Xiao Saihong and Mu Guiying

The story goes that Mu Guiying and Xiao Saihong split their forces to jointly attack Western Xia, agreeing to meet in Lingzhou, the capital of Western Xia. Xiao Saihong's army advanced swiftly, capturing three passes by day and seizing eight strongholds by night. In the Battle of Liuhe, she single-handedly defeated ten enemy soldiers, routing the 200,000-strong army personally commanded by the Western Xia ruler Li Deming, and advancing directly to the walls of Lingzhou.

The Western Xia ruler retreated to Lingzhou, with only a little over six thousand men remaining. Hearing that Xiao Saihong was pursuing them, the king climbed to the top of the city wall and looked out. He saw Song army banners waving and horns blaring. He couldn't help but sigh and said to his attendants, "I am incompetent and immoral. The fate of the Great Xia Dynasty has come to an end. Everyone, hurry out of the city and escape for your lives."

The crowd looked at each other, not knowing what to say, when suddenly a man laughed loudly, "Your Majesty, why do you say that? In my opinion, this is the perfect opportunity to eliminate Xiao Saihong."

Everyone was startled. The king looked up and saw that the man who spoke was a handsome young man in his early twenties. He was none other than his son, Li Yuanhao, who was then the military governor of Dingnan Army. The King said, "Yuanhao, there's no need to comfort me. There are only six thousand old, weak, and disabled soldiers left in Lingzhou. How can they possibly withstand Xiao Saihong's victorious army?"

Li Yuanhao replied, "Your Majesty, although our army suffered a defeat at Liuhe, the Song army also suffered heavy losses. I see that although there are many Song banners outside the city, most are for show; their actual strength is less than ten thousand. They are at their last gasp."

The King said, "Even so, my two hundred thousand troops were defeated at Liuhe. What use are a mere six thousand? Besides, scouts just reported that Mu Guiying has broken through the Tiger Beast Ridge natural barrier and is rushing to Lingzhou day and night."

Li Yuanhao said, "Your Majesty, that is precisely why I said..." This is a golden opportunity to defeat the Song Dynasty. Xiao Saihong's forces are insufficient to attack the city, hence her urgent need for Mu Guiying's reinforcements. Your Majesty, I have learned that Mu Guiying suffered heavy losses in the Battle of Tiger Beast Ridge, and even if she joins forces with Xiao Saihong, they cannot capture Lingzhou. Our army, however, holds the advantage of terrain and popular support in Lingzhou. Our Great Xia still holds half of its territory. Given a month, we can muster 100,000 soldiers to defend the capital. Moreover, I have a plan that will surely eliminate Xiao Saihong. I only wonder if Your Majesty has the courage to use this plan?”

The King happily replied, “My son, what is your plan? Speak freely.”

Li Yuanhao said, “Your Majesty, the late Emperor and Emperor Shizu have managed Lingzhou for over thirty years, and the city is riddled with traps and mechanisms .” "The secret passage could be worth a million soldiers. Why doesn't Your Majesty feign the surrender of Xiao Saihong, lure her into the city, and capture her in one fell swoop? Without a leader, the Song army will naturally collapse without a fight."

The King pondered, "The plan is good, but I fear Xiao Saihong won't fall for it."

Li Yuanhao said, "That's alright. Xiao Saihong was originally a Liao princess, always proud and arrogant, and extremely concerned with her reputation. Now, having won consecutive battles, she will surely think we are desperate and won't doubt my sincerity in surrendering. Her forces are insufficient; not attacking the city is exactly what we desire. I have also learned that although Xiao Saihong and Mu Guiying are close friends, they are not without rivalry. Now that Mu Guiying is rushing here day and night..." Xiao Saihong would certainly not wait for Mu Guiying to arrive before seizing the opportunity to surrender alone. Based on these three points, I predict that Xiao Saihong will definitely enter the city to surrender.

The king said, "Good, Yuanhao's plan is brilliant. Men, write down the letter of surrender and go to the Song camp to surrender."

Before long, the civil officials had finished writing the letter of surrender, and the envoy was about to depart when Li Yuanhao said, "Wait, if we go like this, I'm afraid Xiao Saihong will still have doubts. Your Majesty, it would be better to have the envoy take the Imperial Seal of the State to show sincerity."

The king nodded and said, "Exactly, if the country is destroyed, what use is the Imperial Seal of the State?"

The envoy took the seal and rode away, returning shortly to report that Xiao Saihong was scheduled to surrender the next day. The next day, the gates of Lingzhou City were wide open, and the king of Western Xia, with his hands bound and carrying a bundle of thorns on his back, led his officials and a coffin on a donkey cart to surrender. The Song army deployed their battle formation and surrounded them. A tall, stunningly beautiful female general in her twenties, accompanied by a troop of personal guards, rode close by, calling out loudly, "Who goes there?"

The King of Western Xia knelt on the ground, bowing his head and saying, "The traitor Li Deming, at his wit's end, submits to Marshal Xiao's judgment."

Xiao Saihong dismounted, drew her sword, and with a single stroke severed the King of Western Xia's ropes. She helped him up and comforted him, saying, "Your Majesty has been frightened. Your Majesty's understanding and surrender to our Great Song has saved countless lives; your merit is immeasurable. I will certainly report this to His Majesty. Your Majesty's wealth and honor will surely be preserved."

The King of Western Xia ... He said, "The traitor deserves to die a thousand deaths, but the people of Lingzhou are innocent. I hope Marshal Xiao will spare them."

Xiao Saihong smiled and said, "Since they have surrendered, they are now citizens of my Great Song Dynasty. How could the benevolent army of my Great Song Dynasty slaughter innocent civilians?" She turned to her deputy general and said, "Pass down the order to send two thousand armored soldiers into the city, and the rest of the troops to camp outside the city. The troops entering the city must not disturb the people; those who disobey will be executed."

The King of Western Xia said, "Marshal Xiao loves the people like his own children; it is truly a blessing that the people of Lingzhou have accumulated in their past lives."

Xiao Saihong laughed loudly and took the King of Western Xia's hand, striding into the city. As she walked, she looked around at the situation in the city. She had received the letter of surrender and the imperial seal from the King of Western Xia the day before, and her generals immediately split into two factions. One faction believed it was a feigned surrender and insisted on waiting for Mu Guiying to arrive and join forces. The other faction disagreed. Xiao Saihong, a veteran of many battles, also had her doubts. But the allure of achieving the merit of destroying a nation was too great, and after a moment's thought, she devised a plan. She left the main force outside the city to her deputy general, while she led the armored troops into the city to take control. These two thousand armored soldiers were elite troops she had personally selected and trained, each highly skilled in martial arts. Once any signs of feigned surrender were detected, the armored troops and the main force would immediately coordinate to capture Lingzhou. She estimated that Lingzhou had at most a few thousand old, weak, and disabled soldiers left, which two thousand armored troops would be more than enough to handle. She traveled hand in hand with the King of Western Xia, seemingly intimate, but in reality, she harbored the intention of capturing the king immediately should anything go wrong.

Along the way, she encountered nothing unusual. The garrison troops had all laid down their weapons; the civilians were burning incense in front of their doors; every household had their doors wide open to show there were no ambushes; every Western Xia person had a white cloth tied around their head with the words "Submissive Subjects of the Great Song" written on it.

Lingzhou was the capital of Western Xia, divided into three parts: the outer city, the inner city, and the palace city. Each section of the city wall was constructed of water-polished blue bricks, making it extremely tall and sturdy. Xiao Saihong grew increasingly alarmed as she looked at it. If the Western Xia ruler hadn't been unwilling to fight any longer, even with her military strength and the combined forces of Mu Guiying, she might not have been able to conquer this city in a short time.

Soon, the group entered the palace and arrived at the Iron-Roofed Silver Peace Hall, where court assemblies were held. The aroma of food wafted from the hall. The ruler said, "This humble subject is deeply grateful for Marshal Xiao's great kindness. A banquet has been prepared in the hall; let us welcome Marshal Xiao."

Xiao Saihong looked around; not a single soldier was visible in the palace. She smiled and said, "Wine is good. Ironclad soldiers, protect us." With a wave of her hand, two thousand ironclad soldiers immediately took their positions, guarding the key points of the palace. Once the ironclad soldiers were in place, Xiao Saihong said, "Alright, let's go drink." She took the hand of the embarrassed ruler and, with fifty personal guards, went up into the hall.

Sure enough, a banquet had been laid out in the main hall, with beautiful palace maids bustling about, bringing food in a continuous stream. The tableware was all made of silver, and each dish had a gleaming silver tag to indicate it was not poisoned. Seeing this, Xiao Saihong finally felt relieved.

After several rounds of drinks and dishes, the King of Western Xia suddenly asked, "Marshal Xiao is an unparalleled military talent, but compared to Marshal Mu Guiying, who is more capable?"

Xiao Saihong replied, "I don't know. Sister Guiying is a few years older than me, and her experience is certainly richer."

The King said, "I heard that Marshal Xiao wasn't originally part of the main force in this campaign. He annihilated my entire army of 200,000 with a small detachment. Marshal Xiao is far more capable."

Xiao Saihong smiled but did not answer.

The King of Western Xia rose and walked to Xiao Saihong, bowing respectfully. "Forgive my impertinence,"

he said, "but in the Battle of Liuhe, Marshal Xiao, you had the advantage of favorable timing. If it hadn't rained that day, our army wouldn't have suffered such a crushing defeat." Xiao Saihong smiled, "Why do you say that, Your Majesty? Do you perhaps wish to fight again?"

The King of Western Xia sneered, "Exactly!" With that, he forcefully hurled the wine jug at Xiao Saihong. Xiao Saihong tilted her head, and the jug, still flying, flew several steps before crashing into a screen. A deafening boom followed as the jug exploded, instantly killing several female soldiers guarding the hall.

Xiao Saihong drew her sword and leaped towards the King of Western Xia. The King of Western Xia rolled aside, dodging the attack, and laughed, "How does my palm strike taste?"

Xiao Saihong roared, "You dare to be so stubborn even when you're about to die!"

The King of Western Xia laughed, "It's you who's about to die." Just then, a series of earth-shattering explosions rang out. The main hall shook violently, and flames erupted from all parts of the palace. Xiao Saihong then realized that despite her meticulous planning, focusing solely on guarding against Western Xia ambushes and poisoning, she hadn't anticipated that Western Xia would abandon the palace and plant a large amount of explosives within it, destroying the entire palace. The wine jug from earlier was the signal to launch the attack.

The King of Western Xia stood up, dusted himself off, and said slowly, "Your armored army is probably almost all dead now. If you surrender now, I might spare your life."

Xiao Saihong didn't reply, but charged at the King of Western Xia with her sword. The King of Western Xia stomped his left foot on the ground, and a large hole immediately split open in the floor. The King of Western Xia jumped into the hole, and the floor immediately closed up without a trace. Xiao Saihong thumped on the ground several times, but couldn't find the mechanism.

Meanwhile, the explosions throughout the palace grew increasingly violent, and the fire intensified, turning the main hall into a sea of flames. Xiao Saihong urgently ordered the female soldiers, "Come quickly! Everyone, pry open the trapdoor in this secret passage!"

Everyone in the hall knew this was the only way out, and they all exerted their utmost strength. Soon, accompanied by a series of piercing creaking sounds, the trapdoor in the secret passage was pried open. Unexpectedly, as soon as the trapdoor was opened, countless sharp arrows suddenly shot out from the pillars in the hall. Caught off guard, everyone was hit by arrows. Xiao Saihong felt a sharp pain in her thigh; an arrow had pierced her thigh. She groaned, her legs trembled, and she knelt down. A second arrow immediately struck her lower back. Xiao Saihong clutched the wound in her waist with her left hand, her body arching backward. A feathered arrow immediately pierced deeply into her protruding breast. With a clang, Xiao Saihong's sword fell to the ground, her right hand clutching her chest in pain. Several female soldiers reacted swiftly, rushing to her side to shield her from the arrows. Each of them was struck by several arrows in the chest and abdomen, blood gushing out, yet they remained standing, tightly surrounding Xiao Saihong.

The rain of arrows continued for about half an incense stick's time before stopping. Blood flowed like a river in the hall, littered with the corpses of female soldiers. Those who survived were all wounded multiple times. Fortunately, Xiao Saihong was protected by this wall of soldiers and was spared from further arrow wounds. Xiao Saihong examined her wounds; thanks to her breastplate, the wound on her chest, though bleeding heavily, was not deep. The arrow in her waist had not damaged her internal organs. Only the arrow in her thigh had pierced through her groin, and blood flowed incessantly.

Xiao Saihong gritted her teeth, removed her armor, tore off a piece of her battle robe, and tightly bound it around her thigh. With the help of the female soldiers, she bandaged the wounds on her chest and waist. She managed to stand up. After counting the number of women, only seven out of the fifty were still alive.

Xiao Saihong took a deep breath and looked into the cave. It was pitch black inside, and she couldn't see anything. She lit a tinderbox and threw it into the cave. The light quickly dwindled, soon becoming a faint dot in the darkness. Xiao Saihong waited a while longer, and when the light stopped changing, she said, "This cave is deep, but it doesn't seem to have any water at the bottom. Quickly take off your clothes and make a rope." As she spoke, she began to take off her clothes.

Fearing that the rope wouldn't be long enough, the women not only took off all their clothing, leaving only their stockings and loincloths, but also stripped the bodies of the dozen or so women lying nearby. They quickly tied a long rope, tied one end to a post, and threw the other end into the cave. Xiao Saihong grabbed the rope and said to the female soldiers, "Follow me. No matter what happens, do not linger in battle. Even if I am about to die, do not come to save me. Whoever escapes, tell Marshal Mu to avenge everyone." With that, she jumped down into the cave.

Xiao Saihong tucked the rope between her legs and descended slowly, trying not to touch the cave walls, fearing she might trigger some mechanism. Fortunately, nothing happened along the way, but she felt herself going deeper and deeper, the opening above her gradually shrinking into a small circle. She was seriously injured; although bandaged, the strenuous movement caused her wounds to reopen. Since most of her weight was on her arms, the wound on her chest bled profusely, quickly soaking through the battle robe wrapped around her chest. Hot blood seeped through the robe, slowly flowing down her flat abdomen and spreading across her loincloth. As the blood drained, Xiao Saihong felt the surroundings growing colder, and her consciousness becoming increasingly blurred. Finally, unable to hold on any longer, she lost her grip and fell. Xiao Saihong's deputy, Lu Fengying, was waiting outside the city gate with her troops when she suddenly heard a deafening explosion from inside the city. She cried out in alarm, "Oh no!" and ordered, "Quickly seize the city gate! Everyone, follow me!" She charged towards the gate, leading the way. In a short time, several hundred Song soldiers had stormed into the outer city. However, once inside, they saw no enemy; the inner city gates were tightly shut.

Lu Fengying reined in her horse, hesitating whether to order a full-scale assault on the inner gate, when suddenly a loud crash resounded. She turned to see that the outer city gates were sealed shut by a massive gate. Just as she realized the danger, countless Western Xia soldiers emerged from the surrounding city walls. Rolling logs, stones, arrows, and javelins rained down like hail.

The Song soldiers raised their shields to defend themselves, but it was no use. In a short time, they were heavily wounded and killed. Although Lu Fengying possessed exceptional martial arts skills, she was powerless in this situation. Soon after, a stone struck her shoulder, causing her to fall from her horse.

She struggled to her feet, staggered a few steps, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in her back. A sharp, hard object pierced through her armor, passed diagonally through her body, and emerged from her abdomen. Looking down, she saw it was a javelin. These defensive javelins were not thrown but fired from a spring mechanism, often capable of piercing several people at once.

Lu Fengying took a breath, grabbed the javelin with both hands, and snapped the tip off. She turned around and looked up, coming face to face with the Western Xia archer who had wounded her. The archer looked no more than ten years old, but his clothing and armor were very ornate, suggesting he was either related to or of high status in Western Xia. The archer was busy loading a second javelin; seeing her turn around, he panicked and screamed in terror. Hearing the shout, two nearby Western Xia archers immediately turned and each fired an arrow at Lu Fengying. The two feathered arrows pierced Lu Fengying's high breasts almost simultaneously. Blood gushed from the wounds.

Lu Fengying coughed up blood, then swung her hand forcefully, sending the javelin tip arcing up the high city wall. It struck the young archer squarely in the chest. The young man froze, looked down at the javelin tip in his chest, and pulled it out. Lu Fengying sighed; her internal energy was insufficient due to her severe injuries, and the javelin tip was already at its limit when it reached the city wall. Although it had pierced the young man's armor, it couldn't harm him.

The archers fired two more arrows. One struck Lu Fengying in the abdomen, and the other in her throat. Lu Fengying staggered back several steps, her vision blurring. At this moment, the young archer had already nocked his javelin, carefully aimed at Lu Fengying, and pulled the trigger. The javelin whistled through the air, striking accurately between Lu Fengying's high breasts, piercing her heart, exiting her back, and embedding itself in the ground.

Lu Fengying screamed, frothy blood gushing from her mouth. The two javelins piercing her body formed a strange support, holding her convulsing form. The young archer stared at his masterpiece, mesmerized, until Lu Fengying's blood had drained away. When Xiao Saihong awoke, she felt a salty taste in her mouth, with a constant flow of liquid, and a warm, pleasant sensation throughout her body. She opened her eyes and saw several surviving female soldiers gathered around her. One of the soldiers held out a hand, from which a salty liquid flowed. Upon closer inspection, she realized the soldier had cut her wrist, and she had been drinking her blood.

Xiao Saihong sat up abruptly, grabbed the female soldier's wrist, and said with heartache, "Yanling, what are you doing?"

Yanling smiled weakly and said, "Princess, you've lost too much blood. We figured if we didn't do this, we wouldn't be able to save you."

Xiao Saihong looked around at everyone and saw that everyone had bandages on their wrists. As she bandaged Yanling's wrists, she said, "Didn't I tell you that even if I'm dying, you shouldn't come to save me?"

Yanling said, "Princess, we've served you since we were little. From Liao to Song and now here, we've fought in the north and south for almost ten years. We're like sisters. If anything happens to you, how can we survive? Even if we all die today, we'll protect you and fight our way out."

Xiao Saihong looked at the crowd, and they all nodded slowly. A surge of heat rose in Xiao Saihong's chest, and a heroic spirit welled up within her. She stood up, drew her sword, and swung it in the air: "Alright, sisters, let's rush out together! If we die, we'll die together!"

Just as she finished speaking, a strange laugh echoed from the tunnel: "Well said, Marshal Xiao. You will die together today."

Xiao Saihong shouted, "Who is it? What kind of hero sneaks around like this?"

The voice replied, "I am Li Yuanhao, the military governor of the Dingnan Army of the Great Xia Dynasty. If you want to see me, just come out of the tunnel." As soon as the voice finished speaking, one wall lamp after another lit up from afar, illuminating the tunnel in an instant.

Xiao Saihong looked around and saw that the tunnel was about ten feet high and no more than fifty or sixty feet long, barely wide enough for two people to walk side by side. At the end of the tunnel was a small door.

Yanling said, "Princess, this tunnel seems strange. Let me go and investigate first."

Xiao Saihong stopped her, saying, "Wait. I won't let you risk your life alone." She turned to the others and said, "We'll advance in pairs, four groups. Each group will be three zhang apart. If anything unusual happens, those behind must retreat immediately. Understand?" Seeing everyone nod, she smiled slightly and said to Yanling, "Yanling, we'll be the first group, clearing the way for everyone." Without waiting for further persuasion, she turned and walked deeper into the tunnel. Yanling had no choice but to follow.

They walked along without encountering anything unusual. Before long, Xiao Saihong and Yanling arrived at a small door. The door was very narrow, barely allowing one person to pass through. The door was made of iron, but it wasn't locked, just ajar. Xiao Saihong and Yanling exchanged a glance, then simultaneously pushed hard on the door, causing it to swerve to the sides.

The small door slammed against the wall with a loud crash, and a sharp whistling sound suddenly rang out from behind them. Xiao Saihong and Yanling turned around and saw two tracks suddenly appear on the walls at waist height. Two huge circular saw blades emerged from the walls and flew towards them along the tracks.

Xiao Saihong shouted, "Get down!" and pulled Yanling to the ground. The two groups of female soldiers who were closer behind immediately dropped to the ground upon seeing this.

The last group of female soldiers was caught off guard.

The sharp saw blades sliced through their delicate bodies, cutting them in half at the waist.

Xiao Saihong lay on the ground for a while, and seeing that nothing else was happening, she immediately leaped up and rushed to the suffering female soldiers.

She saw two female soldiers lying in pools of blood, their long legs kicking incessantly, their upper bodies writhing on the ground in agony, crushing their spilled internal organs into a gruesome mess.

Xiao Saihong sighed and plunged her sword into the heart of one of the female soldiers. The female soldier stiffened for a moment before relaxing, a relieved smile appearing on her face. Xiao Saihong drew her sword. At this moment, Yanling also sent another female soldier to the blissful world.

Xiao Saihong said nothing, leading everyone towards the small door. As soon as they passed through the small door, the lights immediately came on.

In front of them was a tunnel exactly the same as before.

Xiao Saihong said, "This time, Yanling and I will cover the rear." Seeing that everyone was unmoved, she added, "Yanling and I are better at martial arts than you.

If there is anything strange behind us this time, our reaction will be much faster. Let's go."

Before long, the first group of female soldiers approached the small iron door at the end of the tunnel and reported, "The door is ajar."

Xiao Saihong said, "Everyone lie down before opening the door." Everyone immediately lay down on the ground. The first group of female soldiers extended their sabers and gently pushed the small door open with the tip of the blade.

The small door was only half open when, with a series of thuds, two rows of spears sprang out from the ground, starting from the small door.

Xiao Saihong, Yan Ling, and the second group of female soldiers rolled to the sides in time to avoid the spears. The first group of female soldiers were the first to be hit; before they could even scream, their delicate breasts, abdomens, and thighs were pierced by spears, and their bodies were lifted into the air.

After a long while, the survivors recovered from their shock and got up. Xiao Saihong walked to the two pierced female soldiers.

The two female soldiers had stopped struggling,

their bodies hanging limply on the spear shafts. Blood flowed down the spear shafts, forming countless thin lines on the stone floor, flowing in all directions.

Xiao Saihong sighed and closed the female soldiers' wide-open eyes.

Passing through a small door, there was a large hall. Although there were lights in the hall, they were not as bright as in the tunnel.

Thirty-six armored warrior puppets stood in the hall, arranged in six rows and six columns. At the far end of the hall was another small door.

Yan Ling asked, "What is it this time? The Wooden Dummy Heavenly Gang Formation?"

According to legend, Shaolin has the Eighteen Arhats Formation, and Longhu Mountain in Shanxi has the Wooden Dummy Heavenly Gang Formation, both crafted by Qi Guinian, the greatest craftsman in the land during the reign of Emperor Xuanzong of Tang. Their ingenious mechanisms are difficult for ordinary martial arts masters to withstand. Shaolin's Eighteen Arhats Formation is never shown to others. The

Wooden Dummy Heavenly Gang Formation disappeared after Longhu Mountain was looted by the Hui barbarians during the An Lushan Rebellion. The Western Xia Dangxiang were

a branch of the Hui barbarians. It's not surprising that they possess

the Wooden Dummy Heavenly Gang Formation. Xiao Saihong said, "Whether it's the Wooden Dummy Heavenly Gang Formation or not, we'll find out by trying." She took two steps forward, and a warrior immediately swung his sword down

with exquisite skill. Xiao Saihong dodged the blow. The warrior immediately sheathed his sword, returning to his original position. Xiao Saihong took another step forward, and the warrior swung his sword again, using the exact same move as before.

Xiao Saihong exclaimed happily, "It seems this Wooden Dummy Heavenly Gang Formation has its limitations. Each warrior only knows one move. Everyone, follow me!"

The group huddled together, dodging the constantly slashing blades, and arrived at the center of the Wooden Dummy Heavenly Gang Formation. A female soldier dodged a straight slash and was about to move forward when the warrior puppet suddenly turned its blade, stabbing the female soldier in the lower back and protruding from her abdomen.

The female soldier screamed in agony, clutching her stomach and collapsing to the ground. Before she could fall, another warrior swept his blade across, decapitating her.

Everyone was shocked. The puppets in the formation seemed to come alive all at once, charging at them with their swords.

After a short while, a long gash appeared on Xiao Saihong's back. Her battle robe, which had been wrapped around her chest, was torn and loosened. Xiao Saihong, caught up in the fighting spirit, simply ripped off her robe, revealing her bare upper body, and continued to fight.

At this moment, a second female soldier was struck in the shoulder by a warrior wielding an axe. The axe severed her shoulder bone, stopping only when it struck her left breast.

The female soldier coughed up blood, grabbed the axe handle, and clung to it tightly. The mechanism rattled and clattered, ensnaring the warrior, rendering him immobile. The previously flawless formation suddenly revealed a small breach. Just

as Xiao Saihong was about to rush to the female soldier's aid, Yan Ling grabbed her wrist and rushed out of the formation.

Xiao Saihong only heard the female soldier's last cry: "Princess, hurry..." followed by the dull thud of a weapon piercing flesh and the female soldier's scream.

Yan Ling dragged Xiao Saihong to a small door, kicked it open, and slipped inside. Behind the door was a narrow passage.

At the other end of the passage was another small door. Yan Ling rushed through the passage, and just as she kicked open the door, a volley of arrows rained down.

Unable to dodge in the passage, the arrows pierced her large breasts, flat stomach, and strong arms and legs.

Yan Ling stumbled back two steps, leaning against Xiao Saihong. She immediately straightened herself, shielding Xiao Saihong from the rain of arrows, and said with difficulty,

"Princess, use my body as a shield, charge, ah..." Before she could finish speaking, a sharp arrow pierced deeply into her heart.

Yan Ling clutched her wound, blood gushing from between her fingers. She held on for a moment, her indomitable body finally collapsing.

Xiao Saihong gritted her teeth, forcefully suppressing the intense pain rising in her heart. With a sharp cry, she wielded her sword in a burst of white light, enveloping herself as she charged outwards.

Outside the door was still a large hall, filled with the smoke of incense. Only one unusually tall warrior could be seen through the smoke. Xiao Saihong, in a frenzy, leaped up, sword and all, and slashed at the warrior.

The warrior seemed caught off guard, his head struck by

Xiao Saihong's sword. With a clang, the sword broke in two at the warrior's head, and Xiao Saihong realized that the warrior was actually a four-armed iron statue of Weituo.

In a flash, the iron warrior extended its four arms and bound Xiao Saihong's limbs, stretching her into a spread-eagle position. Xiao Saihong struggled desperately, but to no avail.

Suddenly, a series of rattling sounds came from the iron warrior's internal mechanisms, and half a spear, like a phallus, sprang out from between its legs, accurately piercing Xiao Saihong's vulva, breaking through her vagina, and penetrating her lower abdomen. Xiao Saihong screamed in agony, blood gushing from her lower body. Her delicate body trembled incessantly on the spear tip.

Sweat gushed from her body, mingling with blood, scattering in all directions with each tremor.

A round of applause erupted as Li Yuanhao strolled into the hall, praising, "Marshal Xiao, your skill is truly remarkable! You managed to break through so many of my traps.

You are the first person in history to reach the Weituo Hall. Congratulations!"

Li Yuanhao slowly walked to Xiao Saihong's side. He grabbed her long, flowing hair and lifted her face.

Xiao Saihong's beautiful eyes widened, staring defiantly at him, and she said painfully, each word distinct, "Give me a quick death. Otherwise, I will haunt you even as a ghost."

Li Yuanhao waved his hand, and his men immediately disarmed the traps, the spear slowly being pulled from Xiao Saihong's lower body.

The barbs on the spearhead ripped Xiao Saihong's tender uterus and intestines from her vagina, dragging them bloodily between her legs. Li Yuanhao's arm sank, and Xiao Saihong's limp body hung limply in his grasp.

Li Yuanhao drew his short sword and, with a swift stroke, severed Xiao Saihong's beautiful head from her snow-white neck.

Blood gushed from her chest, arcing through the air like a shower of peach blossoms. Xiao Saihong's

headless body collapsed into a pool of blood, convulsing repeatedly, urine mingling with blood as it flowed across the ground.

Li Yuanhao picked up Xiao Saihong's head. Her face was as white as snow, her eyes tightly closed. Li Yuanhao tossed her head to his lieutenant, saying,

"Hang this bitch's head on the city wall for all to see."

The lieutenant responded, then asked, "Should we feed the body to the dogs?"

Li Yuanhao glanced at Xiao Saihong's still convulsing body in the pool of blood, about to agree, when a wicked thought suddenly surfaced in his mind.

He retrieved Xiao Saihong's head and said to his lieutenant, "Quickly, find me a fire poker."

The lieutenant rushed off and soon returned with an iron rod over two feet long and as thick as a finger.

Li Yuanhao took the iron rod and ordered his men, "Hold this bitch's corpse upside down!"

Two tall Western Xia soldiers immediately grabbed Xiao Saihong by the ankles and lifted her upside down, forming a "Y" shape.

Li Yuanhao stepped forward and ripped off Xiao Saihong's tattered loincloth. Xiao Saihong's wounded and genital area was immediately exposed.

Li Yuanhao lifted Xiao Saihong's head and forcefully shoved the iron rod into the severed neck. The iron rod pierced the skull with a "thud."

Xiao Saihong's mouth was forced open, and her delicate tongue protruded. Pink brain matter mixed with crimson blood gushed from the corners of Xiao Saihong's mouth, nostrils, and ears.

Li Yuanhao glanced at Xiao Saihong's ravaged vulva, then reached out and wantonly caressed it.

He felt her vulva still trembling slightly, and her swollen clitoris was hard. Looking down, he saw that her two bright red nipples were also slightly erect.

He spat and cursed, "What a slut." Seeing that Xiao Saihong's vagina was filled with her protruding uterus and still-wriggling intestines, he cursed again, "The front door is blocked, so I have to go through the back door!" With that, he aimed the other end of the iron rod at Xiao Saihong's anus and thrust it in hard, all the way until the broken end of her neck touched her anus.

Li Yuanhao grabbed Xiao Saihong's protruding uterus and intestines and wrapped them around her neck. A pale, bluish-white intestine, like a snake, slowly wriggled around Xiao Saihong's neck. Her protruding tongue licked her swollen clitoris, creating a bizarre masturbation posture she could never have achieved in life.

Li Yuanhao stepped back, appraising his masterpiece with satisfaction.

Just then, a scout reported, "Your Highness, Mu Guiying's Song army has crossed Yinma River. Mu Guiying herself is leading the vanguard, and they are less than ten li from the city."

Li Yuanhao clapped his hands and laughed loudly, "Perfect timing! Quickly hang this whore on the city wall. Let Mu Guiying see her future fate."

His men, upon receiving the order, immediately carried Xiao Saihong's naked corpse to the city wall and hurriedly hung it there. Perhaps from the movement, Xiao Saihong's tightly closed eyes opened again. Facing the countless corpses of Song soldiers scattered across the mountains outside the city, two lines of bloody tears silently streamed down Xiao Saihong's beautiful eyes.

More than an hour later, a troop of Song soldiers galloped in, led by a female general named Mu Guiying. Upon seeing the ravaged battlefield, Mu Guiying was shocked. But when she saw the gruesome sight of Xiao Saihong, hanging upside down and brutally murdered, her exhausted body could no longer support her. She swayed twice, coughed up blood, fell from her horse, and fainted.

The generals were alarmed and quickly helped her up. Back at camp, although Mu Guiying awoke, she developed a high fever. She had no choice but to order the gates closed, raise a "no battle" sign, and send someone to Zhucha Pass to summon Wan Hongyu, who was stationed there, to take over command.

[The End]

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