【The Duan Family Women Generals】

Prince Yang has been quite annoyed these past few days, easily losing his temper. Since his uprising in Yangzhou, the imperial court has repeatedly sent troops to attack, only to suffer heavy losses each time, greatly boosting morale in Yangzhou. However, this time, he was dealt a severe blow by a group of women, needless to say, the prince's resentment was palpable.

This time, five of the six Duan family women were sent: Hua Jinping was appointed Grand Marshal, Wang Ke'er was appointed Left Army Commander, Duan Xiuping was appointed Right Army Commander, He Xian'er was appointed Vanguard General, and Duan Xiuqing was appointed Grain Supervisor. There were also thirty lieutenant generals, deputy generals, and junior officers, with 500,000 troops, marching towards the border. Only the youngest, Duan Xiulian, was ordered to remain in the capital to await orders.
To make a long story short, Vanguard General He Xian'er left the capital, traveling day and night, leading her 30,000-strong vanguard army towards the border. That day, scouts reported that the Southern Army Vanguard, Meng De, had also arrived with 10,000 troops, setting up camp twenty miles away. He Xian'er thought that although her army was weary from their journey, the enemy had only just arrived, so she couldn't rigidly adhere to the military strategy of "waiting for the enemy to tire themselves out." She ordered them to set up camp on the spot and sent someone to the southern camp to challenge them to battle. The messenger returned quickly: each side would lead three thousand troops to meet ten miles away.
He Xian'er then mounted her horse, drew her sword, mustered her three thousand soldiers, and ordered her deputy vanguard, Liu Hui, to lead the remaining troops to set up camp and await further orders. If she won, they would advance immediately.
The two armies met on the main road ten miles away, each army spreading out in a wedge formation, facing each other. The southern general, Meng De, rode forward. Meng De was Meng Kan's cousin, about thirty-four or thirty-five years old, with a face like the bottom of a pot, broad-shouldered and thick-waisted, riding a short Sichuan horse and wielding a pair of curved swords.
The two generals, upon meeting, couldn't agree on anything and turned hostile, spurring their horses into battle. Speaking of Mengde, he was a fierce general in Nanyue, but compared to the masters of the Central Plains, he was nothing special. It was only because Yang Kun had killed all the experienced generals that Mengde had no opponents for a time. He never expected that this seemingly frail and beautiful woman opposite him would have such high martial arts skills.
After less than five rounds, He Xian'er feigned an opening. Mengde, unaware of the trap, swung his two curved swords straight at He Xian'er's head. Unexpectedly, He Xian'er's embroidered phoenix knife inserted itself from below between his two swords and deflected them. Horses and women slipped through the gap between the blades, and with a swift downward slash, Mengde was cut in half, sword and all, before he could even understand what was happening.
Having won the first battle, He Xian'er pressed her troops forward and soon encountered Meng Kan's army. The two sides set up camp five miles apart. The next day, He Xian'er challenged Meng Kan to battle, and Meng Kan sent his general Wei Buhai to fight. Wei Buhai was also a renowned general in the Southern army. Wielding a large axe, he charged at He Xian'er like a wheel, but He Xian'er remained fearless, raising her sword to meet him.
The battle lasted over thirty rounds before He Xian'er feigned an opening and slashed Wei Buhai off his horse. In the next battle, the Southern general He Qi, wielding a spiked club, fought for only forty or fifty rounds before being killed by He Xian'er. The opposing side then sent their general Hu Chen into battle. Liu Hui, guarding the rear, fearing defeat, hastily sounded the retreat, and both sides returned to their respective camps.
The next day, Hua Jinping's army arrived. The two sides clashed, and Wang Ke'er defeated Meng La, the Right Army Commander of the Southern army, while Duan Xiuping killed General Hu Chen. Enraged by his repeated defeats, Meng Kan personally brandished his large axe and challenged Hua Jinping to a duel.
Hua Jinping, among the female generals, possessed considerable strength and wielded a halberd. She met Meng Kan head-on, engaging him in battle. Meng Kan, known as the top martial artist in Nan Yue, possessed exceptional skills. Although Hua Jinping's martial arts surpassed his, he couldn't gain the upper hand in the heat of battle. After fighting a hundred or so enemy soldiers, both sides withdrew to their camps. That night, Hua Jinping personally led a large army to raid
Meng Kan's camp. Meng Kan, frustrated by his repeated defeats during the day, drank some wine and went to sleep, unprepared. Hua Jinping's army charged, shattering his camp and inflicting countless casualties in the darkness. Awakened by the shouts of battle, Meng Kan was unable to command the defense and could only lead his remaining troops in a southward escape. In this battle, the southern army lost a significant portion of its forces. After only half a day's escape, the northern army caught up. The southern army, disheartened, had no choice but to flee again, eventually returning to Nan Yue.
Hua Jinping's army pursued them to the southern border, but due to unfamiliarity with the terrain, they had to stop and rest. Five days later, Duan Xiuqing arrived with supplies, and Hua Jinping also found guides. The army then marched into Nan Yue.
The Northern Army, riding high on its victory, was naturally extremely sharp, winning battle after battle and advancing deep into the heart of Southern Yue.
They reached Huayun Cave, the gateway to Mengkan's stronghold. Its strategic location made it virtually impregnable. The Duan family army challenged them from below, but the defending general simply held firm. Attempts to launch a direct assault were futile due to the unfavorable terrain.
Hua Jinping, anxious, sent scouts to investigate. Hearing of a small path to the west that could bypass the pass, she planned to launch a surprise attack. He Xian'er volunteered to go. Knowing Xian'er's martial arts were among the best of her sisters, Hua Jinping ordered her to lead two thousand elite soldiers.
He Xian'er led her troops along the western path, which was hardly a path at all, merely worn by wild animals, making it extremely difficult to traverse. The soldiers hacked through the undergrowth, covering several miles a day, and it took them two days to emerge.
They reached a flat area in the mountains, where several hundred soldiers, led by a minor commander, blocked their path. To take this shortcut, He Xian'er left her horse at the main camp and traveled on foot. Exhausted from the day and night's journey, her martial arts skills had diminished somewhat, but she was still a cut above these minor leaders. After
only a few exchanges, He Xian'er shaved off a patch of the boy's hair with a single stroke, causing him to howl and flee. He Xian'er and her group pursued relentlessly, chasing him into a small ravine and hiding in a pink mist. He Xian'er, intending to capture them and lead the way, wasn't about to let them go, and plunged into the mist.
The mist was thick, obscuring the view, but there was no unusual smell, so He Xian'er paid no attention, focusing intently on her surroundings, using her ability to discern direction by listening to the wind as she followed the Southern army.
After about the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, He Xian'er felt dizzy and lightheaded, as if she were drunk. Before she could fully recover, she collapsed, vaguely hearing someone say, "She's down, she's down," before losing consciousness.
It turned out that peach blossoms grew abundantly in the mountains of southern Xinjiang. The fallen blossoms, after years of fermentation, created a pink mist called "Peach Blossom Miasma." Of all miasmas, Peach Blossom Miasma was the most poisonous. Locals knew of a herb that, when placed in the nostrils, could neutralize the poison. However, He Xian'er, being from the north, was unaware of this and thus fell victim to it.
The southern army's minor commander, actually Meng Ken, the deputy general of Huayun Cave, had deliberately waited there to lure the northern army into a trap. While he was no match for He Xian'er in martial arts, the miasma aided him, allowing him to easily capture this highly decorated female vanguard of the northern army.
Seeing He Xian'er collapse, Meng Ken quickly ordered his men to carry her out of the miasma to prevent her from suffocating. The other two thousand northern soldiers trapped in the miasma were mere foot soldiers, not worth rescuing, and were left to die in the valley.
The soldiers carried He Xian'er to the other side of the ravine, where Meng Ken's temporary camp was located. Meng Ken ordered He Xian'er's limbs to be spread out and secured to a door panel with iron hoops before administering herbal water to revive her.
Meng Ken, Meng Kan's younger brother, was in his thirties and a large, imposing figure. He stood beside the door panel, carefully observing this twenty-year-old female general.
She had a fair face, a delicate nose, slender eyebrows, and arched eyes. She was slim, with a slender waist and prominent breasts. To make things easier, she wasn't wearing armor, only a black bodysuit that accentuated her beautiful figure. Lying on her back on the door panel, her long, slender legs were spread apart, and the triangle area of her tight pants formed a round mound that was irresistible. Before she even woke up, Meng Ken couldn't contain himself and reached his rough hands towards her feet.
He quickly pulled off her shoes and socks, revealing her two jade-like feet, thin and tender. He cupped them in his hands and began to lick them.
He Xian'er awoke to find herself in this state, realizing she had been tricked, but there was nothing she could do. A group of soldiers stood around, watching a minor Southern Army officer nibble at her feet, and knew what was about to happen. Tears immediately welled up in her eyes.
"No, kill me!" she pleaded.
"My beauty, I am going to kill you, but not now. I'm going to kill you in front of Huayun Cave, in front of your sisters-in-law and aunts. Before I kill you, I'll make them watch you being enjoyed by a group of men. But first, I want to taste you." Meng Ken stood up and spoke to her directly. Then, he reached for her collar with his demonic hands.
With a "rip," Meng Ken tore open her black dress at her chest, revealing her snow-white shoulders, jade-like arms, soft belly, and the white silk tightly binding her chest. He frantically licked and kissed her exposed skin, while she cried and begged in humiliation.
Then, he slowly and gradually untied her white silk binding, letting her pointed breasts stand out. He gently grasped them, swaying them left and right, then slowly kneading them for a while. He then pinched her two pink nipples with his fingers, gently pulling them up, slowly twisting them, and then kneading them vigorously.
After satisfying himself, he went to the other side of the door, squatted down between her legs, first untied her leg bindings, then tore her trousers open to her thighs. He caressed her slender legs from head to toe, especially carefully stroking the tender flesh of her sensitive inner thighs.
She was still pleading with him, but her voice was filled with despair. As his hands drew closer to that spot, her breathing became rapid, and her voice grew softer yet sharper, evoking pity in those who heard it.
But Meng Ken was not human; the more pitiful her cries, the happier he became. He finally placed his hand on her mound through her trousers, then slid it down between her legs. She pleaded even more urgently; she was no longer a female general, but a pitiful little thing, yet he still tore her trousers off completely. She let out a final, desperate scream, then fell silent and fainted.
When she awoke, Meng Ken was still patiently observing and playing with her genitals.
He Xian'er's pubic hair was not very thick, and the color of her labia was not as deep as that of most women. Parting her labia, the inner labia minora were thin and deep red, with a small, hard, swollen vulva between them. Parting the labia minora further, He Xian'er's honeyed cave was revealed. Although her husband had only spent three nights with her before going to war, she was no longer a virgin. So, despite her immense shame, her vagina still flowed with vaginal fluid.
Meng Ken was no virgin either; with a harem of wives and concubines, he was an experienced womanizer. He knew which parts of a woman were most sensitive, so he specifically targeted those areas, stimulating her body to arouse her. This made it easier for him to rape her, and he could also use that as an excuse to call her a harlot. He Xian'er was humiliated and had to endure this double blow to her self-esteem.
He touched the fluid from her genitals, knowing it was time, and slowly pressed himself against her, pinning her down. He rubbed his chest against her breasts while using his hand to guide his erect penis against her entrance. She arched her body with her last effort to stop the situation from escalating, but the thick, hard thing still penetrated her.
Hua Jinping and the others were anxiously awaiting news of He Xian'er below Huayun Cave when a thunderous roar erupted from above.
"Hua Jinping...you little slut...look closely, this is your vanguard He Xian'er. Yesterday...my General Meng...has already helped her into the bridal chamber!"
This was the shout of the Southern Army's taunting squad. In ancient times, each side would select a hundred or so loud-voiced soldiers to form a verbal battle squad. These men had booming voices, a variety of insults, and every word hit the mark, specifically designed to provoke the enemy into battle. Remember Zhuge Liang's three provocations of Zhou Yu? The verbal battle squad played a crucial role in each one.
Now, the Southern Army's verbal battle squad stood on the stockade wall, yelling at the top of their lungs about He Xian'er's humiliation to Hua Jinping and the others below.
Imagine, your own sister-in-law being stripped naked and raped, who could bear to watch?
But the insult squad shouts out those details, and you can choose not to watch, but you can't help but hear them. This is the cruelty of war. Let's see how they insult each other:
"General Meng...is it good to fuck He Xian'er...? Yes!"
"Hua Jinping...listen carefully...my general said...good! Really good! Your sister-in-law's cunt is so good! I wonder how your cunt is? Do you want my general to help you satisfy your slutty urges?"
"Ah, I want it, I'm going crazy with desire." The soldiers twisted their bodies and shouted in a shrill voice, imitating women.
"Hua Jinping...do you see...? Your sister-in-law is right here...my general will make her die a gruesome death in a moment. Hurry up and save her, or she'll be dead."
As he spoke, he began to sing: "I touched her little breasts, I touched her little butt, I poked her anus, I fucked her vagina. I cut off her little breasts, I cut off her little butt, I gouged out her anus, and then stabbed her vagina."
"Scared? Who's next? Hua Jinping!"
"I caught Hua Jinping, I tied her wrists, I took off her bodice, and then pulled down her flowery pants."
"Wait, is this little slut wearing flowery pants? I don't know. Gentlemen of the Northern Army, does anyone know what color your General Hua's pants are? Want to know? If you do, capture her and surrender, then you can pull down her pants and see."
"Hua Jinping, come quick and save her! What kind of Grand Marshal are you? You're nothing but a tigress, always hiding in your shell, too cowardly to even save your own brother's wife!"
"General, tell the brothers about how you fucked that little slut He Xian'er. After you hear it, we'll be eager to skin that little vixen."
Men below, listen up, my general is going to tell you about He Xian'er's little cunt. Listen: "First, peel off her padded jacket, then take off her undergarment. Wow! Such a white and tender back, and those little breasts are perky, like two little steamed buns. Aren't the little steamed buns fragrant? Of course they are. Let's take a bite. So delicious, let's eat a few more bites. Hmm, these two little grapes are also quite good, let's taste what they taste like. Hey! They're so sweet." "
Next, take off her black pants, let her bare buttocks, spread her buttocks open and take a look, her little asshole is really beautiful, hmm! Really beautiful!"
"Spread her white thighs, revealing her two fleshy mounds, let's feel them, the flesh is quite thick, quite soft, quite warm. Hey! It's really fucking exciting. Let's pick her little asshole first, it's a bit smelly, but it's tight enough, it feels strangely comfortable to grip your fingers. Hey, you guys down there, listen up, surrender quickly, we've caught Hua Jinping, let you pick her little asshole too, it feels so good!"
"What should we do now? Fuck her! Listen: I'll brandish my big spear, like a viper spitting its tongue, and with a thud, it'll plunge into her little cunt. I'll thrust and thrust, I'll stab and stab, I'm getting into the swing of things, I'll lift this little slut onto my big spear, halfway through, my spear skills are divine, who can beat me!..."
The shouting on the wall was lively, but the people below were silent. Their female general had been fucked by someone else, and to have it announced so loudly—how shameful! How could they have the face to argue back?
Some soldiers' attention was entirely on He Xian'er, who hadn't yet appeared on the other side. These soldiers had been conscripted for many years and had never touched a woman. Who cared whose general she was? Someone would help undress her; just looking wouldn't break military discipline. Many others had already let their minds wander, drifting towards Hua Jinping.
Hua Jinping was equally angry and desperate to save them. She gritted her teeth, her almond-shaped eyes wide with rage, and immediately ordered her troops to launch a fierce attack. A hail of crossbow bolts rained down from above. Although these crossbows fired bamboo arrows, they were all coated with a deadly poison; a single hit to the skin would be fatal. After
a period of attack, with over a hundred dead or wounded, they retreated. On the stockade wall, He Xian'er was found bound and dragged naked by four horses. Her face was filled with sorrow, she was in unbearable pain, and she kept crying out, "Third Sister-in-law, I deserve to die! I was accidentally poisoned by the miasma, bringing shame upon the Duan family! Quickly, fire your arrows! Let me die! Don't let me suffer any more humiliation!"
Hua Jinping knew she was telling the truth. Rather than watch her being tortured, it would be better to kill her with an arrow. However, she was at a lower position while the enemy was at a higher one, making it impossible to shoot the arrow. She could only watch helplessly as He Xian'er was hung from the flagpole, and then a large group of barbarian soldiers lined up and thrust their arrows into her body. The three female generals of the Duan family watched from below, utterly helpless, tears streaming down their faces, furious and enraged.
"Hua Jinping, come quickly! See how your sister-in-law died!" A barbarian soldier brought over a small black snake, about the thickness of a teacup but only a foot long.
"Hua Jinping, do you see this? This is called a 'man snake,' born specifically for women. It will make your sister-in-law experience pleasure to death."
Snakes were among the animals women feared most. Even hearing the mention of snakes would cause them to scream in terror. He Xian'er was a female general, but more importantly, she was a woman, and naturally, she couldn't escape that extreme fear of snakes, especially since she knew immediately what this snake was capable of.
He Xian'er, having been gang-raped for several days, had lost the intense urge she once felt. But when she saw the barbarian soldiers place the snake on the rope suspending her, she screamed in terror.
The snake, seemingly trained, hadn't paid any particular attention to He Xian'er initially, but upon her scream, it immediately turned and slithered down the rope.
It first reached her feet, which were bound behind her back, then swam up her calves, then her thighs, continuing its journey until it reached the fair buttocks of the young woman. Strangely, it used its tail to retreat backwards into her anus, then, amidst her terrified screams, it withdrew into her rectum. When it had retreated about halfway into the woman's anus, the large, triangular snake head swung, then moved down her perineum to her vulva, and slowly slithered inside.
That snake was truly a peculiar creature, seemingly born to toy with women. Unlike ordinary snakes that would simply find a hole and burrow in, this snake inserted the front half of its body into He Xian'er's vagina, then withdrew, only to burrow back in again, moving back and forth like a man's penis in the act. He Xian'er was now even more terrified, unsure how long this humiliation would last; she desperately wanted to die! Duan Xiuping couldn't bear to watch any longer.
Ignoring Hua Jinping's pleas, she rushed up the hillside, reached the wall, nocked an arrow, and fired. Xiuping's martial arts skills weren't the best among Duan Ai's women, but she was the strongest. The arrow struck He Xian'er squarely in the heart. He Xian'er uttered a single "thank you" before dying.
However, almost simultaneously, a crossbow bolt from the wall struck Duan Xiuping in the throat.
The phrase "blood-sealing" was indeed true. Duan Xiuping cried out, dropped her bow, and collapsed against the stockade wall, where the bodies of hundreds of Northern soldiers who had died or been wounded during the siege lay. Her eyes were wide open, a bitter smile on her face. She coughed twice, then remained motionless.
The commander on the wall, Meng Kai, wouldn't let her body go. He took his bow, nocked an arrow, and shot one into her high left breast, the second into her right. The third arrow pierced her clitoris, passing through her urethra, vagina, and rectum, embedding itself between her slightly parted thighs.
Suddenly, everything fell silent. Even the taunting band seemed shocked by the horrific scene, falling silent. Only the male snake continued its pleasure, thrusting in and out of He Xian'er's wet, fleshy orifice.
He Xian'er and Duan Xiuping were dead. The Northern army had suffered its first and most devastating loss since the start of the campaign. But He Xian'er didn't forget to tell her sisters about the miasma before she died. While others didn't notice, Hua Jinping did. She immediately gathered some local people to inquire and indeed learned about the miasma and how to prevent it.
Soon, Hua Jinping sent Wang Ke'er and Duan Xiuqing, who was escorting the grain, along the small path. This time, Meng Ken's tactic didn't work. Not only did it not work, but because the southern soldiers had never seen Xiuqing before, and she was disguised as an ordinary soldier, they didn't give Meng Ken a chance to escape and captured him. The group quickly passed through the miasma valley and circled around to the back of the village.
With Huayun Cave breached, Mengkan lost his defenses and was forced into a desperate battle. The first to encounter Mengkan was his third daughter, Duan Xiuqing. Caught in a dire situation, Mengkan fought with extraordinary ferocity. Xiuqing, momentarily distracted, had her weapon knocked away by Mengkan's axe. Then, Mengkan swung his axe backhand, cleaving Xiuqing in two at the waist. Half her body fell from her horse, which continued charging forward carrying the remaining half.
Her trousers, now cut at the waist, revealed her white buttocks and the most intimate parts of the young woman. Still not satisfied, Mengkan charged forward again, cleaving Xiuqing's buttocks in two from top to bottom, leaving her hanging upside down, her feet still hooked in the stirrups. Her intestines and belly dragged a long way on the ground before the wounded horse finally collapsed and died.
Seeing this, Hua Jinping and Wang Ke'er were heartbroken. Gritting their teeth, they charged forward together. Meng Kan held out for a while, but finally succumbed to the combined attack of the two female generals. He was knocked off his horse, and the Northern Army troops on both sides surrounded him, hacking him to pieces with swords and spears.
Hua Jinping and Wang Ke'er were victorious, but they couldn't be happy on their way back to the capital, because three more Duan family female generals had died in this battle. What they didn't expect was that while they were defending the front gate against the thieves, a fire broke out in the backyard, which burned the entire Duan family home to the ground.
The story begins with Xiu Lian.
The twelve female generals of the Duan family were all beautiful, but the most beautiful among them was Hua Jinping, and among the seven daughters, the fifth daughter, Xiu Lian, was the most beautiful.
Since submitting to Emperor Taizong, the six surviving female generals frequently served before the emperor. Yang Kun had naturally seen them. Although he already had over a dozen beautiful concubines, none possessed the unique heroic spirit of Xiulian, a woman skilled in martial arts. Therefore, he vowed to possess her. While Taizong was alive, he had begged his father to arrange a marriage for him, but Taizong refused. After Taizong's death, Yang Kun remembered this matter again and ordered Sun Jia to propose marriage to the Duan family, but was politely refused once more.
Yang Kun was furious at the time, but Sun Jia advised him that the six Duan women were all highly skilled in martial arts, and the country needed capable women, so he dared not be presumptuous. When a rebellion broke out in the south of Mengkan, the Duan women were ordered to lead the expedition. Sun Jia told Yang Kun that his opportunity had come, and then, under the pretext of keeping Xiulian at home to fulfill her filial duties, he allowed her to stay in the capital. The Duan family, unsuspecting, accepted the order and went to war without worry. Yang Kun, under Sun Jia's planning, began their conspiracy.
First, Yang Kun issued an imperial decree appointing Xiulian as a fourth-rank imperial bodyguard, specifically responsible for the security of the Empress's palace. This would allow her to enter the palace daily, giving him an opportunity to get closer to her. Yang Kun tried several times to woo her with words and promises of gold and jewels, attempting to win her heart, but she repeatedly refused.
Now Xiulian is twenty years old. Since being captured alive by Guo Yuan, she has matured considerably. Besides her martial arts skills improving significantly, her interpersonal skills have also grown considerably. Therefore, she rejected Yang Kun's marriage proposal again, leaving him with no reason to retaliate. He couldn't force her, as she was a military officer. Seeing that news from the front lines indicated that Hua Jinping's army had captured Mengkan's stronghold, and that their return would eliminate any chance for Yang Kun to succeed, he was frantic, like an ant on a hot pan, pacing around in circles.
He urgently summoned Sun Jia for advice. Sun Jia and Yang Kun had always been in cahoots, and Sun Jia had given him many wicked ideas, earning Yang Kun's deep appreciation.
Upon hearing that Yang Kun was worried about Xiulian, Sun Jia quickly comforted him, "Your Majesty, there's no need to worry. I have a plan to get Duan Xiulian. We just need to do this and that, and once she's become acquainted, for the sake of the Duan family's reputation, she won't dare disobey Your Majesty." Yang Kun was overjoyed, and the two quickly set up a trap, waiting for Xiulian to fall into it.
That day, Xiulian went to the palace for her duty. Upon arriving at the inner palace, she heard that the Empress had gone to the West Palace and was ordered to wait there. Since the Empress wasn't there, she figured nothing would happen, so Xiulian strolled around the palace courtyard.
Not long after, Yang Kun arrived in his carriage. Reaching the palace gate, he ordered the eunuchs to stay outside and casually walked in. Xiulian hurriedly knelt to pay her respects, but Yang Kun nonchalantly said, "Rise," and went alone towards the Empress's palace. Xiulian told him the Empress wasn't there, but he replied, "It's alright, I have nothing to do. I'll wait for her here." Xiulian wanted to follow him to protect him, but he refused.
Not long after entering the room, Yang Kun suddenly cried out in surprise. Xiu Lian was a guard responsible for the safety of the palace, so she drew her sword and rushed inside.
Yang Kun sat trembling on the ground. After being asked several questions, he only pointed to a phoenix carriage beside him.
Xiulian, unaware of the trap, rushed forward, lifted the curtain, and saw nothing. Turning back, she saw Yang Kun still pointing inside and assumed he was afraid of some insect, so she crawled inside to search.
The moment her hand touched the seat, she sensed something was wrong, but it was too late. Something grabbed her wrist and pulled her down onto the seat. Before she could react, her hands and feet were firmly held, and she lay there like a turtle, unable to move. Just as she opened her mouth to scream, a thick wooden pestle covered in leather was thrust into her mouth, forcing her voice back down.
It turned out that, to facilitate his games with the palace maids, Sun Jia had designed this "auspicious carriage" for Yang Kun. The carriage had a mechanism that, if anyone unknowingly touched it, would immediately activate, firmly fixing their limbs in place.
Moreover, under Yang Kun's control, the Ruyi Carriage could change position while constantly controlling the woman's limbs, allowing the captured woman to assume any posture convenient for his viewing and manipulation. Sun Jia's suggestion to Yang Kun was to trick Xiulian into getting into the carriage, and then, while she was unable to escape, take her body first, so she would naturally have no choice but to agree to enter the palace as a concubine.
Xiulian was young after all, unaware that such a sex toy existed in the world, and even less likely to know that the Emperor, in order to obtain her, had actually tricked the Empress out of the harem and used her phoenix carriage canopy to disguise the Ruyi Carriage. At first, she thought she had been captured by assassins, but when Yang Kun arrived at the palace gate and sent away the other guards who had rushed over upon hearing the commotion, she realized that she had fallen for his trick.
Yang Kun came over and quickly removed the disguised carriage canopy, seeing Xiulian's upper body lying on the cushion, her hands holding the cushion on both sides, secured by two steel hoops, her legs spread apart kneeling on a platform, each knee and ankle secured by a steel hoop.
He pulled a crank from the carriage and turned it, causing Xiulian to feel the support under her knees rise until it was almost as high as the seat.
Because her limbs were firmly fixed, and the wooden pestle in her mouth was also fixed to the seat, she could only kneel there with her head lower than her buttocks, her beautiful, plump buttocks sticking out high in the air.
For a seasoned female general, to be placed in such a position before a man with ill intentions was an indescribable humiliation and fear. She couldn't cry out, only weep and whimper through her nose, hoping that Gaozong would pity her and let her go, but that was just wishful thinking.
Seeing Xiulian like this, Gaozong's penis was already as hard as an iron rod, his heart pounding like a drum. He wanted nothing more than to devour her whole; any pity he had initially felt had vanished completely.
He rushed forward impatiently, ripping open the wide belt around her waist and pulling her white blouse down to her armpits, revealing her fair back. Then he removed the white binding, stood behind her, and peered between her legs, reaching his hand under her suspended belly to grasp her soft breasts. He slowly stimulated her nipples, gradually increasing the pressure and speed. She twisted her body, moaning in terror and struggling desperately, but to no avail. Finally
, he saw a damp patch in her white crotch. Knowing what it was, he quickly unbuckled her belt, pulling her trousers down to her knees, revealing her round, jade-like buttocks, her light brown anus, and her most intimate parts.
She was still a virgin; although her legs were spread, her thick labia majora remained tightly closed, leaving only a thin slit in the middle. Her pubic hair was relatively thick, but mostly concentrated on the mons pubis, almost sparse near the perineum.
He gently parted the girl's labia with his fingers, his hands getting a sticky, wet liquid on them—definitely not urine—which pleased him greatly. Then he forcefully separated the girl's labia completely, exposing the pink flesh inside. He pinched her clitoris, slowly twisting it; her moans became rapid and trembling, and the fluid from her vulva increased.
Yang Kun, roused, lifted his dragon robe, removed his undergarment, and pulled out a penis. Despite Yang Kun's seemingly weak hands, his penis was quite large and hard, especially the large glans, which resembled a giant red mushroom.
He first rubbed the penis against the female general's snow-white buttocks a few times, then slid it downwards, stopping at the entrance of her anus. This made the already terrified Xiulian scream even more desperately. He slowly pushed in, enjoying the unique sensation of instilling fear in the highly skilled female general. When he felt he had teased her enough, he continued to slide downwards into her vulva.
The girl was even more frightened now. The muscles in her buttocks twitched violently, and her supple waist swayed like a snake, making her beautiful buttocks even more alluring. This time, Yang Kun couldn't resist any longer and thrust himself into the girl's vagina. Xiulian's moans stopped abruptly, and she ceased struggling, leaving only soft sobs.
After finishing, Yang Kun manipulated a mechanism to remove the wooden pestle from Xiulian's mouth. Then, while continuing to caress her buttocks, he tried to persuade her to submit to him, since she was no longer a virgin.
Unexpectedly, Xiulian gritted her teeth and said, "Yang Kun, you tyrant! As long as Duan Xiulian is alive, don't even think about making me submit to you. I will never let you go."
Yang Kun was terrified. He couldn't let Xiulian go, nor could he keep her. Not knowing what to do, he hurriedly went out of the room to order someone to summon Sun Jia. In fact, Sun Jia was in the palace, waiting to hear Yang Kun's good news. Hearing Emperor Gaozong's summons, he rushed over and, seeing this scene, knew things were bad.
"Your Majesty, in my opinion, if we release Xiulian, she will leave the palace and bring the Duan family, young and old, to the palace to demand justice, which will be a disgrace to Your Majesty. Moreover, this woman is highly skilled in martial arts, and no one in the capital can match her. Wouldn't it be pointless to ruin her life? In my opinion, Xiulian cannot be released."
"Can't be released? Are we to keep her in the palace?"
"Your Majesty, since we can't release her, and we can't keep her, why not just kill her? Without her spreading rumors, no one here will dare to spread this matter, and there will be no trouble." "
But what if the Duan family asks me for her? Hua Jinping is not someone to be trifled with."
"I know. Things have come to this point, and we can't worry about that now. Anyway, there's an urgent report from the border that Nan Yue has been destroyed, and Hua Jinping has led her troops back. Why not eliminate the root of the problem and kill Hua Jinping and her associates together, and that will be the end of it."
"But how do we get rid of Hua Jinping? We need a crime."
"Your Majesty, let's keep the matter of killing Duan Xiulian a secret for now. Tell the Duan family that she has been ordered to welcome the returning army. Once we capture Hua Jinping and Wang Ke'er, we can falsely accuse Duan Xiulian of attempting an assassination in the palace and being killed on the spot. We can then accuse Hua Jinping and the others of holding military power and conspiring with Duan Xiulian and her sister-in-law to rebel, and execute them all."
"Duan Xiulian is here; killing her would be easy. Hua Jinping and the others are leading troops outside and possess unparalleled martial arts skills; how can we capture them?"
"We can send Guo Yuan to the capital on behalf of Your Majesty to welcome the army and reward them. Then, under the pretext of bestowing imperial wine, we can drug the two women and capture them." "
Guo Yuan is capable of this task."
"Guo Yuan has long harbored desires for the women of the Duan family. If Your Majesty allows him to choose between Hua Jinping and Wang Ke'er for three days after the deed is done, Guo Yuan will certainly agree."
"Very well, as you wish, my dear minister."
The two men forced the wooden pestle into Xiulian's small mouth again, then covered the Ruyi carriage with the canopy of the phoenix palanquin, and ordered their trusted eunuchs to come in and push the Ruyi carriage out of the inner palace, heading straight for the Cold Palace.
This Cold Palace occupied a considerable area and was originally a place to imprison errant concubines and palace maids. The Yang family dynasty had only been established for a year, and there were no palace maids to imprison, so it was empty.
The eunuchs pushed the Ruyi carriage in, all the way to the innermost courtyard, and then withdrew as ordered, leaving only Yang Kun and Sun Jia. Yang Kun drew his sword, walked to the front of the carriage, lifted the canopy, revealing Duan Xiulian kneeling on it with her buttocks sticking out.
Yang Kun pressed the tip of his sword against her vaginal opening, which was stained with a small amount of virgin blood, and then said viciously, "Since you refuse to submit to me, don't blame me for being ruthless."
At this moment, Xiulian had already resolved to die: "You tyrant, kill me! In my next life, I will avenge this."
Yang Kun, emboldened by some unknown source, closed his eyes and with a mighty thrust, plunged his three-foot sword into the beauty's vagina, piercing straight to her heart. Xiulian let out a miserable groan, her slender fingers clenching tightly, her small legs twitching violently, her buttocks trembling uncontrollably. She struggled for a full quarter of an hour before finally collapsing and dying.
As the saying goes, walls have ears, and besides, Yang Kun and Sun Jia's perverse actions had long been disapproved of. One of Guo Yuan's lieutenants, already deeply dissatisfied with the actions of these wicked rulers and ministers, overheard Sun Jia's secret message to Guo Yuan. Knowing the inside story, fearing for Hua Jinping's safety, he made an excuse to leave the mansion and rushed to her that very night to tell her the truth.
Hua Jinping and Wang Ke'er were initially skeptical, but when they met Guo Yuan and inquired about matters in the capital, especially Xiu Lian, Guo Yuan's evasive behavior confirmed their suspicions. When Guo Yuan was serving the imperial wine, Hua Jinping suddenly asked, "General Guo, could you please prepare some cold water before serving the wine?"
"What? Cold water?"
"Yes, I heard that after taking sleeping potion, a spray of cold water is enough to wake one. Today, while drinking General Guo's wine, I'm afraid some cold water will be needed."
Hua Jinping's unexpected question stunned Guo Yuan. Knowing his scheme had been exposed, he suddenly drew his sword and shouted to his men, "Quickly capture the traitor!"
But Hua Jinping was prepared; Guo Yuan couldn't succeed. His men were already under her watchful eye and unable to move.
Guo Yuan's martial arts were far superior to Duan Xiu Lian and the other two girls, but far inferior to Hua Jinping and Wang Ke'er. He was captured by the two female generals in just a few moves. Guo Yuan, never a man of principle, immediately knelt and begged for mercy when captured, revealing everything. The generals were furious and declared they would follow Hua Jinping to the capital to confront the tyrannical emperor. Thus, the army immediately broke camp and marched towards the capital that very night.
News of this reached the capital, frightening Yang Kun, who summoned Sun Jia that very night for a discussion. Yang Kun had already killed all the capable military commanders in the capital; besides, even if they hadn't been killed, they would never have intervened in this matter. Those who had always colluded with Sun Jia, though some were military officers, were at best second-rate and incomparable to Hua Jinping. But Sun Jia, being cunning, immediately remembered that the entire Duan family was in the capital, and Hua Jinping was extremely filial. He then sent men to capture over three hundred members of the Duan family as hostages.
Enough of the preamble. Hua Jinping and her men stormed the capital, only to find the gates tightly shut. Sun Jia, directing operations from the city wall, saw them arrive and, of course, launched into a series of sophistry. When that failed, he tried to pressure Hua Jinping with the principles of ruler-subject, father-son, and son-son relationships. When that failed, he ordered Duan Xiu's wives and concubines to be brought out.
"Hua Jinping," Sun Jia said, "though you disregard the proper roles of ruler and subject, and have committed insubordination, do you not also care about the bond between father and son? Are you going to watch your mother-in-law's entire family suffer because of you? I advise you to dismount and surrender immediately, so I can capture you and hand you over to His Majesty for judgment. Perhaps His Majesty will spare your life because of your service in the conquest of Nanyue. Otherwise, I will have your entire Duan family executed, and see how you face your deceased husband then."
Everyone has a fatal weakness, and filial piety was Hua Jinping's and Wang Ke'er's weakness. How could they bear to see their mother-in-law's entire family of three hundred die because of them?
On the city wall, Madam Duan, a very polite woman, called out loudly, "Ping'er, Ke'er, you mustn't take your own lives! We are old and frail, and life and death mean nothing to us. You must not lay down your weapons, for that is a dead end!" If
Madam Duan hadn't called out, Hua Jinping and Ke'er would have hesitated. But now that Madam Duan had called out, they remembered how their mother-in-law had treated them like her own daughters since they married into the family, and they were even more determined not to let them suffer.
"Sun Jia, quickly release the old lady and the entire Duan family. You can deal with Jinping as you see fit."
"Fine, then dismount, drop your weapons, remove your armor, and come to me bound."
"Release my whole family first."
"What if you attack the city again after I release them?"
"I, Hua Jinping, am a woman of my word. How could I go
back on my word?" "No, no, no, I still don't trust you. I'll surrender first."
"How do I know you won't change your mind?"
"I'm acting on behalf of His Majesty. His Majesty is the emperor, and his word is his bond. How can he go back on his word?"
"Couldn't you forge an imperial edict and make the foolish emperor speak for himself?"
Yang Kun, who had been hiding in the city wall, came out trembling when he heard things had calmed down: "Hua Jinping, I have heard about your agreement with Sun Jia. I promised that after you are brought to justice, I will release your whole family and allow them to continue enjoying the glory of royalty."
"You said it yourself! The soldiers of the three armies are here to witness it. If you break your promise, what will your fate be?"
"If I break my promise, may I be struck down by heaven and earth."
"In that case, my sister and I will immediately bind ourselves and enter the city."
The soldiers knew that Sun Jia and Gao Zong were always untrustworthy, and that the lives of Hua Jinping and Wang Ke'er couldn't guarantee the safety of the Duan family. They all advised Hua Jinping and Wang Ke'er not to fall for their trick, but the two women, knowing it was a trap, had to jump in.
They jumped off their horses, discarded their weapons, and removed their armor, leaving only their undergarments. Their female soldiers bound them, and
they walked fearlessly to the city walls. Two baskets were lowered down, and they were allowed to sit in them before being pulled up to the high walls. Yang Kun and Sun Jia, still not satisfied, had soldiers check from a distance to ensure the women were securely bound before allowing them to be lowered. Seeing that the two women were bound, Yang Kun felt the crisis had passed and relaxed slightly. However, his lustful desires resurfaced, and he carefully examined the two women from head to toe.
Seeing that both women were around twenty-four or twenty-five years old, the older Wang Ke'er, dressed in red, exuded a fiery wildness, while Hua Jinping, in simple white, revealed an unparalleled elegance. Both were slender and beautiful, with slim waists, long legs, firm breasts, and high, shapely buttocks. Bound tightly with ropes, their tops were accentuated by the ropes, making Yang Kun completely mesmerized. If Sun Jia hadn't reminded him, he would have forgotten why he was there.
Seeing that the two women were no longer in danger, Yang Kun grew bolder and shouted sternly, "You audacious woman! I am here! Kneel down!"
"Bah! My sisters fought for the court, protecting the Yang family's empire. You, instead of striving for progress, repeatedly harm loyal officials. What grudge does my Duan family have against you that you would have my aunt pierced to death with a sword in the Ruyi carriage? My sisters pacified Nanyue for you, and instead of rewarding them, you sent Guo Yuan to harm me! This Yang family's empire is about to be destroyed by you. Let's see how you will face the late emperor in the afterlife! Such a wicked and incompetent ruler, why should I kneel before you!" These words left Yang Kun red-faced and speechless.
Sun Jia rushed to the emperor's aid: "You audacious woman! As the saying goes, 'When the emperor commands a subject to die, the subject must die; otherwise, he is disloyal.' Your Majesty's desire to take Duan Xiulian as a concubine is a great favor to your Duan family. But this lowly maid Xiulian is ungrateful and disobeys the imperial decree; her crime is unforgivable. You have received the late king's favor, yet instead of repaying the country, you raise an army to rebel. What crime should you be punished for? And you dare to argue so boldly! Your Majesty, this rebellious and despicable woman should be executed immediately."
"Indeed, audacious woman, raising an army to rebel, the crime deserves the extermination of your entire family. I will spare your family's lives because of your merit in pacifying Nanyue, but you two must not be let go before you are executed. Guards, take these two lowly women to the Cold Palace and execute them by slow slicing in three days." Warriors came from both sides, dragged the two female generals down from the city wall, and brought them into the palace in a carriage.
If the two women were guilty of treason, according to the law, they should be executed on the spot without delay. Why then did Yang Kun send them to the Cold Palace? Sun Jia knew this very well. It turned out that Yang Kun was extremely fond of Hua Jinping's beauty and wanted to enjoy her before her execution. Such matters could not be made public, so they had to be carried out secretly in the palace.
When Hua Jinping and her companion decided to surrender themselves, they knew what their fate would be. The agony of being slowly sliced to death was unavoidable; it was only a matter of how many cuts they would endure. However, the humiliation of being slowly sliced to death was something they could not let go of.
Lingchi (death by a thousand cuts) was a form of execution that prolonged the suffering of the condemned until death. There were no fixed rules governing its application. Records state: "Lingchi is a method of dismemberment, where the body is cut inch by inch until no part of it is intact. Then, the genitals are removed, and for women, their internal organs are removed to end their lives. The body is dismembered, the bones are pickled, and then the execution is complete." This means that the condemned's body was first cut until no part of it was intact. Then, regardless of gender, the external genitalia were removed, the abdomen was opened, the internal organs were removed, and the body was cut into several pieces before execution.
Many prisoners, even after being reduced to bare bones, still writhed and suffering.
Hua Jinping and her companion were not afraid of the pain of being cut a thousand times, but lingchi required being stripped naked and displayed in public. Furthermore, they would have their most sacred and shameful parts castrated in public by a stranger. This was something these virtuous women could not tolerate, but for the sake of the Duan family's lives, they had to endure it all.
Hua Jinping and her companion surrendered themselves in the morning. After being imprisoned in the Cold Palace, Sun Jia, knowing they wouldn't resist, ordered their ropes to be untied. The two were locked in a cell, and their first meal was surprisingly good. Knowing what was to come, the two sisters-in-law removed their silk sashes, white ribbons binding their chests, and leg bindings, leaving them in only a thin shirt and trousers. Since they were going to die anyway, they might as well enjoy their freedom; there was nothing left to cover them up. At the latest, their bodies would be exposed to countless men.
Things happened faster than expected. They hadn't imagined that Yang Kun, the emperor, would be so absurd as to rape female prisoners, nor that he couldn't even wait a day.
That evening, a dozen eunuchs arrived at the Cold Palace, pushing in two strangely shaped carriages. Having learned of Xiulian's ordeal from Guo Yuan, they immediately guessed these were the auspicious carriages.
They now understood why Yang Kun hadn't killed them immediately, but instead imprisoned them in the palace. At the same time, they knew that if they wanted to resist, these eunuchs wouldn't be a match for any one of them, and even with the hundreds of guards outside, breaking out would be a piece of cake.
But now, the lives of their entire family were in their hands; if they resisted, all three hundred of them would surely die. Therefore, no matter what they wanted to do to them, they could only endure it.
For a truly frail young woman, this kind of treatment might be bearable, but Hua Jinping and Wang Ke'er were powerful female generals, yet they were powerless to use their strength; the pain was especially unforgettable.
"Did Yang Kun send you?" Hua Jinping asked.
As expected, the head eunuch bowed deeply to Hua Jinping and said with great sympathy, "General Hua, we know your grievances are deep, but we are already crippled. Besides this palace, we have nowhere else to stand. The Emperor sent us here to invite you to ride in his carriage. We are merely his dogs, here on imperial orders. If we fail to fulfill our mission, we will surely die. We know we are no match for you two; a fight would be like throwing eggs against a rock. If you have pity on us, please don't make things difficult for us. Otherwise, just kill us to save us from the torment of that tyrannical emperor."
The eunuch's words were indeed heartfelt, and Hua Jinping and Wang Ke'er naturally did not want to trouble these weaklings.
"Speak, what do you want?"
"We just want you two to get into the carriage yourselves."
"What's in the carriage?"
"To be honest, there's a trap inside. Once you get in, you'll be locked in place, with no way to move. Then, whatever the tyrant wants to do to you, even your greatest abilities will be useless. Think it over carefully. If you don't want to get in, no one can stop you. But once you're in, it'll be too late to regret it."
The eunuch knew that Hua Jinping and her companion were incredibly clever, and it was impossible to hide anything from them. Naturally, he couldn't trick them into getting in, so he simply told the truth. If they were just two petty people, they wouldn't have come here to die for their families. But if they were true heroes, they wouldn't have the heart to make things difficult for them, their servants.
As expected, Hua Jinping and her companion exchanged a knowing glance, then said, "I won't make things difficult for you. If you were afraid of regretting it, you wouldn't have come here. Which one is for me?" "
Both generals are truly heroes. We will be forever grateful for your kindness. These two carriages are the same; please choose one."
Actually, with over three hundred members of the Duan family as hostages, there was no need for the Ruyi Carriage. Yang Kun wanted Hua Jinping and her companion's bodies, and they couldn't resist. However, he always felt guilty, so he first sent eunuchs to restrain the two female generals.
Originally, he intended for the eunuchs to lure the two women into the carriage, but the head eunuch was a very clever man. Instead, he told the truth, leading them to board the Ruyi Carriage themselves.
This Ruyi Carriage could transform into many different shapes; currently, it resembled two armchairs.
Hua Jinping knew she had no other choice, so she went straight to the nearest Ruyi Carriage. The moment her buttocks touched the cushion, the carriage started moving.
With a clang, four steel claws seized the female general's wrists and ankles, pulling her in all directions to form a large "fire" shape. The cushion also pushed her buttocks upwards with a whoosh, then unfolded into a saddle-shaped support, perfectly supporting her waist and hips, causing her abdomen to arch upwards and her torso to curve into a large, curved bow. Another small support held her head up, preventing it from drooping too low. The iron
arms holding her ankles were deliberately designed to open at a large angle, spreading her legs to their limit. She tried to struggle but couldn't, so she placed her head on the small support and let it be.
Now it was Wang Ke'er's turn.
Although she knew what the thing was for and was prepared to endure anything, seeing Hua Jinping fixed in such a humiliating position, she hesitated for a long time before finally making the painful decision to go over.
There was a footrest in front of the grand chair. To sit down, one had to stand on the footrest, then turn around and sit down. That's how Hua Jinping got on, so Wang Ke'er thought she would be lifted up like Jinping, lying face up.
But as soon as she stood on the footrest, before she could even turn around and sit down, the footrest suddenly extended outward by nearly two feet, as if she had been thrown from behind. Wang Ke'er, whose attention was entirely focused on the seat, was forced to fall forward.
The mechanism activated very suddenly and unexpectedly. Wang Ke'er reflexively braced herself with her hands on the seat to cushion the fall, but then her hands were grabbed by steel claws extending from the side of the seat, and her feet were almost simultaneously seized. Then, with a pull, her hands and feet were spread out, and the seat bounced upward, accurately supporting her out-of-control torso, making her lie on the chariot like a turtle.
Seeing that the two women had boarded the chariot, the eunuchs, their mission accomplished, withdrew. A while later, Yang Kun and Sun Jia appeared in the Cold Palace. Did the Emperor, a dignified ruler, really allow other men to watch him play with women? Indeed.
This Yang Kun was truly a debauched and utterly absurd emperor, and he and Sun Jia were a pair of scoundrels. Sun Jia was originally Yang Kun's teacher. When Sun Jia was still the Crown Prince, this teacher and student colluded, committing many outrageous acts.
Abducting women and kidnapping wives goes without saying; the two even went so far as to exchange concubines. Before Yang Kun ascended the throne, he already had seventeen or eighteen wives and concubines. Apart from his principal wife, Zhang, whose marriage was arranged by Emperor Taizong, all the other concubines were ones he later seized. Sun Jia had specifically arranged all the bride-snatching for him, and incidentally, he also managed to snatch a few young and beautiful virgins for his own amusement.
Once, Yang Kun visited the Sun residence and was intrigued by a concubine Sun Jia had just acquired. He shamelessly demanded she be given to him. Knowing Sun Jia had only had her for a few days and was reluctant to part with her, Yang Kun agreed to exchange her for his own concubine.
The two found exchanging women quite amusing, and it became their unique activity. Later, they stopped exchanging altogether, each taking their newly acquired women to a place for group sex. This practice continued unabated even after Yang Kun became emperor.
Empress Zhang, Yang Kun's first wife, disapproved of him but was powerless to do anything about it. In a fit of anger, she ignored Yang Kun completely except for formal holidays and celebrations, even when he entered the inner palace.
Now, having captured two beautiful female generals, the two were in cahoots and naturally intended to enjoy them together. In fact, even if only Hua Jinping had been captured, the situation of being raped by the two in turn would have been inevitable.
After the two entered, Sun Jia naturally wanted the Emperor to choose between the two targets.
It was no surprise that Hua Jinping was their preferred target, and Yang Kun would definitely choose her first. But before that, he wanted to take advantage of Wang Ke'er first.
While Wang Ke'er's beauty couldn't compare to Hua Jinping's, it was like the difference between a diamond and an emerald—both were still rare gems. So, he first moved to Wang Ke'er's side, grabbing her hair and making her look up for a while. Then he placed his hand on her high-raised buttocks, squeezing them hard a few times, before reaching between her legs and groping her private parts.
Although he had mentally prepared himself, Wang Ke'er's body still trembled uncontrollably when her private parts were touched.
After touching Wang Ke'er, Yang Kun went to Hua Jinping's side, indicating that he had chosen her. Sun Jia had a peculiar habit: watching others play with women excited him more. So, he went to Wang Ke'er's side, slowly caressing her through her clothes, while his eyes were fixed on Hua Jinping beside her.
Although Yang Kun and Hua Jinping didn't speak, and Hua Jinping couldn't see them from her position, she could clearly sense their presence. Therefore, before Yang Kun even touched her body, she was already trembling.
Yang Kun stood between Hua Jinping's legs, less than half a foot away from her lower body, carefully admiring the woman who had almost ruined his empire and his life.
Her body was so perfect, any more would be too fat, any less would be too thin; he wondered how heaven had created such a unique beauty.
Her torso was arched, causing her thin white blouse to be pushed up by her two proudly erect breasts, forming two round mounds, each topped with a small peak. Because her waist was supported by a brace, her head and shoulders were lowered, and her arms were pulled diagonally upwards, her blouse was pulled up to her upper abdomen, revealing her waistband and half of her snow-white belly.
Her thighs were pulled to their limit, her crotch clinging tightly to her body, vaguely outlining the contours of her lower body.
Yang Kun was extremely excited. He quickly pulled off Hua Jinping's shoes and socks, revealing her feet, which were also white, tender, and slender. Her arches were deep, curved like two kittens poised to pounce on their prey. Unable to suppress his urge, he cupped one of her jade-like feet and began to lick it. The sensation was both tingling and itchy, and Hua Jinping couldn't help but gasp heavily. After licking one foot, he licked the other, and after licking both, Yang Kun's interest in her breasts grew unusually strong.
Then, Hua Jinping felt a pair of thick, fleshy hands placed on her bare abdomen, stroking it horizontally and moving upwards, while simultaneously pushing her clothes up. She unconsciously twisted her body slightly, whimpering pitifully, but the man's hands ultimately pushed her clothes up to her breasts, then suddenly ripped them apart. A pair of soft, newly peeled rooster-head-like breasts were now completely exposed to Yang Kun's eyes.
"Damn, this little slut is much more alluring than that Duan Xiulian," Yang Kun thought to himself, his hands already reaching for those breasts, kneading and rubbing them.
Although Hua Jinping's marriage to the third young master of the Duan family hadn't been long, she had already tasted the forbidden fruit, making her naturally very sensitive to stimulation in key areas.
It was a very peculiar tingling sensation, irresistible even when every nerve in her body was activated. Her body's reaction began to intensify; her beautiful buttocks slowly writhed driven by that sensation, and the moans in her throat turned into fearful screams. However, only she knew that it wasn't out of fear of rape, but out of fear of being seen by her partner, forcing her to use fearful screams to mask her true feelings.
Yang Kun and Sun Jia had been playing with women for quite some time, and they understood this female general's physiological reactions even better than they did themselves.
Seeing Hua Jinping's seemingly frightened expression, Yang Kun knew what to do next. He immediately clenched his right fist, raising only his middle finger, and pressed it against Hua Jinping's mons pubis through her pants. He slid it down her midline towards her legs, pressing inward. Hua Jinping's body immediately stiffened, all her muscles tensing, then relaxed as if exhausted, only to tense again.
He then extended his other middle finger, tracing it upward from under her buttocks, stopping about half an inch below his right hand, where he could clearly feel the deep indentation of another opening. He thrust into that opening, causing her even greater discomfort; her muscles began to twitch, finally causing her to involuntarily utter the words, "Please, don't," even though she knew it was futile.
Slowly, he felt the pants at his fingertips become wet, and the wetness quickly spread to the surrounding fabric. The once snow-white pants became semi-transparent, clinging tightly to her genitals, exposing her intimate parts completely.
Yang Kun's game of hide-and-seek finally came to an end. He unbuckled Hua Jinping's belt, grabbed her waistband, and forcefully pulled it apart. Being a man after all, he ripped the snow-white trousers open from the crotch, leaving only two isolated legs. He pulled them down to her ankles; the female general now had no secrets left. The whole process was slow and sensual, making Sun Jia uncontrollably excited. He quickly tore Wang Ke'er's clothes to shreds as well, his large hands already impatiently resting on the female general's bare buttocks.
Because the pre-coital stimulation was so effective, the subsequent actions went very smoothly. Yang Kun first took off his own clothes, his hard erection pressing against Hua Jinping's vulva, then reached out and grasped her breasts.
With a sudden tightening of his grip and a thrust of his hips, he plunged his penis deep into the female general's body with a resounding "plop." The man's hairy thighs slammed against the woman's snow-white buttocks, producing a crisp "smack." The female general let out a desperate cry, and two streams of hot tears flowed from her eyes like a spring. Then the man loosened his grip, and his penis slowly withdrew. Just as it was halfway back, his grip tightened again, his abdomen thrust forward, and another "smack" resounded...
On the other side, Sun Jia's actions proceeded silently. A woman's buttocks were Sun Jia's greatest pleasure, so he grabbed Wang Ke's soft waist with both hands, thrusting his penis all the way in, and then vigorously shook his lower body, rubbing his lower abdomen against Wang Ke's plump white buttocks, deforming those round, beautiful buttocks.
After the deed was done, the two men did not leave, but sat down to eat something, and then switched places.
As mentioned earlier, the Ruyi Chariot could change shape at will. Yang Kun approached Wang Ke'er's chariot, pulled the handle, and Wang Ke'er's hands were twisted behind her back, as if she were tied up. Then her upper body was lifted up, making her stand upright, while her legs were bent and pulled back, putting her in a horse stance with her hands behind her back. A long platform unfolded beneath her.
Yang Kun lay flat on his back under her body, reached under the platform and did something, and the platform lifted him up until his penis was about an inch inside Wang Ke'er's body. This position was too tiring to move in, so he didn't want to exert himself. There was a mechanism on the chariot, and Yang Kun activated it. The middle of the platform bulged upwards rhythmically, and Yang Kun's penis naturally began to thrust in and out of Wang Ke'er's vagina.
As usual, Sun Jia liked to play with buttocks, so Hua Jinping's legs were also curled up and pulled back, her two thighs almost touching his chest. Then Sun Jia inserted himself and continued to sway and enjoy the softness and sexiness of the female general's beautiful buttocks.
Before leaving, Yang Kun and Sun Jia completely stripped Hua Jinping and Wang Ke'er of their already torn clothes. After they left, the eunuchs released the two female generals. From that moment on, the two female generals were left without any covering until they died in full view of everyone.
The next morning, the emperor and his minister returned to the Cold Palace and, after further abusing Hua Jinping and Wang Ke'er, did not leave. Instead, they ordered the eunuchs to come in and begin their final interrogation before their deaths. When
the two female generals learned that Yang Kun intended to rape them, they initially only felt that this tyrannical emperor was utterly absurd, even scavenging others' leftovers. However, during the rape, they realized he had an even more absurd side—he wanted to share the women he had used with his subjects. Yet, they also felt a sense of relief, because at least they wouldn't be killed in public.
In the past, emperors, for the sake of their dignity, would never allow anyone else to touch the women they had once possessed. They wouldn't even allow outside men to see their faces. Therefore, even if an emperor's woman committed a heinous crime, she would be executed in the cold palace, never dragged to the streets.
For example, there was a Ming Dynasty emperor named Zhu Houzhao. Because of his excessive debauchery, the palace maids, unable to bear his abuse, took a desperate measure. Led by Yang Jinying, twelve palace maids attempted to strangle Consort Duan in her palace, but the plot was discovered and they failed, though it terrified Zhu Houzhao.
This emperor had always favored Consort Duan and Consort Ning, which the empress deeply resented. This time, the emperor was terrified, and the empress presided over the case. Taking advantage of this opportunity to eliminate dissidents, she linked Consort Duan and Consort Ning to the regicide case. Including three other palace maids implicated, a total of fifteen palace maids and two concubines were sentenced to death by slow slicing. The oldest of the fifteen palace maids was twenty-five years old, and the youngest was only eleven; all were killed by being torn apart.
Xisi Archway was the site of Beijing's execution grounds at the time. Fifteen young women were stripped naked, their virgin genitals exposed, and bound to fifteen wooden donkeys at the execution ground.
These donkeys were not the same as those used for public parades; they were simply two wooden stakes. Before the execution, the naked female prisoners' hands were spread apart, and long iron nails were driven into the two stakes at the wrists, forming a "Y" shape. Then, their feet were nailed to the bottom of the stakes, forming a large "fire" character. Then, their skin was cut starting from their chests.
The punishment of slow slicing varied in severity, from as few as twelve cuts to as many as a thousand. The palace women had committed regicide, so they were executed using the most severe method. The razor blades began cutting from their pink nipples, each cut no bigger than a fingernail. It took dozens of cuts to remove just one breast. After the breasts, they moved to the buttocks, then the genitals. The palace maids' labia and clitoris were shredded piece by piece, the bloody, mangled flesh littering the execution platform.
It is said that each of the fifteen palace maids was cut 3,600 times, and their pitiful groans could still be heard three days later.
What about the two imperial concubines? Because they were the emperor's women, for the sake of royal dignity, their bodies could not be seen by outsiders, so they were executed in the Cold Palace.
There were eunuchs specifically assigned to carry out these executions. The emperors believed these eunuchs were not men, so there was no need to hide the bodies of the concubines from them. In reality, the eunuchs were only castrated; their testicles, which secrete sex hormones, were not removed. Therefore, although they could not have normal sexual intercourse, their sexual arousal and desire remained. Thus, given the opportunity, they would find ways to release their pent-up desires.
In the late Qing Dynasty, to demonstrate the emperor's favor, many high-ranking eunuchs were allowed to build residences and marry. Many even had multiple wives and concubines, and kept mistresses. Rather than showing off their wealth, it was more likely that physical attraction to women wasn't enough to satisfy them, so they needed more women for their amusement. Allowing these eunuchs to control their own concubines was a form of self-deception for the imperial family. The
imperial concubines were far better maintained than the palace maids; their delicate skin, soft breasts, rounded buttocks, and alluring triangles excited the eunuchs immensely. Naturally, they couldn't escape the merciless caresses, kneading, and probing of those large hands. Ultimately, they were cut into pieces, a form of cuckoldry that the emperor wore many times without ever realizing it.
Hua Jinping and Wang Ke'er thought that since the emperor had raped them, he would treat them as his personal possessions and wouldn't allow them to be publicly displayed for the common people to see. However, Yang Kun was so absurd as to disregard all this and insisted on executing them in public.
The interrogation the day before the execution had no other purpose than to make the two women confess their crimes so that their execution would be justified.
The two women refused to cooperate, so Yang Kun ordered his eunuchs to take turns torturing them. Of course, he didn't want them to be bloodied and bruised; he wanted to attract more onlookers. Such an emperor was indeed rare.
Although the eunuchs felt the two women were wronged, they dared not disobey orders, and besides, with two beautiful women around, why not take advantage of the opportunity to vent their desires? So, in front of Yang Kun and Sun Jia, the eunuchs groped the two female generals' naked bodies repeatedly, cleaning their anuses and genitals, working all afternoon, but still couldn't get a confession from them.
But that didn't matter much, because the emperor could kill whomever he wanted without a reason; confessions were just empty words. However, he didn't want the common people outside to know about his absurd behavior, so the next day, before taking the two women to the execution ground with their hands bound, he had their tongues tied with horsehair, so they could only scream but couldn't speak.
The two women were pushed, bound, by the eunuchs in a cart to the west gate of the imperial city. Because eunuchs weren't allowed to leave the palace without imperial permission, the two women were handed over to the waiting imperial guards at the gate.
Outside the imperial city, the common people, having heard the news, had already formed a dense crowd. As the saying goes, "the wise are above, the foolish below," these people, educated in traditional ways to keep the people ignorant, only knew the strict hierarchy and didn't care about reason or logic. Although Yang Kun's antics in court had instigated rebellion, Sun Jia understood the importance of winning over the hearts of the people in the capital. Therefore, the people of the capital lived relatively peacefully and prosperously, and naturally, they wouldn't rise up against the court. Everyone said the Duan family was plotting a rebellion and should be executed along with their entire family.
The beauty of the Duan family's female generals was well-known, but ordinary people rarely saw them in person. So, having the opportunity to see them in person today, especially naked, how could they not flock to the scene? To secure a good spot, many people hadn't slept the night before, waiting all night at the execution ground and along the route of their public parade.
When Hua Jinping and her companion were escorted out of the palace, it was already early morning, and the sky was bright. Upon seeing these two former pampered and high-ranking female generals, now with their arms bound behind their backs, revealing their pink nipples and dark, muscular lower abdomens, the crowd immediately cheered.
The two women knew what the common people were thinking. They desperately wanted these people to know their grievances, to expose Yang Kun's lewd and brutal nature, but their tongues were bound, and they could say nothing. Four imperial guards, supporting their arms, carried them towards the crowd, where two tall wooden donkey-shaped prison carts were parked.
These two wooden donkeys were specially made for Hua Jinping and her sister-in-law, differing from ordinary wooden donkeys in two ways: first, they didn't have a donkey's back, only a tall, door-shaped wooden frame attached to the base; second, in addition to the movable wooden pestle, there was an extra vertical wooden pestle behind it.
The two women were terrified at the sight of these things, twisting and turning incessantly, trying to escape the torture, but with their hands bound and supported by two strong men, escape was impossible.
The soldiers used ropes tied to their backs to suspend the two women from the crossbeams of the wooden frame. They then slowly lowered them using pulleys until the fixed wooden rod was inserted into their anuses, while the movable rod pierced their vaginas.
Next, two ropes were tied to the backs of their knees, passed through iron rings at the top of the two pillars, and tightened. The two women's thighs were forced wide apart, almost forming a straight line. The wooden donkey was exceptionally tall, suspending them above everyone's height, making the secret location of the inserted rods completely visible.
The wooden donkey circled the main streets of the capital for an entire morning, and thousands of people witnessed the two once-powerful women being pierced by the massive wooden pestle.
How they endured such cruel physical and mental torture remains unknown, but when they were taken to the makeshift execution ground, a sense of being tricked and remorse nearly drove them to utter collapse.
Because the Duan family was a martial arts clan, a family of military generals, their backyard was a very large drill ground. The makeshift execution ground was set up there, and the surrounding courtyard had been demolished to facilitate public viewing.
In the center of the empty courtyard, Old Madam Duan, the elderly servants, and all the male family members, naked from the waist up, were bound and kneeling in a heap.
Prince Duan's several young concubines, along with over seventy young maids and servants, were stripped naked, bound behind their backs, and forced to kneel facing outwards. Two thick wooden pegs were embedded deep into each of their bare buttocks, forcing them to kneel upright, unable to move an inch. Pain mixed with humiliation brought tears to their eyes, but their mouths were gagged, preventing them from uttering a single word.
When Hua Jinping and Wang Ke'er, riding on the wooden donkey, met, a chorus of weeping erupted. However, Hua Jinping and Wang Ke'er showed no tears; their eyes blazed with fury. Hua Jinping looked at Old Madam Duan, slowly shook her head, then nodded. The old lady suddenly stopped weeping and laughed—not a maniacal laugh, nor a bitter laugh, but a heartfelt, joyful laugh of discovering a new world.
Sun Jia, fearing something might go wrong, personally supervised the execution. Seeing the old lady's loud laughter, Sun Jia was puzzled and wanted to ask, but feared she would use the opportunity to expose their lewd and shameful acts in public. Anyway, they were all going to die, so what did it matter what she was laughing about?
Executions usually didn't take place until noon, but the old lady's laughter made Sun Jia uneasy, so he didn't dare delay and immediately ordered, "First, execute the Duan family, young and old." The executioners rushed forward, first hacking down the old lady and others in the circle, leaving corpses strewn everywhere and blood flowing like a river. Then another group of executioners went over and slit the throats of the seventy or so naked young women one by one with small knives, letting them bleed to death slowly. Finally, they killed Hua Jinping and the other woman who were still suffering on the wooden donkey.
A high platform had been specially built in the field for their execution; the two young women were untied from the wooden donkey and, still bound, were placed on the platform. The first thing done before the execution was to force them to kneel face-to-face on the platform, then press their heads to the floor and use a vise to lift their buttocks so that the onlookers could see their female secrets.
Next, the executioner took out two long bamboo tubes, and the onlookers held their breath to see what they were. Four items were taken out of them, and the crowd stirred again. The items were about two feet long, as thick as a baby's arm, black and hard. Those with poor eyesight couldn't see clearly what they were, so they asked those nearby. A sharp-eyed person shouted, "I know! It's a donkey penis!"
"Ah! Using donkey penises to fuck them? That's fantastic!" Cheers erupted from the crowd.
It was indeed a donkey penis. This was Yang Kun's idea. Just before dawn, he had the butcher kill four donkeys, take their penises, thread them with rattan to keep them erect, and then put them in bamboo tubes to be brought to the execution ground.
Hua Jinping, kneeling on the ground, couldn't see anything at first. Only when she heard the shouts from the crowd below did she realize what they were about to do. Enraged, she trembled all over, but she was completely powerless to resist. Then she felt someone pry open her buttocks, and something was forcefully inserted into her anus, filling her entire rectum. Then another thing was inserted into her vagina from below.
Although the donkey's penis was no longer erect, as the saying goes, "even a skinny camel is bigger than a horse," and a male donkey's penis is naturally thicker and longer than an average person's when erect, so even with the cane, it was still enough to make Hua Jinping suffer.
The people below saw everything clearly, and they were so happy that they kept spewing lewd and obscene words, further humiliating the two women to the point that they wished they could disappear into the ground, hoping it would all end soon.
The executioners, however, were in no hurry. With Sun Jia in charge, what a pleasant thing it would be to play with two such beautiful women! Following Sun Jia's prior instructions, they inserted the four donkeys into the anuses and vaginas of the two women, causing the audience to gradually lose control. The shouts ceased, replaced by groans and moans, like being in a pigsty. Soon, about 30% of the audience relieved themselves manually.
To ensure Hua Jinping fully experienced the horror of slow slicing, Sun Jia didn't order the executioners to kill both women simultaneously, but instead killed Wang Ke'er first.
Wang Ke'er was a year older than Hua Jinping, and although less capable, she shared the same character. The executioners pulled her up, the two dark donkey penises still clamped between her buttocks. They had removed the rattan bindings, so the donkeys' phalluses swayed like tails between her legs.
Knowing that both women were highly skilled in martial arts, the executioners dared not be careless. Instead of untying the ropes, they immediately hoisted her up using the ropes binding her back, then nailed her delicate feet to the base of the pillars of the door-shaped wooden frame on the left side of the platform. A scream immediately escaped her small, cherry-like mouth.
Next, the executioners tied two ropes to her wrists, then untied the ropes binding her back. Four executioners, two at a time, gripped one rope and pulled it taut, placing Wang Ke'er's hands on the top of the two pillars. Then, two large iron nails were driven into the top of the pillars between the ulna and radius bones of her wrists, fixing Wang Ke'er to the frame with her legs spread wide, completely at their mercy.
Next, Hua Jinping was also nailed to the frame. She and Wang Ke'er silently stared at each other, neither showing any fear.
The messenger brought the execution warrant. Wang Ke'er looked at Hua Jinping and said, "Hold on, your sister-in-law is going first. She'll wait for you over there."
An executioner reached out from behind, grabbing Wang Ke'er's two bowl-shaped breasts with one hand and squeezing hard. The female general immediately screamed in pain. Another executioner pinched one of her erect nipples and pinched it hard, causing her to scream again. The two executioners took turns grabbing and squeezing, making Wang Ke'er cry out in agony.
After a while, the two executioners picked up their knives, stood on either side of Wang Ke'er, each grabbing one of her breasts, and then slowly cutting into them at the base. They didn't cut her breasts apart as in a normal execution, but instead used multiple cuts to sever both breasts completely, making seventy or eighty cuts in total. Someone placed the severed breasts on a vermilion tray and had it carried to Sun Jia's execution table.
Next, two executioners began to slice away pieces from the woman's snow-white shoulders, arms, and back, each cut accompanied by a scream of agony, until her upper body was completely devoid of flesh.
Then, someone splashed cold water on Wang Ke'er's body to thin the blood, exposing the flesh of her lower body, before the two executioners continued to slice away her two plump legs. It's unclear how much time passed, but Wang Ke'er's two beautiful legs were reduced to bones. The executioners severed the woman's two slender feet at the base, placed them on the tray before Sun Jia, and then dislocated her legs completely.
The executioner's blade plunged into her navel, then slashed horizontally to the left and right, finally cutting her in half at the waist. Her pelvis fell to the ground with a thud, splattering the two executioners with blood.
Ignoring the dangling intestines, they picked up her lower half, washed it clean, and placed it on a tray to be sent to Sun Jia. Then they removed her internal organs piece by piece, throwing them off the platform. Someone used an iron hook to hang them on a wooden frame below, until her still-beating heart was removed from her chest. Only then did the agonizingly suffering Wang Ke'er breathe her last.
The executioner severed her head and sent it to Sun Jia; by then, it was already dusk.
Hua Jinping had initially thought that given Sun Jia's lewdness and evil, he would mutilate their female genitalia to pieces before he was satisfied, but she was surprised that they had preserved Wang Ke'er's private parts intact. However, the answer soon became clear.
Killing Wang Ke'er had taken several hours, and Sun Jia was exhausted, so he immediately ordered food to be served, planning to continue the execution after dinner.
While waiting for the meal, Sun Jia walked onto the platform, touching Hua Jinping's bare breasts with one hand and fiddling with her exposed vulva with the other. He then said to her,
"You didn't expect this, did you, General Hua? Your weakness is blind loyalty and filial piety. If you had led your troops into the city back then, the Duan family wouldn't have survived, but at least they would have survived. They could have killed the Emperor and avenged themselves, instead of ending up in this situation where they lost their lives, failed to save anyone, and even lost their revenge. After we kill you, we'll show your asses, which have been penetrated by donkeys, to the soldiers outside the city. Once you're dead, let's see who dares to oppose the Emperor and me."
Jinping then realized that preserving her most private parts was a way to continue humiliating her in front of the soldiers who had fought alongside her. But it was too late for her regrets.
The executioners ate their meal and continued the executions. Now, only Hua Jinping remained as the prisoner.
The soldiers lit pine resin torches around the execution platform, illuminating it as bright as day. A series of forceful kneadings of her breasts were inevitable; Hua Jinping felt a heart-wrenching pain as her breasts were squeezed. Supposedly to distinguish her from Wang Ke'er's corpse, the executioners brought two small wire rings. One executioner pinched one nipple, pierced it horizontally from the base with an awl, and then threaded the two wire rings through the hole. Hua Jinping trembled violently, screaming repeatedly.
Two executioners then squatted down in front of and behind her. She couldn't see, but she felt her labia being spread open, and one hand pinching her clitoris, rubbing it forcefully twice. A sharp pain shot up her spine to the top of her head, causing her to scream uncontrollably again, as if only in this way could she escape the agony. A greater pain struck. She couldn't see, didn't know what they were doing, only that something had pierced her clitoris. They had also put a small ring on her clitoris.
Squatting on the ground, the executioners had a clear view of Hua Jinping's genitals. Two dark, thick penises were inserted into the young woman's alluring opening, stretching it wide. The petals of her anus had been completely torn away, leaving no trace.
Her pubic hair was neither thick nor thin, just enough to partially cover her pink vulva, making it even more irresistibly tempting. If it were anyone else, these executioners certainly wouldn't have let her go. Even now, they were still slowly putting the iron ring on her, so they could have more time to admire and enjoy the genitals that originally belonged to a chaste and strong woman.
Her breasts were once again grasped by the man, and then the sharp knife slowly pierced the base of her nipples. She didn't know why, but now she could suddenly endure some of the pain and even had the courage to look down and watch the steel knife cutting into her once-proud breasts.
The blade first sliced across from above, then from below, and then from each side. Each cut was only a fraction of an inch deep, yet it caused her immense pain.
With each cut, the taut skin of her breast rolled back as the blade penetrated deeper, making the incisions unusually wide. With each cut, the pale yellow of the fat first appeared in the new wound, then blood slowly seeped out, gradually turning red. She didn't know how many cuts were made, but she watched as one breast was forever taken from her body.
The two executioners who killed Hua Jinping didn't work together; one did the work while the other watched and rested. But this was agonizing for Hua Jinping. She had to endure twice the pain of Wang Ke'er. Wang Ke'er's two breasts were cut off simultaneously, but she had to have one cut off after another.
It was already past midnight when both breasts were removed, but she still had no idea how much more suffering awaited her. As the sharp blade sliced across her upper body again and again, her muscles trembled with pain, her screams growing weaker and hoarse with each cut. When her upper body was ripped apart, dawn broke again.
As usual, a soldier splashed a bucket of water on her, but she felt more than just cold; someone had added salt to the water. She let out a scream unlike any she'd heard in the latter half of the night, waking the group who were drowsy from watching the execution all night, and she herself fainted.
In her dazed state, someone else sprayed water on her face, waking her. She knew that another round of dismemberment was yet to come.
Before continuing the execution, the executioners stopped to eat breakfast, and two more executioners took over their duties. The newcomers, of course, first thoroughly enjoyed playing with the buttocks of this once-noble woman before beginning to cut her legs. The blade began at her calves, ending on her inner thighs; it was noon again.
As the blade severed her jade-like feet and then her thighs, Hua Jinping finally let out a long breath, knowing that all her humiliation and pain were about to end. She no longer had the strength to scream, only to groan softly.
She watched the knife pierce her stomach; this time, she didn't feel the intense pain, perhaps because the pain had lasted so long that her nerves had become numb.
Her eyes watched, her mind repeating, "One cut, two cuts, three cuts. The body is severed, it'll be almost over. Cut off the intestines, cut off the bladder, cut off the kidneys, then the spleen, and the liver, almost there. Yang Kun, Sun Jia, don't be so smug. There's something you probably don't know: my Duan family hasn't been wiped out by you. Sooner or later, the descendants of the Duan family will avenge us! Alright, time to pluck the heart, hurry, hurry..."
That afternoon, Sun Jia had someone carry a lacquer tray into the palace to deliver the imperial decree.
Two small lacquered trays held the breasts of two young women who had never given birth; two more trays held the jade feet of four curvaceous women; two pairs of young women's pelvises and anuses were displayed prominently on two large trays, their anuses filled with thick, black donkey penises; and a fourth tray held the heads of two beautiful women, their four large, beautiful eyes wide open, glaring angrily at the tyrannical Emperor Yang Kun, refusing to close.
Yang Kun was somewhat frightened. He ordered the heads to be covered with red silk, then picked up and played with the pieces of the two female generals' corpses one by one. He lifted the limp, carefully separated donkey penises, exposing their anuses and vulvas, and then meticulously touched each woman's buttocks, anus, and genitals with his fingers for a long time before reluctantly having them removed.
Only the four women's feet remained, one of Yang Kun's favorite objects. Whenever he acquired a new woman, he would always observe her feet first; only if the feet were beautiful would he play with them, otherwise, even a beautiful face was useless. Both women's feet were of exceptional quality. Although they had been killed, Yang Kun couldn't bear to part with their beautiful feet, so he specifically instructed Sun Jia to retrieve them. Yang Kun took the two women's feet back to his study and admired them for two whole days, until they began to emit a foul odor before he had them taken away. He was heartbroken for several days afterward. The
sight of Hua Jinping and the other woman's buttocks, with donkey penises inserted, being sent to the camp outside the city was quite intimidating. Although the officers who had fought alongside the two women on the battlefield for months were eager to avenge them, the soldiers were not very enthusiastic. Several generals discussed the matter and decided to temporarily suppress their anger, flee to distant lands, and seek revenge later. The siege of the capital was thus lifted. The foundation laid by the old emperor of the Yang family wouldn't be immediately destroyed by Yang Kun, but its complete collapse was only a matter of time.
Only now do we understand why Madam Duan laughed so loudly before her death.
It turns out that the Duan family was not without descendants.
None of the five young mistresses of the Duan family bore children after their marriages, leading many to believe that the Duan family line had died out. However, the eldest son, Duan Yu, had a one-night stand with a female mountain bandit, Zhong, during a campaign with the Duan King's permission. He tragically died in battle, while Zhong bore him a posthumous son named Duan Yu.
Later, Zhong brought her son to the capital to claim her lineage. The eldest mistress, Liu Yuru, was extremely jealous and plotted against her. The third mistress, Hua Jinping, learned of this and secretly sent Zhong and her son away, instructing her to send Duan Yu to her master, the Immortal Wuwei, to learn martial arts.
Hua Jinping only secretly told the old lady about this, so at the execution ground, Hua Jinping and the old lady shook their heads and nodded repeatedly, trying to remind the old lady that she had such a grandson. The old lady finally remembered this and knew that revenge was possible in the future, so she laughed. Before Hua Jinping decided to turn herself in, she knew that the chances of saving him were slim, so she secretly entrusted the matter to her general Zhai Li and asked him to leave the camp first.
Zhai Li was a loyal and honest man, and he naturally did his best to fulfill Hua Jinping's instructions. He rushed to Cangshan and found Zhong Shi and Duan Yu. Ten years later, Duan Yu, having mastered his skills under his grandmaster's tutelage, went down the mountain, recruited soldiers, and issued a proclamation to punish the tyrannical emperor. An old eunuch who knew the details of what happened back then secretly spread the information out of the palace. The whole world knew that the tyrannical emperor had used a chariot to rape a female guard, falsely accused the female generals of the Duan family of treason, and raped and murdered Wang Ke'er and Hua Jinping. People condemned him and the world fell into chaos.
Soon after, Duan Yu's rebel army captured the capital, taking the tyrannical Emperor Yang Kun and the treacherous minister Sun Jia prisoner. Duan Yu, of course, wouldn't let them off easily.
Except for Yang Kun's first wife, the Empress, who committed suicide after the city fell, knowing Yang Kun's crimes warranted the extermination of his entire family, Duan Yu ordered over fifty of Yang Kun's concubines, along with over thirty of Sun Jia's wives and concubines, to be taken to the Jiaosifang (a brothel) in the west of the city. Each woman was branded on the buttocks with the words "Concubine of the Tyrannical Emperor Yang Kun" or "Concubine of the Treacherous Minister Sun Jia." They were forbidden to wear clothes and forced to stand naked in cages in the street, allowing people to choose them. Once chosen, they were publicly forced to seduce on broken beds by the roadside, while the tyrannical Emperor and the treacherous minister watched. Only then did the two realize the unbearable humiliation suffered by the Duan family's female generals years before.
Duan Yu later executed the treacherous minister Sun Jia. Yang Kun, having once been an emperor, was spared his life, but was reduced to a commoner. However, he was treated like a rat in the street, hated by everyone. How could he endure such a life? He soon died of depression. Before dying, he made a defensive gesture and shouted, "General Hua, General Wang, General Duan, I know my crime, I will not go!" He shouted several times before dying, and everyone said that Hua Jinping had come to avenge the grudge from that year.

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