jiang Hanqing lowered his head and gently licked her earlobe with his tongue. The ticklish sensation on her earlobe made Bai Yingjue weak all over, her cheeks flushed, and she giggled lasciviously.

Jiang Hanqing whispered in her ear, "Auntie, are you my slave?"

Bai Yingjue reached out and hugged him, saying in a sweet voice, "Qing! Of course I'm your slave! Master, please play with this lowly slave of yours!"

Jiang Hanqing lewdly said, "Then shouldn't you, as a slave, have something on you that represents your master's identity? Do you want it?"

Bai Yingjue looked at Jiang Hanqing blankly and asked, "What...what is that?"

Jiang Hanqing's face darkened, and he grabbed her genitals

, twisting them hard. He snapped, "Just tell me if you want it or not! You, a slut like you, have no right to ask anything else! Tell me, do you want it or not?" Bai Yingjue trembled in pain, tears welling up in her eyes. However, she knew that if she said yes, it was probably something terrifying. She quickly replied, "Master! I was wrong! But...this...I think it's better not to...!"

Her voice trailed off, afraid that Jiang Hanqing would get angry if he heard her.

To her surprise, Jiang Hanqing didn't react violently. He just smiled and said, "Fine! You don't want it, right? Then forget it!"

Bai Yingjue secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but she was still a little disappointed. She felt that she should have tried it; maybe it was something fun.

At this moment, Jiang Hanqing commanded, "You slut, take off that filthy outfit right now!"

Bai Yingjue dared not disobey and quickly got up to take off the sadomasochistic leather outfit she was wearing. While taking off her clothes, she muttered, "What do you mean by filthy outfit! You designed it for me and forced me to wear it!" With

a "slap," Jiang Hanqing slapped Bai Yingjue's buttocks hard.

"You slut! You clearly liked wearing it, and you dare to say I forced you to wear it! Damn it! Take it off now! Take off your pants too!"

Bai Yingjue cried out in pain, gave Jiang Hanqing a resentful look, and reached for her waistband, pulling off the thin leather pants.

Jiang Hanqing snatched the leather pants from Bai Yingjue, spread her legs, and looked at her crotch.

At the bottom of the red crotch, a yellowish-brown stain in the shape of her vulva could be clearly seen, obviously left by urine and vaginal fluid.

Jiang Hanqing sneered, "You slut, look at your crotch! It's so filthy! You're a complete slut! Even a three-year-old girl's crotch is cleaner than yours!"

Bai Yingjue's beautiful face flushed red, and she lowered her head, whispering, "You won't let me change! And you want to play with my crotch through my pants every day! Of course it'll be like this!"

Jiang Hanqing laughed loudly and reached out to stroke her labia, saying, "You slut, you're so horny, yet you keep making excuses! You're a disgrace!"

When he brought the crotch to his nose to sniff, a stench of urine and sweat mixed together assaulted his senses. Jiang Hanqing inhaled the lingering stench of the woman's genitals with ecstasy, feeling as if he had returned to the time when he humiliated his mother.

That was when he was sixteen. That day, he had also made his mother take off her leather underwear that she had worn for several days, and then checked the filth in her crotch. When he brought his nose to his mother's underwear and sniffed it, the strong, pungent stench of a woman's genitals mixed with sweat and vaginal fluid almost made him vomit, as it was the first time he had ever smelled such a odor.

He couldn't help but fly into a rage, cursing his mother, Yin Yufeng, as a filthy woman. He then forced her onto the bed and made her smell her own underwear. As his mother cried and begged for mercy, he forced her to drink his own urine, saying it was punishment for the crime of making herself smell so bad with her underwear.

However, from then on, he became obsessed with the stench of his mother's genitals. Whenever possible, he would ask his mother to let him lick her underwear. He would meticulously lick every part of it, indulging in the pungent, pungent stench, even the sour taste on the tip of his tongue would excite him.

Several times, Yin Yufeng felt a little embarrassed because her son said her underwear was too smelly, so she applied perfume to her genitals and underwear. When Jiang Hanqing found out, he was furious because his mother's actions had deprived him of his favorite toy. As punishment, he stuffed the menstrual pad his mother had just used into her mouth, then tied her to the bedpost, inserted a stool leg into her vagina, and played with her all night. From then on, Yin Yufeng never dared to apply perfume to her underwear or vulva again, always giving her untouched underwear to her son to enjoy.

At this moment, Jiang Hanqing was licking the stains of semen on Bai Yingjue's crotch with ecstasy, imagining himself with his mother, and couldn't help but murmur, "Ah! Mom...smells so good! Mom's underwear smells so good! Mom, you slut! I'm going to fuck you to death today!"

When Jiang Hanqing suddenly realized something was wrong and opened his eyes, he saw Bai Yingjue staring at him with intense jealousy in her eyes. That gaze seemed to be telling him, "Qing! I'm right in front of you. You can't think of another woman like this in front of me! Even if she's your mother, it's not allowed! I'm no worse than her!"

Seeing Jiang Hanqing snap out of his reverie about his mother, Bai Yingjue said jealously, "Sister Feng, is she really that good? That you miss her so much!"

Jiang Hanqing smiled, reached out and hugged her, saying, "Of course my own mother is good! But you're great too! I love you very much! Besides my mother, I truly love you and another person." "Women! All the other women are just for fun!"

Bai Yingjue felt a little relieved, then thought for a moment and asked, "Who is the other woman?"

Jiang Hanqing kissed her cheek and said, "Why do you care so much?"

Bai Yingjue retorted, "I'm just concerned about you! If you won't tell me, fine. Pretend I didn't ask!"

Jiang Hanqing said leisurely, "That woman's name is Li Huaxin, she's my fifth aunt!"

Bai Yingjue clearly didn't understand what his fifth aunt meant, and asked in confusion, "Your fifth aunt? What's your relationship with her?"

"Oh my! It's my fifth uncle's wife!"

Bai Yingjue suddenly became excited upon hearing this, pounding Jiang Hanqing's chest and saying, "You little rascal! Have you slept with all the women in your family? You pervert! You always bully us elders! Why don't you go and sleep with some younger women?"

Jiang Hanqing hugged her and kissed her a few times, laughing, "Hehe! I'm working hard to finish them off! I like mature women like you, so what! You're not convinced? Hehe! Besides, all you seemingly high-minded women are equally shameless. You only feel good when your juniors sleep with you!"

Bai Yingjue blushed and pretended to be angry, saying, "Who's shameless! If you hadn't raped me back then, would I be like this?"

Jiang Hanqing laughed loudly, "I should say you seduced me! Haha!"

After saying that, he reached out and pinched her pair of full breasts and began to play with them.

Panting, Bai Yingjue slumped into his arms and asked, "What was your mother like when she was with you?"

Hearing her question, Jiang Hanqing's penis immediately hardened, trembling against her lower back.

Bai Yingjue turned and glared at him, saying, "You bad boy! You get this hard just from mentioning your mother!"

Jiang Hanqing laughed, "I can't help it! My mother is a slut, I can't resist thinking about her!"

With that, he pressed Bai Yingjue down on the bed, his erect penis poised to enter her vagina.

Unexpectedly, Bai Yingjue grabbed his penis and said smugly, "You still haven't told me what your mother is like in bed! If you don't tell me, I won't let you put it in tonight!"

Jiang Hanqing was both amused and exasperated by her words, and could only turn over and lie down on the side, sighing, "Why are you so interested in this?!"

Bai Yingjue laughed, "I see you miss your mother so much, so naturally I'm curious! What's so good about your mother that makes you miss her so much! If I know, I can learn to act the same way!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Hanqing rolled his eyes and said irritably, "So you're jealous! Fine, I'll tell you! My mom is more obedient, more slutty, and more shameless than you are in front of me! That's why I like her! Besides, of course a son is more excited about sleeping with his own mother than with other women! Do you even need to ask?"

Bai Yingjue seemed lost in thought after hearing his answer, pondering, "She's more slutty and shameless than me? What would she be like?"

Jiang Hanqing scolded, "You'll have plenty of opportunities to see how shameless that slut is later! Don't think about it now! Just obediently help your master cool off!"

After saying that, he rolled over and climbed on top of Bai Yingjue, roughly prying open her pink, thick labia with his fingers, revealing the fleshy opening inside.

Bai Yingjue groaned in pain from his rough actions, reaching out to hug his strong waist, and said in a seductive voice, "Master, please insert your penis into this lowly cunt!"

Jiang Hanqing suddenly used his fingers to forcefully pull up and down her labia, cursing, "You slut! Are you really that eager to be penetrated? I'll not do as you wish, I won't let you in! Come on, let me make you feel good like this first!"

Bai Yingjue groaned loudly from Jiang Hanqing's sudden rough actions. Jiang Hanqing's playing with her labia caused her great pain, but this only stimulated her masochistic lustful blood again.

Lying on her back on the bed, Bai Yingjue covered her face with her hands and sobbed softly. Her full, naked body writhed on the bed, like a willow swaying in a storm.

Despite being ravaged like this, Bai Yingjue's vagina still flowed with joyful lustful fluids. Jiang Hanqing chuckled lewdly, gently inserting his right middle finger into her anus and rotating it.

The strange sensation of his finger rubbing against the vaginal walls caused Bai Yingjue's lower body to tremble slightly, and her anus to contract slightly, enveloping Jiang Hanqing's finger.

Jiang Hanqing used his other finger to gently scratch her anal rim. The itchy sensation stimulated Bai Yingjue's anal rim to contract violently.

Jiang Hanqing laughed and praised, "Not bad! The reaction is getting more and more intense! Very good!"

He withdrew his finger from Bai Yingjue's anus, made her turn over and lie face down on the bed, and then slapped Bai Yingjue's buttocks hard with his left hand. Soon, her buttocks were covered with red handprints.

Bai Yingjue was already quite used to the burning sensation on her buttocks, moaning softly with pleasure, only occasionally letting out a muffled groan when Jiang Hanqing's slaps hurt her. When Jiang Hanqing slapped her buttocks, the flesh on her plump buttocks trembled.

After slapping for a while, Jiang Hanqing would pinch and rub the fat on her buttocks. As he kneaded Bai Yingjue's buttocks, her anus appeared and disappeared between her buttocks, looking particularly alluring.

"You slut! Get up on the ground!"

At Jiang Hanqing's command, Bai Yingjue immediately obeyed and got up from the bed, standing naked on the ground beside the bed.

At this moment, Jiang Hanqing took out a wooden stick about a foot and a half long, and a piece of rope.

There were iron leg irons at both ends of the stick. Jiang Hanqing made Bai Yingjue spread her legs, and then put the leg irons at both ends of the stick on her left and right ankles. After Jiang Hanqing fastened the leg irons, because the stick was a foot and a half long, Bai Yingjue's legs were spread open and could not be closed.

Jiang Hanqing tied Bai Yingjue's hands behind her back with rope, then found four iron clamps and waved them in front of her, saying, "You slut, how about we use these on you?"

Bai Yingjue looked at the iron clamps in Jiang Hanqing's hands in terror and asked, "Qing! What are these clamps for? What are you going to do? I'm scared!"

Having never played with these things before, Bai Yingjue couldn't imagine where these cold iron clamps could be used on her body.

Jiang Hanqing looked at her terrified expression and said smugly, "You still don't know how to use them? Of course, we'll use them here, and here too!"

As he spoke, Jiang Hanqing reached out and tapped Bai Yingjue's nipples and labia a few times, indicating that he was going to clamp the iron clamps on those places.

Bai Yingjue was almost terrified by Jiang Hanqing's words, pleading, "Qing! Please don't scare Auntie, okay? I'm so scared!"

Jiang Hanqing went over and hugged her, gently rubbing her breasts, and smiled, "How could I scare you! Don't be afraid! It's fun! My mom, that bitch, wasn't she as scared as you at first, but after she got used to it, she even asked me to give her some if I didn't give it to her! You're just as shameless as Mom, you'll get used to it soon too!"

After saying that, he ignored Bai Yingjue's pleas and pinched her nipple and gently rubbed it a few times. Her already engorged nipple immediately became even more erect, and Jiang Hanqing said with satisfaction, "Very good! You, slutty aunt, you and my mom both have particularly sensitive and developed nipples, perfect for playing with this kind of thing!"

Bai Yingjue cried out in fear, her face pale, "No! It hurts! It will hurt so much! Qing, please! I'm so scared!"

Her voice was already trembling with sobs as she spoke.

Jiang Hanqing didn't care about any of that, coldly cursing, "You slut, cry! Cry! The more you cry, the more I enjoy it, the more I want to fuck you to death, you old whore!"

As Jiang Hanqing slowly moved the clamp towards Bai Yingjue's nipple, Bai Yingjue's body began to tremble.

She gasped for breath, sobbing, her eyes filled with fear as she watched the iron clamp move towards her nipple.

Jiang Hanqing moved the clamp to Bai Yingjue's nipple, then forcefully pressed the clamp open, aligning the gap with her nipple. Bai Yingjue stared at the clamp in terror, imagining the pain of it clamping onto her nipple when it closed, yet her lower body unconsciously began to leak fluid again.

Jiang Hanqing seemed to be deliberately torturing Bai Yingjue mentally, coldly laughing as he refused to let go of the iron clamp.

Bai Yingjue finally couldn't bear it any longer and cried out, "Qing!...Don't torture Auntie anymore! If you insist on clamping, then hurry up and clamp!...Ah!"

Just as she spoke, Jiang Hanqing took advantage of her slightly relaxed attention and suddenly released his grip on the metal clamp. The clamp tightened, trapping Bai Yingjue's nipple in the middle.

Bai Yingjue's nipple was visibly deformed the moment the clamp clamped on. The poor nipple was flattened by the force of the clamp, spreading along the gap between the clamps, becoming a flat, pancake-like shape.

The intense pain felt when her nipple was clamped caused Bai Yingjue to scream.

In addition to the pain from the clamped nipple, the cold sensation from the metal clamp also made her tremble all over.

Jiang Hanqing said triumphantly, "You slut, isn't it great!"

Bai Yingjue's answer to his question was to cry and shake her head desperately.

Seeing that this lowly sex slave dared to voice her objections, Jiang Hanqing angrily grabbed the handle of the iron clamp holding Bai Yingjue's nipple and pulled it outwards. Caught off guard, Bai Yingjue's nipple, clamped by the clamp, was immediately stretched outwards.

The piercing pain caused Bai Yingjue to immediately bend forward, trying to lessen the agony caused by Jiang Hanqing's cruel action.

Jiang Hanqing looked at Bai Yingjue, who was bent over and crying loudly, and said disdainfully, "You bitches are all the same, always crying over the smallest things! You're clearly enjoying it, but you won't admit it!"

He paused, then turned his gaze to Bai Yingjue's spread legs and burst into laughter.

From Bai Yingjue's exposed vulva, a large amount of vaginal fluid was flowing out, some dripping directly onto the ground, and some flowing down her inner thighs.

"You slut, look at your own juices! Hmm! You really are a slut! Just a little pinch and you're already this aroused!"

Jiang Hanqing grabbed Bai Yingjue's flowing hair and forcefully pulled her head down, forcing her to see the amount of juices flowing from between her legs.

Seeing the copious amount of fluids flowing from her genitals, Bai Yingjue wailed and buried her head in her arms, too ashamed to lift it again. But the cruel Jiang Hanqing wouldn't stop there. He grabbed her hair and pulled it upwards forcefully, causing her to straighten up and lift her head automatically from the pain.

When Jiang Hanqing clamped another metal clamp onto Bai Yingjue's other nipple, she still shuddered in pain, but she had become somewhat accustomed to the pain and didn't cry out again.

Jiang Hanqing stepped back two paces, admiring the two metal clips on Bai Yingjue's nipples. He nodded and laughed, "Not bad! Not bad! The journey was arduous, and we couldn't find any special clips, so we had to use these two ordinary ones as a substitute! When we get back to the capital, I'll let you taste the special kind of metal clips! Just imagine, two metal clips on your nipples, and a rope tied to them. I'll just hold that rope and make you follow behind! Your nipples will be so turned on by the pleasure! You slut, are you already drooling just thinking about it? Haha! My mother gets so horny when she sees those metal clips!"

Hearing Jiang Hanqing's nonsense, Bai Yingjue cried even harder, but she really longed to taste those metal clips as soon as possible. She cursed herself inwardly: "Bai Yingjue! Bai Yingjue!... You really are a despicable person! You still long to taste such pain, you're hopeless! You should really let Qing'er push you into the hell of lewdness!" Cursing herself in her

heart, Bai Yingjue raised her beautiful face, streaked with tears, and looked at Jiang Hanqing, choking back sobs: "Qing'er, don't humiliate me like this! Aunt Ying would do anything for you, no matter how shameful! But please don't insult me to my face like this!"

Jiang Hanqing laughed loudly, grabbed the iron clamp and twisted it hard. The excruciating pain made Bai Yingjue's eyes roll back, her body sway and she collapsed into Jiang Hanqing's arms, almost fainting from the pain.

"You slut! You said you'd do anything shameful for me, and then you told me not to curse you! You're a whore who wants to be a prostitute and also want to maintain a facade of chastity, what face do you have to live in this world?"

Hearing Jiang Hanqing's cold words, Bai Yingjue cried out, "Yes! I am a sinful woman who deserves to die! Qing'er... no... my master... please punish this lowly whore as you please!"

Hearing Bai Yingjue, who was intoxicated by masochistic pleasure and uttering humiliating words, Jiang Hanqing's cruel desires were greatly satisfied.

Humming a lewd tune, Jiang Hanqing reached down to Bai Yingjue's crotch and dug into her wet vulva, then rubbed her face with his fingers covered in her juices, or made her lick his fingers. Jiang Hanqing ruthlessly humiliated this mature woman whom he had used as a substitute for his mother, torturing and playing with her.

“You slut, you’re so shameless! Your juices are as plentiful as that sow, Mom’s, haha!”

“Do you know, when Mom is being played with like this, she’s even more slutty than you. She’d do anything I asked!”

“Slut, do you wish you could replace my slutty mother? Haha!”

“Yes! Qing’er, let Aunt Ying be your mother!”

When Bai Yingjue answered like this, a heavy slap landed on her face. Jiang Hanqing cursed angrily, “Pah! You want to replace that slut? Ah! Let me tell you, no way! You’re just my sex toy! Haha! I’m going to train you to be the most obedient sex slave. When I’m having sex with my mother, you’ll be there to train that sow! Understand?” “Do you know? I haven’t

had sex with that old slut for four years. Next time I see her, I’m going to fuck her so hard she won’t be able to get out of bed for three days!” “

Do you want to ravage that slut?”

Bai Yingjue was already dizzy from Jiang Hanqing’s crazy words and the way he played with her. She seemed to see herself and her beloved man ravaging his biological mother in a lewd scene, drooling as she excitedly replied, "Yes! I really want to! I want to kill that prostitute who stole you from me! I want to tear her cunt apart, crush her breasts, and let her know what a woman's shame is! I want to send this bitch who seduced her own son to hell!"

Hearing Bai Yingjue's hysterical words, Jiang Hanqing excitedly said, "Okay! Then you can help me play with that sow, I want to make that kind of slut feel pleasure to death!"

Jiang Hanqing could no longer suppress his excitement, stood behind Bai Yingjue, and commanded, "Bitch! Bend over and stick your ass up! Let me put my slutty cunt inside you!"

Bai Yingjue immediately obeyed and bent over, placing her hands on her knees, raising her plump buttocks high.

Because her legs were spread apart by wooden sticks at her ankles, her cunt and anus could be clearly seen from behind.

Jiang Hanqing slapped her buttocks and asked, "You slut! Which hole should I put my penis in first? You choose!"

"I...I want both holes! Qing'er, both of my holes are itchy! Give me your penis! Fuck me to death! Fuck me as hard as you fuck your mother's cunt!"

Bai Yingjue, who had been completely immersed in the lewd atmosphere by Jiang Hanqing's previous play, answered without any shame.

Jiang Hanqing aimed his glans at her anus, circling it around her anus, and asked, "My mom loves it when I fuck her anus, do you like it too?"

Bai Yingjue sobbed, "Yes! I like it too! I'll definitely be better than that bitch! I want to be your mom! Qing'er, play with me! Play with mom's anus! Come on! Fuck it to pieces!"

Jiang Hanqing listened to Bai Yingjue's lewd moans with ecstasy, thrusting his lower body forward, the front half of his penis roughly entering Bai Yingjue's tight anus, and said, "Alright then! Mom, let me fuck your anus to pieces! Don't you like this the most, you bitch?"

Bai Yingjue groaned slightly in pain, took a couple of breaths, and then began to wiggle her buttocks.

"Come on! Insert it! Isn't Mommy's anus nice? Better than that slut's, right? Qing'er, play with it as much as you like!"

Bai Yingjue's anus, which hadn't been played with much and was as tight as a virgin's, gripped Jiang Hanqing's penis tightly, stimulating him to shudder and almost immediately ejaculate.

Taking a deep breath, Jiang Hanqing quietly enjoyed for a moment the alluring sensation of Bai Yingjue's anal walls tightly wrapping around his penis, then he held her buttocks and began to thrust his penis forcefully.

Because Bai Yingjue's anus was so tight, almost every thrust caused Bai Yingjue's body to sway back and forth, and her anal rings turned inside out with the penis's entry and exit.

Bai Yingjue felt a little too full inside her buttocks, while her vagina was still very empty. The itchy feeling on her labia made her reach between her legs and rub her thick labia.

Jiang Hanqing thrust into her anus while forcefully slapping her buttocks, occasionally bending down to reach her chest and knead her full breasts that swayed in the air.

Bai Yingjue groaned loudly, moaning incessantly, her eyes tightly closed in excitement. The hand that had been rubbing her labia had now parted them, inserting her fingers deep into her vagina, probing and teasing.

"Qing'er! My anus... feels... good? Isn't it... much better than that bitch's...?" Still unable to suppress her intense jealousy of Yin Yufeng, Bai Yingjue couldn't help but ask breathlessly.

Jiang Hanqing was now bending down, grabbing her breasts and squeezing them forcefully like milking a cow; his buttocks were also raised high as he continued to thrust vigorously. Hearing Bai Yingjue's words, he laughed, "Good! Yours is good! But my mother's is even better!"

These cruel words fueled Bai Yingjue's jealousy even more. Unable to control her emotions, she sobbed, "Qing'er! I won't allow you to do this! When you're with me, don't think about that bitch! I'll definitely be better than her!"

As she poured out her heart, Jiang Hanqing grabbed her hair fiercely, pulling her head back sharply, and cursed viciously, "Bitch! You can never compare to my mother! Remember, my mother is the one I truly love most. Yes! I told you, I love you too. But that only comes after my mother! Do you understand?"

Jiang Hanqing's merciless words drove Bai Yingjue even more frantic. Wailing loudly, Bai Yingjue squeezed her full buttocks tightly together and moved back and forth, gripping Jiang Hanqing's penis tightly between them as she manipulated it.

"Qing! You're so...cruel! Waaah!...You can't do this to me! I really love you! Let me be your woman! Don't let other women be above me."

Jiang Hanqing showed not a shred of sympathy for this woman driven mad by passionate love and extreme lust. He abruptly pulled his penis out of Bai Yingjue's anus and replaced it with his fingers, roughly probing and manipulating it. Before

Bai Yingjue could recover from the cold indifference of her beloved man, her labia, slightly parted by passion, were suddenly pinched and forced apart by Jiang Hanqing. The violent manipulation of her labia caused Bai Yingjue's body to react immediately; she trembled slightly, and a few drops of vaginal fluid dripped from her opening.

Looking at the pink, wrinkled vaginal walls, Jiang Hanqing's lips curled into a cold smile. He gently picked up a metal clamp, stretched Bai Yingjue's labia with his fingers, and then swiftly clamped the clamp onto her labia.

With her back to Jiang Hanqing, Bai Yingjue was completely unaware of his actions and thus unprepared for the suffering her labia were about to endure. The moment the clamp tightened around her labia, the pain from the sensitive flesh being pinched caused her to scream. Her body went limp, almost collapsing to the ground, her hands, bound behind her back, twisting and turning incessantly.

When Jiang Hanqing released the clamp, the clamp stretched Bai Yingjue's labia long and drooping downwards. The pain from the clamps tightening and gripping her tender, erotic flesh was already unbearable for Bai Yingjue. Now, the added weight of the clamps pulling her labia downwards caused even more pain, far exceeding the limits of what Bai Yingjue, who had never experienced such discipline, could endure.

A large amount of yellow liquid suddenly gushed from Bai Yingjue's genitals. Jiang Hanqing was startled for a moment before realizing it was Bai Yingjue's urine.

He laughed loudly, grabbed Bai Yingjue's hair, and forcefully pressed her head down, cursing, "You slut! Look at yourself! What a lowly bitch you are! Peeing in front of your master! Hahaha..."

Bai Yingjue struggled in agony. Her vulva was completely numb from the unprecedented torment; she felt almost nothing but pain. But Jiang Hanqing's cruel words only added to her humiliation.

The dual torment, both physical and mental, left her dazed and confused. She seemed oblivious to the pain of her labia being clamped, and forgot that urine was continuously gushing from her genitals. She simply cried out, "Master! Please forgive me! I am your slave!... Waaah... You are my lowly slave! Please punish me as you please!"

Even as she cried, urine continued to gush from her genitals, mixed with copious amounts of vaginal fluid, though it was no longer visible to the naked eye.

Jiang Hanqing looked with satisfaction at this female beast crying and fawning under his lewd power. His attitude suddenly changed drastically. He gently kissed Bai Yingjue's beautiful face, which was covered in tears, and said softly, "Aunt Ying, I love you! For me, you must endure this pain! Only this kind of pain can allow you, my most beloved women, to experience the greatest pleasure in life!" Hearing Jiang Hanqing's

words of love, Bai Yingjue completely forgot the humiliation and pain she had just endured, and was intoxicated by her lover's sudden tenderness. A beautiful smile appeared on her still tear-streaked face, making the entire tent seem brighter for a moment.

“Qing, I will endure it all for you! I will be a woman who satisfies you… no! A sex slave who satisfies you! I will prove that I am the most suitable woman for you, even better than your mother! Even more suitable for you!”

Jiang Hanqing’s face showed a bright and innocent smile as he stroked Bai Yingjue’s full breasts, whose nipples were clamped by iron clips, and asked in a magnetic voice, “Does it still hurt here?”

Bai Yingjue’s breasts were gently caressed by his hands, and the warmth from the man’s hands touching her breasts caused them to become engorged and hard again, and her body began to tremble slightly.

She tried her best to control her physical reactions and answered in as calm a tone as possible, "It hurt a lot at first! But I've gotten used to it now, and it doesn't hurt as much anymore!"

Jiang Hanqing nodded and whispered in her ear, "Not bad! Auntie, you're a natural masochist! You can adapt to any cruel manipulation very quickly. I'll finish training you soon! Then you can stay by my side forever, and I can play with your beautiful body anytime!"

As he spoke, Jiang Hanqing's penis remained hard, rubbing against Bai Yingjue's buttocks. Bai Yingjue also actively twisted her buttocks, responding to Jiang Hanqing's teasing.

"Qing, don't worry! I will definitely be your woman forever, and I will never leave you no matter what happens!"

As he spoke, Jiang Hanqing's hands slowly reached to Bai Yingjue's nipples and gently pinched the iron clamps that cruelly clamped her tender nipples.

"Qing, what are you doing?" Seeing Jiang Hanqing's actions, Bai Yingjue sensed something was wrong and asked in fear.

Jiang Hanqing's smile instantly turned sinister. He gently sniffed the fragrance of her hair near her temple and said softly, "What else can I do? Of course, I'll torture your nipples! Hmm!"

As his tone grew crueler, his hands moved in unison, suddenly grabbing the pair of iron clamps and twisting them forcefully. Bai Yingjue's poor nipples were immediately twisted into grotesque shapes by this cruel action, even the areolas seemed to have been twisted.

Bai Yingjue never expected that the gentle Jiang Hanqing would suddenly become so cruel. Caught off guard, the intense pain caused her to scream shrilly. Her head snapped back, saliva dribbling from the corners of her mouth as she screamed in agony. Her hands, bound behind her back, clenched tightly together, causing a noticeable contraction in her shoulder blades, and her legs, spread wide to support her body, trembled and shook violently.

"Qing...please spare me! I can't take it anymore!"

Jiang Hanqing's torture of her didn't stop there. This time, his cruel hand moved to her vulva, grabbing the iron clamps and twisting them hard. This time, Bai Yingjue couldn't bear it any longer.

After a scream, Bai Yingjue's eyes rolled back, and her body went limp in Jiang Hanqing's arms. The intense pain finally caused her to faint.

When Bai Yingjue woke up from her unconsciousness, she found herself lying on the bed, the shackles on her feet somehow removed. However, her hands were still bound behind her back, and her vulva was still in great pain.

Jiang Hanqing was standing beside her, looking at her with concern. Seeing her awake, he happily said, "You're awake! How are you feeling?"

Looking at her lover's concerned expression, Bai Yingjue didn't know whether to feel sad or happy, and suddenly burst into tears.

Jiang Hanqing helped her up, letting her lean against his chest and cry freely. He gently patted her back with his left hand to comfort her, saying, "It's alright! Don't cry! Everything's alright! Look, I've even removed the metal clamps!"

Bai Yingjue then realized that Jiang Hanqing had indeed removed the metal clips from her nipples and labia. She looked up at Jiang Hanqing, sobbing softly, "Qing, let's leave it at that for today! I really can't take it anymore! Please forgive me!"

Jiang Hanqing looked at her beautiful, tear-streaked face, gently wiping away the tears, and said with pity, "Aunt Ying, today was indeed a little painful! But don't worry, everything will be alright in the future! Ah!"

As Bai Yingjue felt a little relieved and nodded slightly, about to smile, Jiang Hanqing's next words almost made her faint again.

“But it’s not over yet! The main course hasn’t arrived yet! You have to endure it!”

Bai Yingjue could hardly imagine what the “main course” would be like, and cried out in terror, “No! No! I can’t take it anymore! You can’t do it anymore!”

Jiang Hanqing’s gentle side vanished instantly, replaced by a cold expression. He said in a chilling voice, “Have you forgotten that I am your master? Your master wants to play with you, and you dare to refuse! A slut like you has no right to refuse your master’s demands! Remember that!”

With these rebukes, Jiang Hanqing’s cruel fingers pinched and pulled hard on her still throbbing labia.

This time, Bai Yingjue didn’t react too violently, because Jiang Hanqing’s continuous cruel manipulation tonight had already numbed her to the physical pain. She was simply dazed by Jiang Hanqing’s unpredictable behavior, sometimes gentle, sometimes brutal. Her mind seemed to be on the verge of a complete breakdown. She sat there blankly, completely dazed. Her vacant gaze seemed unfocused, staring blankly at Jiang Hanqing.

In her dazed state, Bai Yingjue no longer knew whether she was experiencing happiness or suffering, whether she was living in heaven or hell. She didn't know Jiang Hanqing's true feelings towards her. She only knew that she had truly become a sex slave to this young man, old enough to be her son, completely at his mercy. She had fallen into this trap of lust, with no way to climb out.

In her hazy state, she seemed to see the cold smile on Jiang Hanqing's face. She couldn't understand how someone's attitude could change so quickly, leaving her so bewildered. Sometimes he was gentle and loving towards her, as if he wanted to hold her in his mouth; other times he was brutal and humiliating, wanting to torture her beyond recognition.

Looking at Bai Yingjue's dazed expression, Jiang Hanqing knew his training had been very successful. This woman was almost completely conquered by him, both spiritually and physically.

Jiang Hanqing smiled and patted Bai Yingjue's cheek, pointing to her nipples. "Today I'm going to pierce a pair of nipple rings for you here, because you're my sex slave! And nipple rings are a mark that a slave like you should have, and it's my reward to you! Do you want them?"

Bai Yingjue still stared blankly at him, without any reaction.

Jiang Hanqing nodded and said, "Alright! You don't say anything! That means you agree! You wait here, I'll go get the tools and materials! Haha!"

When Jiang Hanqing appeared before her with a gleaming silver needle and a pair of gold nipple rings, Bai Yingjue finally snapped out of her daze.

Watching Jiang Hanqing heat the slender silver needle with fire, Bai Yingjue exclaimed in horror, "What... what is this?"

"Of course, it's for piercing your nipples!" Jiang Hanqing's eyes were filled with cruelty.

Only then did Bai Yingjue realize that when she was lost in thought, she had vaguely heard Jiang Hanqing say he was going to pierce her nipples, but she hadn't realized it at the time because she was feeling sorry for herself.

Looking at the silver needles before her, Bai Yingjue felt terrified. Just as she was about to refuse, Jiang Hanqing said, "Don't be afraid! It won't hurt! It's like getting an earring, it'll be over in a second! And once you wear these nipple rings, it means you've completely surrendered to me! From now on, you'll be my true slave! You must obey my orders at any time. I can do whatever I want with you! Don't you want to be my woman forever?"

Looking at the cruel man who had driven her mad, Bai Yingjue felt a mix of emotions. The only certainty was that she had become addicted to his cruel sexual practices; she had been trained into a true sex slave and could no longer live without him. This little man she had chosen would forever be her master, and her task from now on was to be ready to provide for his pleasure at any time.

Looking down at the pair of glittering gold nipple rings in Jiang Hanqing's hand, Bai Yingjue seemed to see herself wearing them, kneeling before him, begging to be played with. A wave of heat washed over her lower body, and a thin, sticky fluid began to seep out again.

"Bai Yingjue! You slut, what are you still hesitating about! You chose this path of no return! You've already donned that lewd, sadistic leather outfit and appeared before everyone! You slut, you've let Qing'er play with your body at will in front of everyone. Everyone knows you're Qing'er's woman, his sex slave! What dignity do you have left as a woman? You have no other choice! You can only be Qing'er's sex slave forever! Stay by his side, make him happy! Let him brand you with the mark of a sex slave!"

Sobbing softly, Bai Yingjue cursed herself inwardly, abandoning her last shred of self-respect, determined to become Jiang Hanqing's sex slave completely.

Bai Yingjue raised her weeping face, looking at Jiang Hanqing. Thinking of the humiliating life she would face, the masochistic blood within her boiled instantly, and her crotch became wet.

A poignant smile bloomed on her face as Bai Yingjue softly said, "Qing'er, come here! Aunt Ying has no other thoughts! Let me serve you as your sex slave forever!"

Looking at this beautiful, mature woman, about the same age as his mother, completely subjugated into his sex slave, Jiang Hanqing felt a surge of excitement. He pulled Bai Yingjue into his arms, kissing her face frantically, panting, "Aunt Ying! I love you! I really love you so much! I swear in the name of all my Jiang family ancestors, I will never abandon you! I want you to stay by my side forever!"

Hearing her beloved man's oath in the name of their ancestors, Bai Yingjue was finally certain that Jiang Hanqing truly loved her. It was just that his methods of sex were different from ordinary people, making them extremely cruel and terrifying. Perhaps for him, the more severely he humiliated a woman, the more it showed how much he loved her.

Enjoying Jiang Hanqing's frenzied kisses raining down on her face, lips, and neck, Bai Yingjue felt that all her previous sacrifices were worthwhile. No matter how humiliating or painful her future life might be, she would endure it all, because Qing'er loved her!

When Jiang Hanqing pinched Bai Yingjue's erect nipples and cruelly pierced them with a silver needle, the intense pain made her body tremble violently. But she gritted her teeth, not uttering a single cry. Her gaze was fixed on her lover's face; what was this little bit of pain compared to winning this man's love?

When Jiang Hanqing finally pierced both her nipples and wiped away the blood with a cloth, Bai Yingjue's body went limp on the bed. Enduring that excruciating pain had almost completely exhausted her strength.

Her cheeks were pale and bloodless, her lips trembled slightly, and her full body was covered in glistening beads of sweat.

A few tears streamed down her cheeks; she herself didn't know whether these tears represented physical pain or spiritual joy.

After cleaning up, Jiang Hanqing pulled Bai Yingjue into his arms, kissing her trembling lips and carefully wiping away the sweat from her body.

Bai Yingjue responded passionately to Jiang Hanqing's kisses; she had finally taken a crucial step towards becoming a sex slave, and was about to wear those lewd nipple rings.

Jiang Hanqing reached out and touched Bai Yingjue's genitals, raising his hand to reveal it was wet and glistening with her vaginal fluid.

"Aunt Ying, are you really looking forward to wearing those nipple rings? Hehe."

Bai Yingjue looked at Jiang Hanqing with a fiery and determined gaze, answering without hesitation, "Come on! Master, put those things on me! Let me truly become your sex slave!"

For Bai Yingjue, wearing those nipple rings today was undoubtedly a very important ritual. It represented that Bai Yingjue had truly and completely become Jiang Hanqing's sex slave in spirit, and also represented that Jiang Hanqing acknowledged her as one of his most beloved women.

Jiang Hanqing placed the pair of hollow gold nipple rings, large enough to fit a thumb, onto Bai Yingjue's nipples.

Bai Yingjue said in a solemn tone, "Master! From today onwards, I, Bai Yingjue, belong to you forever! Please don't abandon this lowly slave!"

Jiang Hanqing untied her still-bound hands and embraced her passionately, saying excitedly, "Aunt Ying, I will never abandon you! I will love you forever, and love you as I do today! I want to live happily with you and Mother forever!" Kissing each other

passionately like lovers in the throes of passion, Jiang Hanqing inserted his masculine member into Bai Yingjue's burning, seemingly melting, vaginal opening. Their bodies were once again united. Their two passionate hearts were also intertwined, merging into one.

In the years to come, they would experience countless trials and tribulations, but nothing and no one could ever separate them…

Chapter 21 The Fall of Yanyun

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the next two days, the armies of the two countries engaged in a brutal tug-of-war at the insurmountable Yanyun Pass. Both sides understood that the battle at Yanyun Pass was crucial to the overall course of the war, and neither would easily retreat, no matter the cost.

The Qiut people mostly held their ground, only launching surprise attacks when the Imperial army's vigilance was slightly lax. They would quickly retreat after a small victory, leaving the pursuing Imperial troops helpless against a hail of arrows.

Although the Imperial army had a significant numerical advantage, the treacherous terrain of Yanyun Pass prevented them from deploying their full force and using their numerical superiority to encircle the Qiut people. They could only accept their fate of being trapped at the pass and relentlessly engaged in one-on-one combat.

In addition to this, there was another very unfavorable factor for the Imperial army: the only way from the Imperial army's camp to the Yanyun Pass, which the Qiut people were fiercely defending, was up a steep mountain path. The Imperial army's advanced heavy siege equipment couldn't be transported up the mountain. They had to rely on ladders and the most primitive wall-climbing tactics to attack the Qiut people. Otherwise, how could the Qiut people's simple wooden fortresses withstand the onslaught of these skilled siege troops?

The only slight consolation for the Imperial army was their numerical advantage. Although their more than 400,000 troops couldn't all be deployed at once, they could be divided into four 100,000-strong units to wage a war of attrition against the Qiut people.

The Qiut people, short-handed, suffered greatly in comparison, forced to rely on their remaining forces to hold out. Because of this, under the relentless, day-and-night attacks of the Imperial army, the Qiut people gradually began to feel overwhelmed. Their soldiers suffered heavy casualties, and even those who could continue fighting were increasingly exhausted from days of arduous battle.

The day after the first battle between the two armies, 50,000 newly recruited Qiu soldiers arrived at Yanyun Pass, which to some extent compensated for the Qiu army's manpower shortage. However, after two days of attrition, almost all of these men were lost.

In the three days of fierce fighting, the number of imperial troops lying dead at Yanyun Pass had reached nearly 100,000, and the Qiu people's losses were roughly equivalent. For the Qiu people, only a little over 50,000 soldiers remained capable of fighting, and the situation was extremely critical.

This day was November 16th.

The previous night, the imperial army's attack on Yanyun Pass had continued for most of the night, only ceasing at dawn.

At dawn, Wuheyan and Jiang Hanqing stood on the mountaintop overlooking the battlefield.

Due to the days of fierce fighting, both of them were exhausted. The two of them had slept for less than two hours in total last night. They both looked so haggard: their hair was disheveled, their beards were full, and their eyes were red and swollen.

Watching the rising sun, Wuheyan murmured, "Another day has begun! Alas!... There's still no news from Her Majesty the Empress! If today...!"

His tone was heavy with helplessness.

Jiang Hanqing, who was bending over to observe the movements of the Imperial army, turned to him and said, "Yes! Today is the most crucial day. If the Empress's army doesn't appear today... I estimate... we won't be able to hold out!"

Towards the end, Jiang Hanqing lowered his voice, afraid of being overheard.

Wu Heyan turned to look at Jiang Hanqing, glared at him for a long time, and then suddenly burst into laughter: "With 100,000 troops, we held off the Xia Kingdom's 400,000-strong army at Yanyun Pass for more than three days. Even if we lose Yanyun Pass today, I don't think it's too shameful, right? Don't wear that long face, like I'm about to die in battle today!"

Jiang Hanqing also smiled and said: "Commander Wu is indeed extraordinary, still able to laugh at a time like this! Hehe! I admire you! ...However...to be honest, losing this pass will probably make things difficult for us in the future!"

Wu Heyan shook his head, took a deep breath, and suddenly roared angrily: "Damn it...I don't know what they..." "What the hell are they doing! They've been gone for so many days, and not a single word!"

Jiang Hanqing tried to comfort him, "Her Majesty the Empress and the others must be very anxious, but what good is being anxious about war? We can only wait patiently for their news."

Wuheyan kicked a rock in front of him down the mountain, cursing, "Wait patiently? ...Wait my ass! Today is the end! Wait? Damn it! At this rate, when they come, they'll just be here to collect our corpses... Damn it... Not even to collect our corpses... They'll be here to die!"

Jiang Hanqing shook his head with a wry smile at his furious state. It was the truth, and he didn't know what to say.

A cloak was gently draped over his shoulders from behind. Jiang Hanqing smiled and reached behind him, and a warm, fleshy body pressed against his back.

Bai Yingjue's gentle voice sounded from behind, "Even if we can't hold out today, I will still protect you and ensure your safe departure."

Wu Heyan turned around and glanced at Bai Yingjue, saying leisurely, "Young Master, having such a good wife by your side to take care of you is truly a rare blessing in this world!"

Jiang Hanqing smiled slightly, reached out and patted Bai Yingjue's plump buttocks, replying, "I'm sorry to have made you laugh, Commander Wu!" Wu Heyan shook

his head, gazing at the sky and saying leisurely, "When Her Majesty the Empress decided to send troops to Xia Kingdom, Brother Zhengtian strongly opposed it. I didn't think much of it at the time, but now I realize... Alas! Her Majesty the Empress is exceptionally wise, and for many years she has calculated flawlessly, never suffering a defeat. This time, the problem lies precisely here! She is too arrogant, too careless..." "An enemy!

Apart from Brother Zheng Tian, none of the Qiu Te people truly realized how terrifying the Great Xia Kingdom was as an enemy! We all felt that when we harassed the Empire's borders, victory came so easily, and many times the Empire felt like it was swallowing its pride and blood. Who knew that when the Empire truly went all out against an enemy, its strength would be so terrifying!"

Jiang Hanqing interjected, "You haven't witnessed the strength of the 'Jade Phoenix Legion' and the 'Flying Eagle Legion' yet! Compared to them, the 'Black Eagle Legion' before us is nothing more than a band of refugees."

Wu Heyan said wistfully, "I wonder when we'll have the chance to witness these two invincible armies whose fame spreads far and wide!"

Jiang Hanqing sneered inwardly, "Hmph! Want to see it?! When I ascend to the throne and wipe out you barbarians who have offended my Celestial Empire, then you'll see the power of the 'Jade Phoenix Legion'! Haha!" In his

heart, these Qiute people were nothing more than barbarians. Although he was assisting them in battle for his own benefit, he still felt that they had offended the majesty of the Celestial Empire and deserved to die a hundred times over!

Wuheyan had no idea of the malicious thoughts swirling in his mind. He sighed to himself, "In the past, the imperial armies we faced were all weak and feeble, so naturally we thought the rumors about their invincibility were exaggerated and untrue. Now it seems the elite troops of the imperial army are truly awe-inspiring! Even this hastily assembled force has thrown our army into disarray! Alas! Xia Kingdom… Xia Kingdom!"

Jiang Hanqing was wondering why the old man was so sentimental today when Wuheyan suddenly exclaimed, "Since the founding of our Qiute tribe, Yanyun Pass has never fallen into the hands of any enemy. If today…" "If I hand it over to my people, how can I face them? Young Master Jiang, I have resolved to fight to the death here, to live and die with Yanyun Pass! If the enemy truly captures Yanyun Pass today, I hope you will lead the remaining troops eastward to plan for another battle! As for me, you need not concern yourself with me!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Hanqing felt a sense of respect for this barbarian general for the first time, and solemnly said, "Victory and defeat are common occurrences in war! Why must you be so determined, General?" Wuheyan said

sadly, "My mind is made up, Young Master, there is no need for further words!"

Jiang Hanqing was about to persuade him again when the sound of drums thundered from below the mountain, and the imperial army's offensive began again.

Today, the imperial army was clearly determined to win. For the first time since the start of the war, Li Jixing's command flag was moved out of the main camp and erected in the ranks of the attacking troops, showing that he was personally commanding the front lines today! Encouraged by this, the imperial army's offensive today was the most fierce since the start of the war.

After the third drumbeat, the attacking Imperial army charged up the mountain.

A hail of fire arrows rained down on the Qut people's camp, embedding themselves in the wooden walls and setting them ablaze. Although the Qut had already covered the walls with soaked fire-resistant felt, the sheer density of the fire arrows ignited even the felt.

While the Qut soldiers scrambled to put out the fires, tens of thousands of Imperial infantry surged forward.

A fierce battle ensued, with arrows and stones raining down from both sides, the sounds of battle deafening.

The Qut soldiers, who had endured three days of hardship, quickly showed signs of exhaustion under the Imperial onslaught. Several wooden fortresses were scaled by the Imperial soldiers and nearly breached. Fortunately, Uheyan promptly dispatched reserves to launch a counterattack, averting annihilation.

The Imperial army's first offensive lasted for a full two hours, only ending near noon, leaving behind a landscape stained red with blood, walls, and countless corpses—people who, not long ago, had been lively and energetic.

After the imperial army retreated, almost all the Qiut people collapsed to the ground, exhausted. Each of them had fought with their last ounce of strength. If the imperial army had launched another attack at this point, they could have captured Yanyun Pass with ease. Fortunately, the imperial army was also human; after half a day of exhaustion, they needed to eat and rest, and were unable to quickly organize a new offensive.

Wuheyan and Jiang Hanqing inspected the various camps separately, and when they finally gathered together, their faces were extremely serious. They both knew that it seemed they couldn't hold out any longer.

Wuheyan had given up all hope for the battle at Yanyun Pass. He immediately ordered all the wounded who could be moved to the rear, and all the supplies that could be carried away to be transported immediately. He also ordered a headcount for the entire army, and after lunch, the remaining troops would withdraw.

At lunchtime, Wuheyan gathered his personal guards together. The original five thousand personal guards, due to manpower shortages in recent days, had been deployed as reserves to the most critical front lines, resulting in exceptionally heavy losses. Now, less than a thousand remained standing before Wuheyan.

Standing on the platform, Wuheyan saw his loyal soldiers, who had followed him for many years, now disheveled and covered in blood. A surge of emotion welled up within him, and two tears streamed down his face.

He cleared his dry throat and said in a hoarse voice, "Brothers! You are all old brothers who have followed me for many years! You have shared so much glory with me over the years, and of course, you have suffered a lot! Today, I will tell you the truth: Yanyun Pass cannot be held!"

A slight commotion arose among the guards below, but it quickly subsided, and everyone gazed at their commander with unwavering determination.

Wuheyan felt the trust his men placed in him, and his voice trembled with emotion as he spoke.

"We'll deal with the Xia Kingdom barbarians' army one more time this afternoon, then we'll retreat! But I won't leave; I'll live and die with Yanyun Mountain!"

A commotion erupted below the stage.

"General, you can't do this!"

"General, we can't live without you!"

"General, we won't abandon you! We'll stay with you!"...

Wuheyan, tears streaming down his face, repeatedly bowed to the soldiers who wholeheartedly supported him.

"Brothers, don't worry about this old man! I can't leave! If I leave, how can I face my countrymen?..."

His words were immediately drowned out by the even louder clamor. All his guards demanded to stay with him, to stay here and fight the enemy to the last man.

Looking at his loyal subordinates, Wuheyan trembled with emotion, unable to utter a word.

Bai Yingjue, watching from the side, was also moved to tears, leaning against Jiang Hanqing's chest, sobbing softly.

Jiang Hanqing put his arm around her shoulder and said in a deep voice, "This old Wu is truly worthy of respect! Alas! A general who, in the most critical moment, still has a large group of loyal subordinates willing to live and die with him, can truly be considered to have died without regrets!"

In the end, Wu Heyan still couldn't persuade his personal guards to withdraw, so he had to agree to let them stay and fight to the death with him.

After lunch, the results of the entire army's headcount came in. The remaining forces in the various camps at Yanyun Pass were 38,000.

Three and a half days of bloody fighting had caused more than 110,000 casualties in the Qiu Te army.

Wu Heyan immediately ordered the entire army to regroup and retreat under Jiang Hanqing's leadership before the Xia army launched another offensive. At the same time, he ordered all the camps to be set on fire to delay the Xia army's pursuit. He himself led eight thousand volunteer soldiers into the Yanyun Pass, relying on the narrow mountain path to resist the attacking Xia army, hoping to delay their advance and buy more time for future battles.

As Jiang Hanqing led the remaining thirty thousand Qiute troops eastward towards the Qiute Plateau, flames roared from the camp behind him. He turned and saw Wuheyan's aged figure on a giant rock at the summit, waving repeatedly at him. Jiang Hanqing felt a deep respect for this old man who would rather die than retreat. Knowing this would be the last time he saw Wuheyan, Jiang Hanqing couldn't help but raise his hand and wave back, murmuring, "Farewell, respectable old man!"

Without further delay, Jiang Hanqing turned and spurred his horse. The warhorse neighed and galloped eastward along the widening road. An old barbarian had died, but he was still young, and many things awaited him in the future!

Seeing that almost all the Qut camps on the mountain were engulfed in flames, the Imperial army, which was assembling its ranks at the foot of the mountain to launch a new offensive, cheered. Seeing this scene, who could not understand one fact—the Qut people had finally been unable to resist and had begun to retreat!

The fire burned until the next morning before finally being extinguished. The imperial army then trudged across the still-smoking ashes across the mountain pass, marching eastward towards the homeland of the Kingdom of Qiu.

On November 17th, the fifth year of the Taiping Zhenzhi reign, the imperial army broke through the Yanyun Pass.

As the first imperial force slowly passed through the pass, the entire army watching from the rear erupted in jubilation! They had made history! This army became the first foreign army in history to break through the Yanyun Pass and enter the homeland of the Kingdom of Qiu.

In the three and a half days of bloody fighting at the foot of Yanyun Mountain, the imperial army suffered 150,000 casualties, nearly 60,000 of whom were elite cavalry of the 'Black Eagle Legion.' Including the 110,000 Qiu people, the combined losses on both sides approached 300,000. This battle, later known as the "Battle of Yanyun," made the Yanyun Pass a synonym for a death trap for a considerable period afterward.

Before the imperial army's excitement could even subside after crossing the pass and entering the narrow mountain paths of Yanyun Mountain, they were met with a devastating blow.

Uheyan's eight thousand Qut soldiers hid on the steep mountains, letting the Imperial vanguard, which had been alertly leading the way, pass unscathed.

Seeing the vanguard pass smoothly, the main Imperial army following behind quickly relaxed their vigilance. They assumed that if there were still enemies, the vanguard would have encountered them, and since the vanguard had encountered no danger, the Qut must have all retreated. With this thought in mind, the Imperial army's guard loosened considerably. They marched in a dense formation, swaggering into the narrow mountain path, completely unaware that a ferocious tiger was staring at them with its jaws wide open.

When the Imperial infantry had gone halfway, the Qut attacked, using the treacherous terrain to launch a surprise attack on the unsuspecting Imperial army. In the narrow mountain path, the Imperial soldiers, in their dense formation, could not deploy their forces effectively. Crowded on the path, they could not even wield their weapons, becoming easy targets for the Qut slaughter. For a moment, the mountain path was filled with the dying cries of imperial soldiers.

This sudden attack nearly caused the unprepared imperial army to collapse completely. Some soldiers had already lost their courage and trampled each other as they fled. However, the calm and decisiveness of the imperial officers present saved them. Several officers drew their swords in time and killed the soldiers who dared to flee and cause chaos, forcing the others to turn back and fight the enemy like men.

Encouraged by their commander, the battle-hardened imperial soldiers quickly recovered from the initial chaos.

They began to organize some decent resistance. Soon they discovered that the Qut people who had ambushed them were only a few thousand strong, and they were all exhausted. At this point, they began to confidently launch a large-scale counterattack.

Dense numbers of imperial soldiers rushed towards the ambushing Qut people, and the imperial troops that had already passed through, hearing the alarm behind them, also turned back to assist their comrades in attacking the troops led by Uheyan from both sides.

Uheyan and his men had long since disregarded life and death. Facing the siege of the imperial army, they fought bravely and fearlessly.

Uheyan and his few personal guards were surrounded by a group of imperial soldiers, who formed a circle back to back, hacking down any imperial soldier who dared to charge. Dozens of imperial soldiers' corpses lay densely packed around them. The

imperial soldiers could have shot them dead with arrows, but some of them had already identified Uheyan as a general of the Qut people from his attire, so their commander decided to capture him alive.

Under the command of their officer, the imperial soldiers continued to surge forward. For every one who fell, two more would immediately take his place. Uheyan and his personal guards gradually could not withstand the onslaught; their strength had waned to the point where they could barely swing their swords. Soon, the last two personal guards beside Uheyan also fell to the ground, and now he was alone.

Surrounded by countless imperial soldiers cheering and shouting, Wuheyan knew that if things continued this way, he would inevitably be captured alive by the enemy—a humiliation he absolutely could not tolerate. He coldly smiled, raised his sword, and amidst the screams of the imperial soldiers, fiercely strangled his own neck. Blood gushed from his throat, and he lay sprawled on the mountainside, his eyes wide open. Around him lay the corpses of countless imperial soldiers, forming a circular ring of bodies.

The imperial soldiers silently circled his body for a long, long time!

This ambush on the mountain road, coupled with the subsequent cleanup and burial of the bodies, delayed the imperial army's march by a full day. The imperial army's casualty list grew by another ten thousand men.

That evening, Li Jixing sent a victory report to the capital—Yong'an Prefecture—via the fastest express courier service. The text above reads: "Our Heavenly Dynasty army, with its soldiers fighting day and night, has broken through the formidable Yanyun Pass. They have slain over 120,000 barbarian soldiers, killed the enemy chieftain Wuheyan, and proclaimed the might of our Heavenly Dynasty in foreign lands!"

While Li Jixing's army was busy dealing with Wuheyan's sneak attack, Jiang Hanqing led the remnants of the Qiu Te army out of the Yanyun Mountains, traveling over a hundred li eastward to reach the edge of the vast "Qiu Te Plateau."

The Qiu Te Plateau is a flat and expansive plain, the birthplace of the Qiu Te people, and home to the majority of them. The entire plain is over 900 li wide from east to west and about 600 li wide from north to south. It extends east to the border of the Eastern Lu Kingdom, south to the territory of the Southern Yue Kingdom, and west to the Yanyun Mountains. To its north lies a desolate, frigid, uninhabited area of high mountains and steep ridges, where only the nomadic Teqin people from even more remote areas occasionally appear.

To the east of the Qiut Plateau, bordering Donglu, lies a formidable mountain range—the Xuri Mountains, steep and almost insurmountable. The Xuri Mountains extend southward, gradually leveling out just before entering the Nanyue Kingdom. Where they meet the Nanyue Kingdom, the terrain resembles the Yanyun Pass—the Nanyue Kingdom is situated much lower than the Qiut Plateau. This gives the Qiut a commanding position, with flat terrain below.

This advantageous geographical position makes the entire Qiut Plateau easily defensible. It is precisely this geographical advantage that has allowed the Qiut people to survive and thrive for thousands of years amidst numerous powerful enemies.

However, at this moment, the situation is more dire than ever for the Qiut. The Yanyun Mountains, a natural barrier to the west that had never been breached by the Yanhuang tribe, have now been breached by the imperial army. When the imperial army emerges from the Yanyun Mountains and sets foot on the flat Qiut Plateau, the Qiut people have virtually no choice but to fight the imperial army head-on. Even more critically, the main force of the Qiut people, led by Han Yuexue, had gone to confront the combined forces of Donglu and Nanyue, but there had been no news of them since. Even if they were willing to engage the Imperial army head-on, they couldn't muster enough troops.

Descending from the Yanyun Mountains, one had to cross a huge depression and then pass through a narrow mountain pass—Liuma Slope—before officially entering the Qiut Plateau. Jiang Hanqing's Qiut army stopped for a short rest

at this depression before Liuma Slope. While the soldiers rested, Jiang Hanqing led a small cavalry unit to the pass of Liuma Slope to carefully observe the surrounding terrain. He surveyed the vast Qiut Plateau to the east, which appeared lifeless and desolate in the cold season. The gray soil was exposed to the air, and apart from the occasional withered straw, almost nothing of life could be seen.

Seemingly sensing Jiang Hanqing's disdain for the desolate land before him, a Qiute soldier beside him, not wanting Jiang Hanqing to underestimate the land that had nurtured him, explained, "Winter has come, so the pastures have withered. In spring and summer, you would see the beautiful sight of lush pastures covering the entire plains. At that time, these places are full of horses, sheep, and cattle running and playing."

Jiang Hanqing nodded, neither agreeing nor disagreeing. In truth, these weren't his real concerns. What truly interested him was finding suitable terrain to conceal his troops and launch a surprise attack. He knew that to survive the Imperial army's pursuit, he had to seize every opportunity to inflict as much damage as possible. Given the current situation, all hope rested on a surprise attack. But once they ventured east into the vast Qiut Plateau, there would be no hiding place; where could he find a place to conceal 30,000 men?

Jiang Hanqing silently cursed the damned plains and the equally detestable, nowhere-to-be-heard Han Yuexue. Looking back at the 30,000 Qiut soldiers resting in the hollow behind him, their heads drooping, listless, completely devoid of their former arrogance. After all, they had just suffered a defeat; no one could be excited. Jiang Hanqing naturally understood that what was most needed now was a victory to boost the soldiers' morale. But given the current situation, even self-preservation is difficult, let alone winning a battle!

Sighing, Jiang Hanqing said to Chen Bin beside him, "From this Liuma Slope eastward into the Qiut Plateau, unless we have a sufficient numerical advantage, we have no way to withstand the imperial army's onslaught. Alas! It seems our only option is to flee into the Qiut Plateau and hide."

Chen Bin shook his head, saying, "Yes! How can our current forces possibly be a match for the imperial army! Alas! I don't know what that Qiut Queen is doing, leading so many people to attack those two small countries, yet we haven't heard a word from her."

Jiang Hanqing shook his head heavily, turned his horse, and prepared to return to the garrison in the depression below.

As they descended the mountain, Jiang Hanqing looked at the narrow depression before him and suddenly had a brilliant idea. He said to Chen Bin, "What do you think would happen if we fought the Imperial army at this pass?"

Chen Bin paused, carefully examining the surrounding terrain, and suddenly exclaimed, "Young Master, brilliant! We can hold off the Imperial army at Liuma Slope; I believe we can slow down their offensive!"

Lin Fengxian asked, puzzled, "Brother Qing, how can our 30,000 troops possibly stop the Imperial army's attack at this small Liuma Slope pass? Wouldn't that be like throwing an egg against a rock?" Jiang Hanqing

clearly didn't care, shaking his head and laughing, "Fengxian, observe the terrain more carefully! I'll give you a hint: the key isn't the Liuma Slope pass itself, but the depression at the foot of the mountain."

Upon hearing this, Lin Fengxian quickly and carefully examined the huge depression in front of the Liuma Slope pass, but no matter how he looked, he still couldn't see what could be done with this large depression at the junction of the mountains and the plains.

While Lin Fengxian was scratching his head in deep thought, Jiang Hanqing secretly shook his head, thinking, "Although Fengxian is clever, he's still too young. Alas! His talent in military strategy and tactics is still lacking! It seems I need to train him more in the future."

Patting Lin Fengxian's shoulder, Jiang Hanqing said, "Fengxian, can't figure it out? It's alright, let Chen Bin explain it to you!"

Lin Fengxian blushed, nodded, and quickly turned his gaze to Chen Bin.

Seeing this, Chen Bin hurriedly said, "I'm just guessing what the young master is thinking, it might not be correct!"

Jiang Hanqing smiled, indicating that he could speak freely.

Chen Bin then cleared his throat and began to analyze the surrounding terrain for Lin Fengxian.

"Fengxian, take a look at the surrounding terrain. This entire depression is vast, wider in the west and narrower in the east. Its western part directly connects to the Yanyun Mountains, with flat and open terrain, capable of accommodating a large army entering the depression from the west."

Lin Fengxian nodded and said, "Yes! I see that too!"

Chen Bin continued, "But look at the eastern part of this depression. Where it connects with Liuma Slope, it abruptly narrows into a very narrow mountain road, leading directly to the Liuma Slope pass. Here, if the size of the army is even slightly larger, its formation will definitely not be able to fully deploy. If the army wants to cross Liuma Slope from here, it can only send out small groups of troops one at a time. In addition, on both sides of this narrow mountain road are steep slopes of nearly ninety degrees that connect directly to the Yanyun Mountains. Although the slopes are not very high, they are enough to completely prevent cavalry maneuvering. This also makes it completely impossible for cavalry charging down from the Yanyun Mountains to try to flank around to Liuma Slope from both sides; they can only fight their way out through the mountain road."

After he finished speaking, Lin Fengxian finally realized and said, "I understand." "Yes! In other words, if we choose to fight the Imperial army at this mountain pass, the Imperial army's main force will be unable to deploy its superior strength due to the narrow mountain road to the east of this depression. They will be forced to fight us in this confined space, thus giving us a chance to win despite the Imperial army's numerical superiority!"

Jiang Hanqing nodded and said, "Although we cannot achieve an absolute victory due to the overwhelming strength of the Imperial army, simply delaying their advance slightly will put the situation in our favor. At least it can boost our morale."

After a pause, Jiang Hanqing continued, "However, this battle must be fought cleanly and decisively. After the battle, we must immediately break away from the enemy and retreat quickly. Even if we achieve a great victory, we cannot be greedy for glory and linger in battle. We must know that we only have a mere 30,000 men. Once we are entangled by the Imperial army, their numerical advantage will be fully utilized. Even if they don't attack us all, they can wear us down with a war of attrition!"

Everyone knew that this was absolutely true and nodded repeatedly.

Pointing to the surrounding terrain, Jiang Hanqing said, "After the Imperial army broke through Yanyun Pass, their morale must be high. We'll send a force to lure them to this depression, and place our main force at Liuma Slope Pass at the end of this narrow mountain path to confront them. Seeing an enemy blocking their way, and knowing their strength isn't too great, they'll definitely want to launch a full-scale attack. Since they know nothing about the terrain, they'll most likely enter this narrow mountain path, giving us an opportunity. We'll also send two more forces around Liuma Slope Pass, climbing up the steep mountains on either side and ambushing them with arrows. Once the enemy is lured into this narrow path, they'll be overcrowded and unable to deploy their numerical advantage. Then our army, rested and ready, can fight with all our might, and with the arrows ambushing us on both sides, we'll surely defeat this powerful enemy here."

After the group excitedly discussed the plan, they immediately began preparations.

Jiang Longxiang and Li Kebiao each led two thousand archers through the Liumapo Pass, climbing the relatively flat eastern slope to the tops on either side of the pass to ambush the enemy. Jiang Wuxiong led five thousand cavalry to camp near the exit of the Yanyun Mountain road, preparing to lure the enemy into a trap. Jiang Hanqing and Chen Bin led the remaining twenty thousand Qiu Te cavalry to set up camp at and east of the Liumapo Pass.

The Qiu Te soldiers truly lived up to their reputation for bravery. Although they had just suffered a crushing defeat and appeared dejected, and now knew that the enemy outnumbered them tenfold, upon hearing that they would be fighting the enemy here, they showed no fear. Instead, they quickly recovered from their previous dejection and began preparing wholeheartedly for the upcoming battle. The fearless spirit of these Qiu Te people impressed Jiang Hanqing, who deeply admired the Qiu Te as a truly warlike race.

Two days later, November 19th, afternoon, clear sky.

It was a rare fine day in winter; the bright sunshine dispelled the chill of the past few days, invigorating everyone.

After annihilating the surprise attack by the Qiut troops led by Wuheyan, the Imperial army, having traversed the mountains for over a day, finally emerged from Yanyun Mountain.

Meeting the Imperial army at the end of the Yanyun Mountain road were five thousand Qiut cavalry led by Jiang Wuxiong. Having waited patiently for two days, the Qiut cavalry finally saw their long-awaited target, and they were all extremely excited. Without waiting for the Imperial vanguard to assess the surrounding situation, they launched a swift and fierce surprise attack.

The defeats of the previous two days had left almost all the Qiut cavalrymen extremely frustrated. Now, seemingly wanting to vent all their pent-up anger, they charged wildly at the Imperial cavalry that had just appeared at the mountain pass, causing the already arrogant Imperial cavalry to panic and fall into chaos.

The Imperial army, exhausted from days of fierce fighting and without proper rest, was quickly routed by the Qiut cavalry, who had been resting and recuperating for two days.

Jiang Wuxiong led his men in a feigned pursuit of the fleeing Imperial soldiers. Shortly after entering Yanyun Mountain, they encountered a large contingent of Imperial cavalry rushing to reinforce their troops after hearing of the attack. Following Jiang Hanqing's instructions, before engaging in battle, Jiang Wuxiong ordered his men to immediately turn and retreat. A group of cavalrymen then feigned panic and turned their horses back the way they had come. The Imperial army,

naturally, did not take this small enemy force of a few thousand men seriously. The commanding officer completely ignored the danger of being ambushed, confidently leading his men in pursuit, determined to devour the Qiu Te barbarians who had foolishly dared to provoke them.

Jiang Wuxiong carefully led the Imperial cavalry by the nose, always maintaining a distance that was neither too close nor too far. Under his enticement, the Imperial cavalry completely lowered their guard, only wanting to catch up and finish off this easy prey.

In the chase, both sides quickly left Yanyun Mountain Pass and entered the battlefield that Jiang Hanqing had carefully selected two days earlier.

The messenger sent by Jiang Wuxiong had already relayed the news of the Imperial army's arrival to Jiang Hanqing's army.

Upon receiving the news, Jiang Hanqing immediately ordered his entire army to deploy at the Liuma Slope Pass and notified Jiang Longxiang and Li Kebiao, who were lying in ambush on the mountain peaks on both sides, to be ready for battle at any time.

When the Imperial army followed Jiang Wuxiong's troops there, Jiang Hanqing's army was already neatly arrayed at the Liuma Slope Pass.

The Imperial soldiers, caught up in their pursuit of Jiang Wuxiong, were suddenly confronted by a large contingent of Qiut cavalry poised for attack. Startled, they frantically pulled on their reins, trying to halt their galloping steeds.

Having charged so fast, several horses couldn't stop. With a long neigh, they reared up, throwing their riders off. Those behind, still oblivious to the situation, continued their rampage, crashing into their fallen comrades, creating chaos and disarray.

While the Imperial army trampled each other, Jiang Wuxiong led his cavalry back, and Jiang Hanqing promptly dispatched ten thousand cavalry to provide crucial reinforcement.

The Imperial cavalry at the forefront, before they could mount any resistance, were swept away by the Qiut cavalry like leaves in an autumn wind. The Qiut cavalry, shouting and yelling, divided the Imperial vanguard into several groups, encircling and annihilating them.

Jiang Hanqing stood at the mountain pass, nervously observing the battle in the depression. Although his army still held the initiative, he dared not be careless. He was even certain that the Imperial army would soon turn the tide. The fierce

battle was taking place in the center of this large depression, a relatively wide area where the Imperial cavalry could deploy their attack formations. Jiang Hanqing knew that once the Imperial army recovered and began to counterattack, their numerical superiority would easily crush the 15,000 cavalrymen currently engaged in the battle.

As if to prove Jiang Hanqing's judgment correct, the situation on the battlefield quickly changed. Just as

the Imperial vanguard was about to be completely overwhelmed by the surprise attack of the Qiut cavalry, the general commanding the vanguard played a crucial role. This man was a commander of the Black Hawk Legion. Seeing his soldiers abandon resistance and turn to flee, he still refused to give up and continued to struggle desperately. After killing several soldiers who tried to escape, he finally brought the situation under control. He ordered his soldiers to hold their ground against the Qut's attack while simultaneously sending messengers to the rear to request reinforcements.

Encouraged by his words, the Imperial cavalry gradually recovered from their initial panic and began to form ranks to meet the advancing Qut. Meanwhile, Imperial reinforcements arrived rapidly and quickly joined the battle.

Soon, the numerical superiority of the Imperial army began to take effect, and the Qut's offensive was slowly brought to a halt.

Seeing that the Imperial army was gradually regaining its footing, Jiang Hanqing knew that it would be too late to retreat, so he immediately ordered a retreat.

Hearing the signal to withdraw, Jiang Wuxiong and his men naturally dared not delay and immediately turned their horses back to their own lines.

Seeing the Qut suddenly retreat, most of the Imperial cavalry did not dare to pursue, but instead, under the command of their officers, began to form ranks, preparing for a larger-scale battle to follow. A small number of imperial soldiers attempted to pursue the retreating enemy, but arrows fired by the Qiu Te cavalry arrayed at the Liuma Slope Pass quickly felled them, forcing them to abandon this unwise idea.

Jiang Wuxiong's cavalry successfully returned to their ranks. By this time, an hour and a half had passed since their first encounter with the enemy.

In the depression below the mountain, the imperial army had begun to assemble in large numbers, with a steady stream of troops emerging from the Yanyun Pass and entering this vast depression.

Looking at the densely packed Imperial soldiers below the mountain, Jiang Hanqing turned to Chen Bin and said, "We must win this battle, or we're finished! Heh heh! We originally planned to come here to mess with the Emperor, but it might end up being our own grave!"

Chen Bin frowned and said, "Young Master, even if we win this battle today, I don't think it will have much impact on the strength of the Imperial Expeditionary Force. What should we do next? Sigh! The key is still that Queen Qiu Te. I don't know what she's up to. There's still no news!"

Jiang Hanqing shook his head, his face ashen, and said, "Yes! The current situation is mainly due to her! She can't possibly lead 300,000 men to fight against two weak countries and still lose, can she? What can we do about the future? After we finish this battle today, we can boost the morale of the army, delay Li Jixing's advance, and then quickly head east to find Han Yuexue's army."

"What if she really loses?" Bai Yingjue couldn't help but interject from the side.

Jiang Hanqing reached out and slapped her butt hard, saying fiercely, "You unlucky bastard! You don't say a single nice word! If she really loses, I'll immediately take Chen Bin and the others and sneak back to the country, leaving you here to sleep with those rude soldiers!"

Seeing Jiang Hanqing's angry look, Bai Yingjue didn't dare to say anything more and immediately shut her mouth obediently.

Chen Bin looked up at the sky and said, "In another hour, the sun will be setting. If Li Jixing isn't in a hurry to advance, he should be cautious and withdraw his troops now. If he doesn't take this Qiu Te army seriously, he might launch an attack before nightfall!" Jiang

Hanqing observed the situation in the Imperial army's formation for a while, then shook his head and said, "Judging from this, Li Jixing still doesn't want to be trapped here overnight! Look, he hasn't sent anyone to set up camp immediately, but has a large cavalry force arrayed in front. I think even if he doesn't launch a full-scale attack, he will at least make a probing attack before nightfall to see how strong we are. If he can defeat us, he will finish us off in one fell swoop. If not, then he will plan to set up camp."

Chen Bin sighed and said, "The difference in strength is too great. For him, it's just a test. For us, it could be fatal!"

Jiang Hanqing nodded, "Yes! It's really a headache! But... we still have a good chance of winning this battle, at least we won't be defeated! As long as we grit our teeth and hold off their first attack, making their offensive falter slightly, it will be almost dark by then. Seeing that we're not showing any weakness, that old man Li Jixing will definitely not dare to risk a night battle and will immediately withdraw his troops and set up camp! Then we'll quickly retreat under the cover of night! As for what happens after that..."

Everyone fell silent, with only the whistling mountain wind blowing, making them feel bone-chillingly cold.

Jiang Hanqing sighed inwardly. He had originally hoped to use the strength of the Qiut people to weaken the emperor's power as much as possible. Now, he had been tied to the death chariot by the Qiut people instead.

Thinking about it, the dangerous situation of the past few days was all caused by the Qiut empress's lack of news.

Jiang Hanqing couldn't help but once again curse Han Yuexue's body parts in his mind with extremely lewd language.

As evening approached, the imperial army below the mountain finally sounded the horn of attack.

The attacking troops were already in formation, awaiting the sound of the war drums.

Some distance behind them lay the main force of the imperial army, with Li Jixing's banner flying high above them.

From this deployment, which divided the troops into two parts, Jiang Hanqing was certain that this attack was merely a probing assault. If the attack succeeded, Li Jixing would quickly commit all his rear forces to the front lines, aiming to crush the enemy in one fell swoop. Otherwise, he would end the battle quickly and fight again another day.

Jiang Hanqing roughly estimated the number of imperial troops involved in the battle. Although it was a probing attack, it still involved approximately 100,000 troops, three times his own strength. He couldn't help but secretly rejoice that the terrain he had chosen was so advantageous, preventing the enemy from pressing his entire force forward at the outset; otherwise, the sheer volume of charges would have scattered his men.

Under the setting sun, the armor and weapons of the imperial army reflected a bright, gleaming light, creating a formidable and imposing sight. The Qiut people, already drowsy from the sun's rays, now found themselves even more mesmerized by the imperial army's formation, a sight both dazzling and awe-inspiring.

With the resounding beat of war drums, the imperial cavalry began their advance. Leading the charge were 40,000 men, all clad in black helmets and armor; clearly, the Black Eagle Legion was at the forefront.

Initially, the imperial horses moved slowly, almost at a leisurely pace, the only sound the clatter of armor against armor, barely a clatter of hooves.

Gradually, the clanging of armor was drowned out by the heavy thud of hooves. The horses quickened their pace, most beginning to trot. The ground began to tremble slightly.

A hush fell over the Qiut army; all the cavalrymen watched with grave expressions as the Xia army slowly advanced. The horses seemed to sense the impending battle, snorting and stamping their feet uneasily. Occasionally, a few horses let out a long neigh.

Jiang Hanqing silently called out in his heart, "Come on! Come on! Black Hawk Legion, this Liuma Slope will be your grave!"

As the Imperial army slowly entered the gradually narrowing mountain road, men and horses began to crowd together, and their formation became slightly chaotic. However, they continued to advance.

The frontal width became narrower and narrower, and the front of the Imperial army's formation became increasingly pointed and crowded.

However, looking at the small number of Qiut cavalry in front of them, the Imperial soldiers at the front clearly felt that their forces were much stronger, and therefore showed no fear, continuing to advance. They were completely unaware that the strength of the troops in front of them had become so thin due to the compression of the terrain.

The Qiut people patiently waited for the enemy to arrive. The place where they deployed their troops was carefully chosen by Jiang Hanqing. If one followed the mountain road from west to east, two miles ahead of them, the narrow mountain road, which had been narrowing towards the middle, began to gradually widen outwards again. When they were less than a mile away, it suddenly opened up.

And from their position, the mountain road in front of them looked like a valley, and they were at the mouth of the valley, waiting to strike the enemy emerging from the valley.

The terrain here was so much more open than the mountain path ahead, making movement much easier for the Qiut people. Most importantly, Jiang Hanqing had already planned that he could order a full-scale assault the moment the Imperial army's vanguard emerged from that narrow mountain path. At that time, the Imperial army's formation wouldn't have fully unfolded, leaving them in a disadvantageous fan-shaped formation to meet the Qiut army's fierce attack. This would allow the Qiut people to charge up from the open area, fully utilizing their manpower to encircle the Imperial army's vanguard emerging from the mountain path. After

a long and arduous advance through the mountain path, when they were still two miles away from the Qiut people, the Black Eagle Legion cavalry were suddenly delighted to find the path widening. The Imperial cavalry secretly rejoiced at the stroke of luck, having gained a more advantageous position just before engagement. Without waiting for orders from their officers, they unconsciously increased their speed, trying to spread their formation as wide as possible. The Imperial troops behind, unaware of the situation ahead, only saw the sudden acceleration of the troops in front and, fearing the distance would widen, also accelerated.

Standing in the depression far behind, Li Jixing was completely unaware of the subtle changes in the terrain ahead. He was anxious about the slow pace of his troops' advance, worried that the battle wouldn't be completed before nightfall. Suddenly, he saw the attacking cavalry move with increased speed, and he was overjoyed, assuming the terrain was favorable to his main force and that the officers at the front were preparing for a formal engagement with the Qiut barbarians. Eager to finish the battle before nightfall, Li Jixing didn't think much of it and immediately ordered from the rear: "Beat the drums! All troops, charge!"

Hearing the suddenly rapid war drums behind him, the Imperial cavalry of the Black Eagle Legion roared and spurred their horses forward, charging towards the Qiut.

The earth shook, and the sound of hooves thundered.

Watching the menacing Imperial soldiers rushing towards them from the mountain path, the Qiut remained expressionless. For seasoned warriors, a little tension before battle might be present, but once the fighting began, nothing seemed amiss.

Jiang Hanqing raised his right hand. Chen Bin shouted urgently, "Prepare the bows and arrows!"

More than ten messengers rushed to the front of the column, splitting off from the center to both sides, repeating Chen Bin's order over and over so that all the Qiut soldiers could hear it.

Upon hearing the order, the Qiut soldiers immediately raised their powerful bows, nocked arrows, and aimed at the charging Imperial cavalry.

The first wave of Black Eagle Legion cavalry charged out from the narrow mountain path. The sudden appearance of such open terrain took them by surprise, and their rapid offensive immediately stalled. Those who had been shouting just moments before fell silent.

After a moment of silence, the leading officer was the first to respond, shouting sharply, "Brothers, the enemy is ahead! Charge!"

Inspired by their commander, the other soldiers roared along, "Kill!" They spurred their horses forward, fearlessly charging towards the Qiut soldiers.

Hearing the battle cries from the front, those behind knew that the two armies had finally met, and they joined in the shouts.

The battle cries rose into the sky.

Jiang Hanqing calmly watched the Black Eagle Legion cavalry charging wildly towards his ranks.

One thousand paces, nine hundred paces, eight hundred paces… five hundred paces, four hundred paces!

When the Black Eagle Legion cavalry were only four hundred paces away from the Qiut people, Jiang Hanqing slammed his hand down and roared, “Fire!”

The war drums behind him immediately roared deafeningly.

The Qiut people’s arrows swirled and rained down on the charging enemy.

"Ah!...Ya!...Ouch!" Cries of pain from those struck by arrows filled the air.

Jiang Hanqing gave another order: "Order the ambush troops to fire!"

As the Qiut horns sounded, the archers led by Jiang Longxiang and Li Kebiao, who had been lying in ambush on the steep slopes on both sides, suddenly emerged. They unleashed a merciless rain of arrows upon the Imperial cavalry crowded in the narrow mountain path.

By this time, the corpses of Imperial cavalrymen had piled up at the exit of the mountain path. The Imperial cavalry, breaking through the narrow mountain path, were helpless against the Qiut army, which had spread out in a straight line. They could only blindly charge forward. The

Qiut soldiers, on the other hand, calmly aimed and then used their superior position to concentrate their fire on the central exit of the mountain path, causing heavy casualties among the Imperial cavalry.

Unable to break through in front and with archers lying in ambush on both sides of the mountain, the Imperial cavalry crowded in the narrow mountain path were in a state of panic. People were packed tightly together, horses were shoulder to shoulder, unable to advance or retreat, even turning around was a problem, making them easy targets for the archers on the mountaintop!

Jiang Longxiang and Li Kebiao ordered their soldiers to first target those who appeared to be officers. Large numbers of imperial officers were shot dead on the mountain path.

Without officers to command them, the soldiers panicked even more. Some shouted, trying to charge forward and fight the Qiu Te people at the mountain pass. Others desperately tried to turn their horses around and escape.

Shouts, screams, curses, and jeers replaced the earlier fierce battle cries, echoing desolately across the mountain path.

In most places, men and horses trampled each other, and in some places, people even drew their swords and killed their own comrades in their desperate escape.

Li Jixing, observing from the rear, although unaware of the specific situation at the front, understood that due to his negligence, today's battle had been lost! With a helpless sigh, the old man solemnly ordered, "Sound the retreat... halt!"

Hearing the signal to withdraw, the Imperial army in the mountain path descended into chaos. After a stampede of men and horses, they finally turned and retreated. Jiang Hanqing seized the opportunity to order a full-scale assault.

The high-spirited Qiut cavalry charged into the mountain path, frantically hacking and slashing at the Imperial cavalry at the rear. Completely disorganized, the Imperial cavalry were utterly powerless to resist, falling one by one to the Qiut's hooves.

With the Qiut cavalry hacking at them from behind and archers ambushing them from above, the utterly desperate Imperial army collapsed. Trampling ensued, spreading throughout the entire army. Everyone charged forward recklessly, regardless of how many of their own men they trampled.

When the Qiut pursued the defeated Imperial army halfway through the narrow mountain path, Jiang Hanqing, fearing a strong counterattack from Li Jixing if they continued, hastily ordered a retreat.

As the sun completely disappeared behind Yanyun Mountain in the west, this dramatic battle finally came to an end.

The Imperial army, due to its underestimation of the enemy, paid a heavy price. Their corpses piled up like mountains at the pass of Liuma Slope and along the mountain path leading to it. Blood stained the entire mountain road red, and it took years for it to regain its original color.

In this battle, the Qut people suffered almost no losses, while the Imperial army paid a heavy price of 50,000 dead, the vast majority of whom died from Qut arrows and the hooves of their own horses. Only a small number were killed by Qut cavalry.

Among the 50,000 dead were all 40,000 soldiers of the Black Eagle Legion. Adding to the soldiers who had died earlier, the Black Eagle Legion's 100,000 cavalry were completely annihilated after this battle. This cavalry legion, which had once ranked among the top in the Imperial army, was thus buried in the war with the Qut people and was wiped out from then on.

Chapter 22 Liuma Blocks the Enemy

Chapter 22 Liuma Blocks

the Enemy At night, the Qut camp was filled with jubilation. How could the Qut people not be overjoyed at achieving such a miraculous victory against such a powerful enemy? Jiang Hanqing's prestige within the Qiu Te army reached its peak.

Because the Imperial army was still watching, the Qiu Te people dared not celebrate openly, but a drink or two was inevitable.

Compared to the Qiu Te soldiers' jubilation outside the tent, Jiang Hanqing, sitting in his command tent, was not in such a good mood.

Today's battle was indeed brilliant, but that was largely due to Li Jixing's underestimation and recklessness. Jiang Hanqing knew that Li Jixing wouldn't make the same mistake next time, and the situation would be much worse then.

Bai Yingjue nestled in Jiang Hanqing's arms, carefully chopping the meat from the plate in front of her and gently feeding it to him. Seeing Jiang Hanqing's worried expression, Bai Yingjue frowned and said, "Qing, why are you so unhappy even after winning the battle?"

"Sigh! The war isn't over yet, what's a small battle?"

Bai Yingjue asked, puzzled, "But as long as we stick to today's tactics, the Imperial army won't be able to break through Liuma Slope. What's there to fear?"

Jiang Hanqing pinched her slender waist and said, "What do you know, you're just a woman! That old bastard Li Jixing underestimated the enemy today. He was only thinking about defeating the Qiu Te people as soon as possible, so he launched an attack immediately despite the unfamiliar terrain and the soldiers' fatigue. He learned his lesson this time, he certainly won't fall for it a second time."

Bai Yingjue was still very confused and said, "Even if he's careful and doesn't attack rashly again, what way can he possibly break through our defensive line built using the terrain advantage?"

"You don't know. The Imperial army has a formation called the Tortoise Shell Formation."

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