【The East Wind at Red Cliff】(1-5)

1. Red Cliff

. The Yangtze River, Red Cliff.

Cao Cao stood by the railing of the Bronze Sparrow Terrace, facing the vast river before him, where Cai Mao and Zhang Yun's naval forces stretched out,

along with countless military camps covering the riverbanks.

"Riding six dragons, riding the wind, uniting the princes nine times, bringing order to the world," a line of poetry, imbued with

the confidence and pride of this warlord, inspired his generals. Indeed, since the Prime Minister raised his army, he had been invincible.

Those

powerful figures who had once stood in the way of Wei—the Yellow Turbans, Dong Zhuo, Lü Bu, Yuan Shao—no matter how invincible they once were, they had all vanished like smoke. They had weathered countless storms;

soon, the land of Jiangdong would also change hands.

"My lords, go and make your arrangements. Our Northern Army is not accustomed to naval warfare and needs rigorous training. Now, relying on our naval and land camps,

even if Sun Quan has an elite navy, he dares not attack. The few sporadic raids he

can

launch will not shake our foundation. We need not be hasty or rash; we only need to hold our ground. Once our navy is fully trained, we can finish the Battle of Red Cliffs in one fell swoop. As for Cai Mao and Zhang Yun, since they feigned surrender to plot against me, let them be killed.

This will give us control of the navy."

Cao Cao's words finally became somewhat unnatural. Jiang Gan had actually been

fooled by Zhou Yu's incredibly simple counter-espionage scheme. What a useless piece of trash! It was a waste of his trust in him.

Recalling the heads of Cai Mao and Zhang Yun that rolled down the wall a few days ago and his slightly belated cry of "Spare their lives!",

he felt quite frustrated and embarrassed in front of his generals.

Well, right, speaking of embarrassing things, we also have to mention that damned Zhuge Liang's "Thank you, Prime Minister Cao, for the arrows

." You can pick up trash, but why thank me? However, it doesn't matter. The overall situation is still in our hands.

What does losing two surrendered naval commanders matter? What's the big

deal about sending Sun Quan 100,000 arrows? It'll just delay training and supplies for a few days.

Sun Ce was such a formidable opponent! Now that it's Sun Quan, has he lost his mind?

With a massive army pressing in, he neither surrenders nor flees, but instead brings in Liu Bei, this country bumpkin, thinking he can hold the line?

Borrowing arrows with straw boats? Country bumpkins only know these petty tricks. When our main army moves out, they'll

find these things are completely useless.

The generals wisely withdrew. The Prime Minister has been having some minor setbacks lately, but his confidence in the overall situation

has never wavered. Everyone busied themselves with their tasks, and the entire camp immediately

began . Cao Cao surveyed his camp with satisfaction. A strategic overview was indeed the key to victory or defeat, and his mood improved

considerably. The Han chancellor's mind began to stir. He turned to his attendant and asked, "I've heard there are beautiful women in Jiangnan. Is that true?"

Here it comes. His attendants were all long-time servants of Cao Cao,

well aware of the chancellor's thoughts. The chancellor was a ruthless and ambitious man, and it's understandable that ambitious men enjoy beautiful women. However, what was particularly unique about

the chancellor was his fondness for playing with other men's beautiful wives.

He had almost been killed for this hobby; Zhang Xiu was forced to surrender and then rebel in this way. Even Dian Wei, whom

the chancellor relied on as "the ancient evil one," lost his life in that rebellion. Yet, the chancellor preferred

beauties newly married, perhaps because women with sexual experience possessed a more mature

charm .

However, only a powerful figure like the Prime Minister could afford such a refined lifestyle. The attendants, being

mere salespeople, had no right to pay the bill. "Lord Qiao of Lujiang has two daughters, both exceptionally beautiful. The elder, Da Qiao,

was the wife of Sun Ce, the elder brother of the Marquis of Wu in Jiangdong. She has been a widow since Sun Ce's death. The younger, Xiao Qiao, married Zhou Yu, the Governor of Jiangdong."

"Hmm, exceptionally beautiful, not bad. After the war, I will invite the two Qiaos to enjoy the scenery at the Bronze Sparrow Terrace."

Cao Cao, having heard that Da Qiao and Xiao Qiao were renowned beauties of Jiangdong, now newly married and of noble status, one of

them a widow, was exactly to his liking. "These two women have entered the Wu palace; I doubt they will be courteous after being captured

. They need to be properly trained. You all, quickly have your spies draw their figures, and have the palace craftsmen create suitable fittings for the two

ladies ."

He was about to tame beauties again, this time the wives of his enemy. It seemed the process would be incredibly

exciting and alluring. The Prime Minister's romantic escapades are truly unparalleled throughout history! We, his close attendants, can also catch a glimpse of

the beautiful figures of Da Qiao and Xiao Qiao. Immediately, someone shouted "Yes, sir!" and rushed off to arrange Cao Cao's pleasure plans.

2. The Two Qiaos

At this moment, in the opposite Eastern Wu camp, Zhou Yu was solemnly pondering various

plans . One plan after another was rejected. The wise and brave commander was now at a loss, completely unaware

that a gentle figure had been standing silently behind him for a long time, even gently draping a warm robe over himself.

"Sigh." Governor Zhou rose and sighed, only then realizing that his robe had fallen off. Before he

could bend down , a pair of fair, delicate hands picked it up for him and draped it back over his shoulders. "Zhou Lang,

a great battle is imminent, don't let yourself get cold."

"Xiao Qiao, you've been standing behind me the whole time? You've only just recovered from typhoid fever, why don't you rest more?" Looking at

his felt a surge of happiness. Everyone in the army said that Governor Zhou and Xiao

Qiao were a perfect match, but he knew even better that his wife was not only virtuous, beautiful, gentle, and considerate, but also exceptionally

good .

Over the years, she had not only managed the household affairs

impeccably . A political matter that would normally face considerable resistance in court

could be easily swayed by Xiao Qiao's few words among the noblewomen, causing those powerful ministers to back down under the influence of his formidable wife's pillow talk. As

the Grand Commander, Zhou Yu's many actions in the army and court were not only greatly supported by Lord Wu, but also partly due to the secret

assistance of his beloved wife.

Moreover, she never whispered anything in his ear; this thoughtfulness alone ensured that Zhou Yu

never had to worry about trouble in his home sphere during the power struggles of the court. Over the years, whenever he discussed matters with Lord Wu, Lord Wu would

intentionally sigh, "If my sister could learn even a tenth of my sister-in-law's gentleness and quiet grace, I wouldn't have to worry

about her not being able to get married." Sometimes, he would even tentatively add, "How about

we marry her to you after you achieve some great merit? Your sister-in-law will definitely be well-behaved."

"No way! If Lord Wu insists on harming me, he might as well just order me beheaded." Zhou Yu served Sun Quan, the heir entrusted to him by his

dying , with utmost loyalty, but this marriage between close relatives

was an absolute exception. Thinking of Princess Sun Shangxiang, who caused chaos in the Wu palace every few days, and then

looking at his wife, Zhou Yu felt that marrying Xiao Qiao was an immense blessing and a perfect match.

"You're worrying about Cao Cao's army again, but thinking about it all day isn't a solution." Xiao Qiao's words were

always full of quiet tenderness. "Dinner is ready. I made a few dishes myself, and they're on

the side table in the study. I've arranged to go to my sister's place today, so I'll be back a little late. Remember to put

this robe ."

Xiao Qiao's sister was naturally Da Qiao. The marriages of these two beauties were sensational stories in Jiangdong back then.

The great beauty married Sun Ce, the brother of the current Lord Wu, Sun Quan, while the little beauty naturally married Commander Zhou

. Sun Ce and Zhou Yu were childhood friends. They both married the most beautiful women in Jiangdong,

a feat that made all the other warlords envious and even stirred the ambitions of Cao Cao.

It was thought that the two Qiao sisters would live happily ever after, but their good fortune was short-lived. Perhaps due to jealousy,

Sun Ce, just as he was about to attack Cao Cao's stronghold of Xuchang to rescue Emperor Xian of Han from Cao Cao's confinement, was unexpectedly killed by

an assassin's poisoned weapon. Da Qiao was left a widow. As a woman herself, Xiao Qiao naturally understood her sister

's loneliness. She considered arranging a marriage between Zhou Yu and her sister, so that the two sisters could share a husband and

support each other.

Although Zhou Yu and Da Qiao's husband, Sun Ce, were sworn brothers, the prevailing social norms did not apply to such matters,

and in the chaotic times, such a move could be considered a win-win situation.

Xiao Qiao put a lot of thought into her sister's remarriage. Lord Wu, naturally, first tested the waters through Princess Sun Shangxiang.

Sun Shangxiang was extremely close to the two Qiao sisters and admired Xiao Qiao the most. Upon hearing this, she

boldly declared, "Leave my brother's side to me! If he dares to cause trouble, I'll lead the female cavalry to

escort Da Qiao all the way to your residence. Let's see if he dares to raid our house!"

The result was unexpected. Lord Wu, who had thought it would be the biggest obstacle, readily agreed.

Zhou Yu, who usually treated his brother's wife well, backed down. When Xiao Qiao, with her shy sister in tow, subtly suggested to Zhou Yu that she remarry into the Zhou family,

she saw her husband's expression change and he fall silent. After a long silence, he finally uttered a sentence to Da Qiao: "

Brother , this is a family matter, and I cannot overstep my bounds. Let's not mention this again."

From then on, Zhou Yu repeatedly avoided Da Qiao. The Zhou

brother who used to take time out of his busy schedule to personally visit Da Qiao's residence to care for her disappeared. Although the servants of the Grand Commander's Mansion still visited Da Qiao every few days, Xiao Qiao

knew that what her sister needed was not gold and silver, but a shoulder to lean on. However, Zhou Yu had

his own concerns: "My brother Sun Ce is the former lord, and he has a legitimate heir. Although I am now being relied upon by the Marquis of Wu, if some villain

takes the opportunity to sow discord, saying that I am colluding with my brother's wife to seize the position of Marquis of Wu, I will have no way to defend myself."

Xiao Qiao could only try to spend more time with her, using sisterly affection to ease

the slight .

"Sister, I've come to see you." Sun Ce's residence was deserted, with only Da Qiao guarding

her infant son . Xiao Qiao and Sun Shangxiang's visit was almost her only chance to confide in someone. "Sister's here,

come in quickly. Are you... all alone?"

"Yes, Shangxiang doesn't know I'm here today." Xiao Qiao brought

up , using this excuse several times already. But both sisters knew that the other

person Da Qiao wanted to ask about earlier wasn't Sun Shangxiang, but Zhou Yu.

"Sister, I've made some dishes, let's enjoy them together. Hmm, it's been a long time since I've had

the pleasure of your tea ceremony." Xiao Qiao played with her sister's child for a while, then had the servants escort them away.

The two sisters sat facing each other in the empty room, a small dish that hadn't been touched in a long time laid out before them.

This was the only precious time between the two sisters. Xiao Qiao remembered how, when Sun Ce was alive, her sister

would half-jokingly, half-persuadingly chase her husband out, then blissfully begin to whisper intimate thoughts about

their bedroom. After asking about her experiences in bed, her sister would even tease her about how Zhou Yu would kiss and play with her feet every time they made love.

But now, the two sisters sat facing each other, unable to speak. Her sister was a widow, no longer experiencing the happiness of being played with and possessed by her husband. As the younger sister, she couldn't bear to mention the shame and pleasure of their intimate moments, lest she rub salt

into her sister's wounds. 　　"Is your typhoid fever completely cured, little sister? You must take care to rest. I can always ." Da Qiao saw her sister's concern but couldn't find a topic to talk about, and didn't want to leave the conversation awkward. However, she subconsciously steered the conversation back to Zhou Yu. "I heard that Cao Cao's army is already training its navy on the other side of the river. Brother-in-law Zhou... has he been working too hard on military affairs lately? Once a man gets into a career, he doesn't care about his health. You are also a wife, so you must take good care of him and not end up like me..." 　　"Yes, I heard that Cao Cao's army has a lot of troops, and with Cai Mao and Zhang Yun's navy to bolster their strength, Zhou Lang has been racking , but I'm just a woman and there's not much I can do to help him." Xiao Qiao answered intentionally or unintentionally. Seeing her sister's expression when she mentioned Zhou Lang, she knew that today's topic would inevitably revolve around the Battle of Red Cliffs. 　　"These days, the people are all in a state of panic. Lord Wu's forces are insufficient, and Sister Shangxiang has also led female cavalry to 　　harass Cao's army. Why don't you come to my place, sister? We can spend a few days together and let Zhou Lang taste your tea ceremony." "Please don't! If I go, my brother-in-law is very cautious and might interfere with important military affairs." Da Qiao hurriedly dissuaded her, then smiled bitterly, "Sister, I know you are generous and kind, and you want what's best for your sister. But I am a woman of lowly birth. Now that I am the Queen of Changsha, I am content. This ill-fated relationship with Commander Zhou can only be buried in my heart. If you truly care for your sister, then tell me about his affairs from time to time." 　　So the two sisters chatted softly for a while, reminiscing about their past affection. Da Qiao then invited Xiao Qiao to join her in undressing and soaking in the hot spring in the backyard of the mansion. The two women dressed up for each other, and soon it was time to leave. Unlike before , Da Qiao suddenly asked Xiao Qiao shyly if she and her brother-in-law had been intimate lately. "Sister, I want to ask you, your brother-in-law has been very busy lately, so has he been having less time to consummate the marriage with you? Does he... still kiss your feet as often as he did when you were newlyweds?"

"It's less, but it's still there. Kissing girls' beautiful feet is his hobby.

He often uses my old tabi socks for that purpose. If you're lonely, sister, why don't you change into my

robes I'll stay here for you tonight." Xiao Qiao knew her sister was lonely and hadn't enjoyed

the pleasures of the bedroom in a long time. She had thought about it before; the two sisters looked alike, and if her sister was willing, she

would substitute for her to make her sister's wish come true.

"Zhou Lang has been dealing with military affairs late into the night lately. If you simply dismiss the servants and keep a low profile in the tent,

no one will notice. If you wish to win Zhou Lang's favor, just place your worn footsocks in front of the bed; that will be the hint of

our agreement."

"Silly sister, no matter how well-hidden, things will eventually be discovered by dawn, and then it will be too late to undo the damage."

Da Qiao handed a brocade pouch to Xiao Qiao. "I don't expect to have the same passionate desires as you, but if you

don't mind, could you take my... these two pairs of footsocks back with him so he can enjoy them too? Since he

enjoys the sound of your feet, I imagine... with yours added, he'll get even more pleasure."

Xiao Qiao silently accepted the brocade pouch from her sister, knowing it was the only

connection she could make between Zhou Lang and her sister. Sister, don't be shy. Tonight, I will definitely put your footsocks on Zhou Lang's penis. The next day, those footsocks,

stained with Zhou Lang's semen, will accompany you through the cold nights by your pillow.

Under the cover of night, Xiao Qiao gracefully departed the desolate Sun Ce residence. Unbeknownst to the two women, during

their intimate conversation in the hot springs, Cao Cao's spies had meticulously measured their clothing. Several days later, their

measurements appeared almost perfectly before Cao Cao.

3. Bronze Sparrow Terrace

: "Desire keeps one young." The not-so-young Prime Minister Cao stood before the portraits of Da Qiao and Xiao Qiao, remarking

on his excellent physical condition and, in some respects, desires that were no different from those of a young man.

There were still many capable individuals within Cao Cao's army. As a former formidable adversary of the Prime Minister, Sun Ce's spies

were among the most outstanding Wei agents sent to various regions. Many important spies, once infiltrated, would remain

hidden for years , sometimes even after their lords had fallen and their kingdoms perished, without receiving orders to change targets.

The warlords across the land all employed this method, unanimously believing that the price paid for gaining the enemy's undue

trust was well worth it. The Prime Minister was particularly adept at this; to guard against the possibility that those around him were spies from the enemy,

he even once drew his sword and killed a close attendant who had only wanted to cover him with a blanket in the dead of night, simply because the attendant

had approached him without being summoned.

Now, Cao Cao felt his foresight was remarkably brilliant. Sun Ce was dead, but the spies in Sun Ce's household

remained . Originally intended as a precaution—if Sun Ce's young son, under the control of a powerful minister in Eastern Wu, overthrew Sun Quan,

then Sun Ce's household would become valuable again—Cao Cao, having led a large army,

could no longer afford such a possibility. However, those spies had still accomplished another important task entrusted to him by Prime Minister Cao with excellent quality:

drawing and measuring the figures of Da Qiao and Xiao Qiao.

The accompanying painters immediately used the measurements of Da Qiao and Xiao Qiao's clothing to present the two beauties on canvases

before . Meanwhile, under the guidance of a sorcerer skilled in female torture, craftsmen began

creating various torture devices for Da Qiao and Xiao Qiao. Cao Cao was deeply captivated by the dignified and gentle beauty of the two Qiaos in the paintings,

spending time gazing at their portraits every day.

Seeing Cao Cao's behavior, almost everyone assumed that one day the Prime Minister would succumb to his infatuation with the two beauties and

order a full-scale naval attack on the Wu army, swiftly annihilating Eastern Wu. Some generals even selected

elite squads for the initial attack, supposedly a special arrangement to ensure the two Wu palace ladies were captured alive without injury.

With such a grand display of force, even the most incompetent scouts on the other side had to know that Cao Cao's army was eager to capture Zhou

Yu 's wives.

But in reality, Cao Cao was not in a hurry at all; he was feigning it. He wasn't unwilling to play with Da Qiao and Xiao Qiao, but he

knew that to do so, he first needed to defeat the Eastern Wu army before him, just as he had to trample others underfoot before he could have their beautiful

wives . He loved to play with other men's women, but he was also a ruthless

and ambitious ruler.

I feigned such eagerness, spreading rumors of capturing Zhou Yu's wife and Sun Ce's widow for my own amusement.

I even mistakenly killed Cai Mao and Zhang Yun, and sent Zhuge Liang 100,000 arrows. So, Sun Quan and Zhou Yu, if you

can't resist, quickly send your navy to attack my naval camp. While my naval offensive is still lacking in experience,

its defense, combined with the shore camps, is already impenetrable.

The more you attack, the more refined my navy becomes. A few minor losses are nothing;

once you gradually lose your absolute advantage in naval command and tactics, the overall situation will be irreversible, and

Da Qiao and Xiao Qiao will not escape my Bronze Sparrow Terrace.

Your mistake was opposing me. I am Cao Mengde, the Chancellor of Han, the man who created the miracle of defeating Yuan Shao's million-

strong army . The Mandate of Heaven rests on my shoulders. Now even the Emperor must obey my commands. If I make him accuse you of

rebellion, you'll only have to wait to be wiped out by my 800,000-strong army.

What good would it do to bring that country bumpkin Liu Bei to oppose me? How many men does he have? A few thousand? A few hundred? They don't even add up to

the number of a single cavalry vanguard I casually send out.

True, that big-eared rascal has several fierce generals like Zhao Yun, Guan Yu, and Zhang Fei under his command, and he's even recruited some 'Sleeping Dragon'

as his strategist, but a country bumpkin is a country bumpkin. He can't afford to equip his army properly. Even his closest generals

wear straw sandals made by the big-eared rascal himself—straw sandals! They're even

more shabby than those Yellow Turban rebels, yet they call it brotherhood. Hahaha, it's hilarious! You actually took

such a useless piece of trash who couldn't even protect his own wife (Note: Liu Bei's wife died in

the chaos , and Zhao Yun rescued his infant son, A Dou), as a powerful ally, providing him with weapons and provisions, and even giving Jingzhou to

Liu Bei as a gift for the alliance. No wonder that not long after, I also wanted to seize your own wives and play with them.

Look at my army! Disciplined, well-organized, and well-equipped, with a large amount of equipment and reserve troops

continuously transported from Qingzhou. This is the foundation of my unification of the world. A mere 100,000

arrows were replenished in just one day. Such powerful reinforcements cannot be easily overtaken by a beggar who takes advantage of the situation once or twice.

Reposted. Even across the formidable Yangtze River, I've already brought the Eastern Wu navy to its doorstep.

Look at my ships, linked together by iron chains, like an impenetrable fortress. Warhorses traverse them with ease, no longer experiencing the initial

turbulence and disarray. Such an ironclad formation, coupled with hundreds of thousands of well-equipped Qingzhou soldiers,

how could a mere 50,000 Eastern Wu naval troops possibly withstand it?

Some time ago, a subordinate even advised me, saying that my ships, linked together by iron chains, are most vulnerable to fire attacks, but I brushed him

off .

Haha, Sun Quan, you might think I'm truly arrogant and conceited, but you're wrong again. After defeating Yuan Shao,

I remind myself every day that I must never become another Yuan Shao. It's true that my men are not as adept at naval tactics and strategy

as your subordinate Zhou Yu, but I am still an expert in military campaigns.

A general must be well-versed in astronomy, geography, and local customs. For this campaign against Jiangdong, my strategists and I

studied the local weather and geography dozens of times. Every year at this time, the river is shrouded in mist, with only occasional

light breezes. Most importantly, there will never be a strong easterly wind.

Without the assistance of an easterly wind, how can you launch a fire attack? Are you going

to retreat ? You burn one, I'll bring in two more; I can wear you down.

Cao Cao, while drinking and inspecting his troops, gazed at the painting of the Two Qiaos and indulged in fantasies. Before long, he

fell into a drunken stupor, the alcohol triggering his headache. The Prime Minister once again began

his self-absorbed reverie.

"Ah, my head is starting to throb again. It's so unbearable to have a headache without a beauty to play with. That idiot

Hua Tuo , does he think that by refusing to cure my headache, he can blackmail me into not killing

him? He's wrong. I am the chosen one, and those who blackmail me never have a good end.

If he doesn't cure me, he'll never need to be cured again. What good are ten more years of life? Even the divine tortoise, though long-lived, has its end;

the flying serpent riding the mist, eventually turns to dust; the old steed in its stall still aspires to gallop a thousand miles; the hero, though old, still cherishes a heart full of ambition… My

beauty, we will soon meet again."

The next day, a spirited Prime Minister Cao arrived at the Bronze Sparrow Terrace and stood before him… On display stood a

torture device specially crafted for the Qiao sisters.

For Prime Minister Cao, skilled at manipulating other men's beautiful wives, training women was a commendable

skill. After all, making a married woman submit to the advances of a stranger was no easy

feat. Each time he seized another man's wife, besides using his status and power to force her into submission,

the Prime also possessed considerable expertise in female body training.

A whip was an indispensable tool, but the main course was this very device before him, named "Bronze Sparrow Terrace" after the palace.

The Qiao sisters possessed noble bearing, and the torture device prepared for them was naturally exquisitely crafted, cruel yet devoid of any bloodshed

. This Bronze Sparrow Terrace was exceptionally beautifully crafted; its main body was a triangular wooden horse torture platform, entirely

cast in bronze.

The wooden horse platform was long enough to accommodate both Da Qiao and Xiao Qiao riding simultaneously, and its height perfectly matched their waists and abdomens.

The back of the platform was covered in leather, with slightly rounded and rough edges. This minimized the initial torment

and injury, but the rough leather rubbed against their genitals, effectively draining

their stamina over time.

Two long, stiff poles, each over a meter tall, were inserted into the area where they sat. A crossbeam connected the

two poles at the top, and several pulleys were attached to the crossbeam.

The triangular wooden horse's function was self-evident. During training, the two Qiaos would sit on the platform with

their lower legs crossed, their hands folded behind their backs, like a bird spreading its wings. Their flat feet, with the lower legs

crossed, were placed behind them, soles facing upwards. During training, they would remove their fragrant shoes and foot bags, holding up four foot-warming

palace lanterns, a posture of extreme beauty.

The ropes suspending the two Qiao sisters' hands were tied to their toes via pulleys on a crossbeam. Any

slight struggle from either sister's foot would intensify the pain in the other's suspended arm, and any

swaying of the body would further exacerbate the torture of the wooden horse platform.

Cao Cao was quite pleased with the interconnected mechanisms of the Bronze Sparrow Terrace. In his view, the two Qiao sisters were deeply devoted to each other,

and it wouldn't be difficult to force the other into submission by threatening one's life. However, such a method

lacked challenge and fun.

The two Qiao sisters, being wives, were quiet and elegant. Being controlled by this torture device, mutually restraining each other, was akin

to each woman personally torturing the other, which would surely humiliate them. Once either Qiao broke down first, the other's resistance to chastity

would be broken, and she would enjoy the other's complete service. This Bronze Sparrow Terrace was

the perfect torture device for him to slowly grind down the two Qiao sisters' will to resist and enjoy the process of taming them.

Cao Cao was very satisfied with the exquisite craftsmanship and creativity of the torture device before him. Inspired, he wrote a poem

about and sent a messenger with a letter of surrender, the poem, and a replica of the Bronze Sparrow Terrace of the same size

to the Eastern Wu camp.

4. The Brocade Pouch:

"That traitor Cao is going too far!" In the main hall, Zhou Yu drew his sword and slammed it down

on , then kicked the entire table away, spilling wine and water everywhere.

Sun Quan, the Marquis of Wu, who held great power in Jiangdong, had summoned all the

military and political and the generals of Liu Bei's side to discuss strategies against Cao Cao. Beside the somewhat dazed, large-eared Liu Bei stood a handsome young man, gently waving a feather fan— the legendary Zhuge Liang, the Crouching Dragon whom

Liu Bei had famously visited three times to persuade to join him. 　　The lord remained silent, yet a capable subordinate drew his sword and overturned the table. Unless pre-arranged, this was undeniably disrespectful, especially in an important occasion with allies present. Moreover, for a strategist, revealing emotional fluctuations to a potential rival would allow the opponent to analyze the situation, putting them at a disadvantage in future conflicts due to a lack of understanding of their enemy. 　　However, second only to Zhou Yu's actions, no one in the hall, including Sun Quan, dared to offer any dissuasion , not even a word of comfort. 　　The reason was simple: for any man with a happy family and successful career, if someone told him they wanted to steal and abuse his beautiful wife, and even presented him with sexually abusive equipment and a document intended for taming a married woman...

If a magnificent poem about seizing a wife were presented to him, anyone who dared to speak of appeasement at this moment

would be met with the urge to draw his sword and kill.

Moreover, the

confident —the elder sister of his beautiful wife, and also the wife of his sworn brother, the widowed Da

Qiao.

Persuasion to surrender was merely a formality; both sides knew that surrender was impossible without a battle,

and after the battle, there would likely be no need for surrender. Therefore, the messengers Cao Cao sent were suicide soldiers;

they had all bitten open their poison sacs and committed suicide when Sun Quan ordered them dragged away and beheaded.

The problem was that this exchange between the two sides was not just about persuasion to surrender. Thus, all the generals and officials in the hall, as well as

Liu Bei's side, saw the sadomasochistic device Cao Cao had prepared for Zhou Yu's beautiful wife, and

the exquisitely written "Ode to the Bronze Sparrow Terrace."

When the curtain of the Bronze Sparrow Terrace was lifted, all the men within half a cup of tea's time roughly guessed

Prime Minister Cao's rather smug training plan. They immediately sat up straight, eyes downcast, to avoid

becoming the target of Governor Zhou's venting.

"Lord Wu, Gongjin begs for troops to fight to the death! Without killing the traitor Cao, I cannot avenge this great humiliation!" Zhou Yu knelt

before , the veins on his sword-wielding hand bulging.

"Inappropriate." This time, it wasn't Sun Quan who spoke, but Zhuge Liang, who was lightly waving his feather fan. Zhou Yu showed no

mercy to Liu Bei, and with a swift movement, his gleaming sword was placed against the Sleeping Dragon's neck. "Say one more

word , and believe me, I dare to kill you right here in this hall!"

Seeing Liu Bei standing there speechless with fright, Sun Quan sensed that the situation was not right and quickly prepared to persuade him tactfully as

his lord . The other party was, after all, a strategic ally, although this ally seemed

rather dim-witted at the moment. Sun Quan himself felt he had chosen the wrong ally, but his elderly mother in the Wu palace

had a very high opinion of this honest and simple Liu Bei, and had even mentioned several times that the headstrong Princess Sun Shangxiang should be married to him, with Jingzhou

as the dowry. But before Sun Quan could speak, Zhuge Liang interrupted again. Did he have a death wish?

"Gongjin wants to attack Cao Cao's army, should he take the waterway or the land route?" Fortunately, this time he didn't argue with Gongjin,

otherwise he wouldn't be able to save him. Although the two wise men were still facing off in the hall, the focus of their debate finally

shifted to how to fight Cao Cao's army. Liu Bei finally felt relieved. It would be too unfair if the strategist he had finally managed to invite

was defeated at his mother-in-law's house; he wouldn't even be able to get compensation.

"Naturally, it's by water. As the commander-in-chief of the Jiangdong navy, I

've never seriously." Zhou Yu accepted the challenge without hesitation. Cao Cao, you want to mess with my wife? I'll take your

life.

"Cao Cao's navy is linked together like an iron chain, an impenetrable fortress. Many naval tactics of encirclement and splitting have failed. How

did you Commander-in-Chief, manage to break through Cao Cao's defenses?" The fan-wielding fellow opposite him seemed to have some skill, but it didn't matter. The Eastern Wu

army was the king of the navy, and Commander-in-Chief Zhou Yu had never feared any opponent in naval warfare. "Even if it's an impenetrable fortress

, under my personal command, with each warship maneuvering in one area, we can still use the

mobility to break through the enemy's ironclad formation step by step."

"A gradual attack won't strike at the heart of Cao Cao's forces. They are building ships day and night on the shore; the losses from one battle can be replenished in a few days."

The Crouching Dragon (Zhou Yu) pointed out Commander-in-Chief Zhou's fatal flaw. Eastern Wu's forces were severely insufficient. Even with sophisticated tactics,

they could barely gain a slight advantage. The enemy could afford to lose both supplies and manpower, while their own side could

n't too many losses. Didn't you see Liu Bei still sewing straw sandals for his beloved general day and night? The days of guerrilla warfare are tough.

After a long pause, Zhou Yu finally managed to squeeze out a sentence, "Iron chains connect them; fire attack is also possible." "That's what

I thought too." It was rare for the Crouching Dragon to finally refrain from contradicting him this time. But before Zhou Yu could

even finish his sentence, the other man immediately added with unwavering composure, "The east wind is hard to borrow."

"What are you pretending to be so profound about? Do you think I don't know there's no east wind now? I'm just looking for an excuse to go to war!"

This time, Zhou Yu was truly enraged by the other man's dismissive attitude. It seemed Cao Cao wasn't after your wife, so

of course you could speak so easily. What's even more intolerable is that this guy, pretending to be profound with his fan,

dared to keep staring at the Bronze Sparrow Terrace built for Xiao Qiao while talking to me. Was this pervert fantasizing about Xiao Qiao

riding on it? "Mr. Zhuge, where are you looking?"

"Oh, looking at this thing designed by Cao Cao. It's quite exquisite. May I take it back and study it?"

Liu Bei, drinking his wine, was already terrified. Strategist, you're under someone else's roof!

Why are you provoking the Grand Commander for no reason? And staring so intently at that Bronze Sparrow Terrace! Have you become so devoid of lust from reading that

you can't see it's a sadomasochistic device Cao Cao used to discipline his wife? You're looking at it so closely; this is

a compromising situation ! Come to think of it, Strategist, you're a hot-blooded young man. If you also have this kind of taste, it's understandable. "

That will have to wait until after we take control of Jingzhou. I, your imperial uncle, will find someone for you to be one, along with several beauties.

You can do whatever you want with them. We shouldn't cause any trouble at this critical juncture." Fortunately, the strategist didn't seem completely confused.

Before Commander Zhou could stab someone, he said, "It's only natural for a commander to be attached to his wife, but we must not

let personal feelings ruin the grand plan of Eastern Wu in the battle against Cao Cao."

"If you like, take her back and play with her as you please." Zhou Yu apologized to his lord and left the hall

without looking back .

In the past few days, Zhou Yu had been immersed in the Eastern Wu navy, desperately training his ships and devising various contingency plans.

Xiao Qiao brought him food to the camp every day and also met the renowned Crouching Dragon. As the days passed, the pressure on everyone's

hearts grew heavier. Cao Cao was in no hurry to attack, training his navy every day and investigating the waterways and Eastern Wu's

deployment.

Although the daily interceptions of Cao Cao's scout ships by Eastern Wu were remarkably effective, the generals knew they

were merely cannon fodder deliberately sent to their deaths by the traitor Cao. While the old fox was not adept at naval tactics, he had strategically been

controlling and guiding the battle at Chibi, thus diminishing Eastern Wu's hopes by the afternoon.

His strength was greater than yours; if you didn't attack, he would scout your fleet, investigate the waterways, and gather

preparations. If you attacked, he would send you a few cannon fodder, record your naval battles, and analyze and

counter any possible tactics. No matter how much you trained, you could only rise from 99 to 100 points.

Meanwhile, the opponent calmly rose from failing to over 60, 70, and 80 points. The tactical

gap only narrowed, while the opponent could use 10 ships to wear down your 1. How could you fight like this?

"There must be a way." Zhou Yu hadn't slept for several nights, his eyes bloodshot.

Besides his daily frantic planning, he would often suddenly and wildly push his wife onto the bed and possess her.

Xiao Qiao stood silently by his side, never resisting when her husband violated her.

The two enjoyed what might be their last moments of intimacy. Da Qiao's footsocks were repeatedly slipped onto Zhou Lang's thick

penis , then gently held in Xiao Qiao's mouth, sucking the sweat stains on her sister's footsocks and

the hot semen that her lover ejaculated a moment later. Cao Cao now knew all about his and his sister's schemes in Jiangdong. Several days ago, his sister began

to carry a dagger, and he secretly placed a highly poisonous pill in his dressing box.

But if that day truly came, the happiest and most fulfilling ending would still be a final blissful union with her sister, followed by

both dying by their husband's sword. Xiao Qiao secretly made up her mind that if they truly couldn't escape this calamity, she would do

everything she could to ensure her sister's happiness before going to the underworld together. Even if Zhou Yu didn't have time to possess her, she

would at least have him put his penis in her mouth and let her suckle, and caress her once more.

"I've got it! I've finally got it, Xiao Qiao! I will definitely make sure you are safe and sound!" That day, Zhou Yu suddenly

jumped up excitedly and hugged his beloved wife, almost startling Xiao Qiao. However, seeing her husband's joyful expression, she figured he must

have a brilliant plan to deal with Cao Cao's army. But as a wife, she already knew the rule that wives shouldn't pry into their husbands' military secrets.

"My lord, you hold me so tightly."

"Haha, Xiao Qiao, you and your sister won't be defiled by that old thief. I will make that old thief

wash away the shame he brought upon you with his life." Zhou Yu put Xiao Qiao down and immediately went to the naval camp to make arrangements. Xiao Qiao was

very pleased to learn that her husband was about to defeat the enemy. Her heart, like a deer's, suddenly thought of the torture device that Cao Cao had sent for her and

her sister , which she had never seen before.

If she and her sister were both on it, and the one controlling the torture device was Zhou Lang, how

shy . Just

as Zhou Yu was about to leave the governor's mansion, he saw Zhuge Kongming leading a donkey towards him in the distance. Judging from the situation , he must be

looking for him. For some reason, Zhou Yu suddenly felt a sense of unease and vaguely felt that he

should avoid the other party. But as the Grand Commander, the other party was a strategist of a cooperative ally, and he could not

refuse to see him when he came to discuss matters. Zhou Yu still asked Xiao Qiao to go and prepare some tea and snacks to entertain this great strategist of Liu Bei's side, but he did not expect that

this decision would make him regret it later.

"The Commander-in-Chief looks well. Have you found a way to defeat Cao Cao's army?" The Crouching Dragon was always calm and composed,

and he would always add a few words before revealing his plans. Although Zhou Yu had an unpleasant experience with this man before, he felt a strong sense of kinship with him in the planning of

the military camp days. The two were evenly matched in their wisdom and had fought each other to a standstill, which was quite

a story. Now that the major problem has been solved, Zhou Yu no longer dwells on the past. "Indeed, 　　judging from your expression, sir, you seem to have

a good plan ." "Military matters are of great importance. How about the Commander and I each write our plans on our palms and share them with each other?" The two immediately took out pen and ink and wrote on their palms. Sure enough, both of them wrote the character "fire." They then burst into laughter. "No one understands us better than you, sir (Gongjin)." 　　"This matter is of great importance. I would like to ask in detail. Everyone knows that fire attacks can be used, but how does Gongjin intend to use fire to defeat the enemy?" Here we go again, leaving things unsaid, you like to play the deep game, don't you? But I'll play along to the end. "Please enlighten me, sir. The Cao traitor's shipyard has a great deal of supplies piled up." 　　"Hmm? This method seems feasible, but it has a flaw. Cao Cao is known for intercepting others' supply lines; how could we not be wary of him?" These simple words struck Zhou Yu like a thunderbolt. The most crucial part of his perfect plan was actually Cao Cao's trap. This cruel reminder instantly plunged him back into despair. 　　Still not enough? Does this old scoundrel have no flaws at all? No, even if it's a deliberate flaw, I must do everything in my power to protect my beloved wife, and the wife and children of my deceased brother. Wait, there's still Zhuge Liang. He speaks so calmly; he must have some method I haven't considered. 　　Zhou Yu barely suppressed his shock. He had always prided himself on his wisdom and resourcefulness, and being asked for advice by a colleague after only a few words was something he, as a wise man, was extremely unwilling to do. Rather than damage his pride, he would rather develop a new strategy to outshine his opponent. 　　But now, time was running out. For his beloved wife, even if it meant losing face and admitting defeat, he had to do it. "May I ask Mr. Zhuge, is there any other way to burn down Cao Cao's navy?" 　　Zhuge Liang handed over a brocade pouch. For some reason, Zhou Yu felt a sudden, inexplicable tension, as if the pouch contained poison rather than a brilliant plan. Zhuge Liang's additional comment made him even more uneasy: "I have a plan that might work, but it will inevitably require Gongjin to make a sacrifice to protect the foundation of Eastern Wu." 　　Whether from excitement or fear, his hands trembled slightly as he opened the pouch. Inside was a silk scroll. After reading a few lines, his previously extremely courteous attitude towards the Crouching Dragon changed 180 degrees, and in the blink of an eye, he drew his sword. " 　　Zhuge Kongming, you're courting death!" Xiao Qiao, who was carrying tea and snacks from the inner room, quickly stepped forward to stop him. " Zhou Lang , what are you doing? Mr. Zhuge is a guest." " 　　He is no longer a guest. Xiao Qiao, take the tea and snacks back. There's no need to treat this kind of person with the courtesy due to a guest. 　　You stay in the inner room and don't come out." 　　Zhou Lang had always been incredibly gentle in front of her, but this time his attitude was extremely harsh. Xiao Qiao didn't know what had happened in such a short time, but she saw a brocade pouch and a silk book lying on the ground next to her husband. Just as she was about to pick them up, she heard Zhou Lang shout, "Don't look at those things! Go back to your room immediately. I'll take this charlatan to feed the fish in the river, and then we'll meet again after defeating Cao Cao." 　　"But you can't defeat Cao Cao. The supply depots are either heavily guarded or have hidden traps. The Jiangdong army is good at naval warfare, but in land warfare, they are still a bit weaker than Cao Cao's Qingzhou army, not to mention their insufficient manpower..." Zhuge Liang 's words seemed to never waver, even though Zhou Yu's sword was already at his throat. 　　"It's enough that our troops are stronger than your big-eared scoundrel's. Cao Cao doesn't yet understand the key to my plan. As long as I personally lead the Jiangdong men to fight to the death, we'll have a chance." "The chance is less than ten percent. Although my plan is..."

"The commander is willing to make sacrifices, but he has a 60% chance of success."

"60% is not 100%, why should we follow your plan! No, even if it's 100%, I

will never compromise!" "If the commander insists, I cannot force him, but in this way, Jiangdong will be in danger."

"If it's in danger, then you should get out of here."

"Xiao Qiao is willing to sacrifice herself to save the people of Jiangdong. If you have a good plan, please discuss it in detail." A

gentle voice suddenly rang in their ears, and the argument stopped immediately. Zhou Yu looked at his wife in disbelief. The

silk scroll was already in Xiao Qiao's hand, with only six words on it: "Offer the two Qiaos, the east wind rises."

"Xiao Qiao, don't be fooled by this charlatan. Fighting is a man's business. What ability do you, a woman, have to break through

Cao Cao's navy?" Gongjin's words were stern but also pleading. Unfortunately, this was the first time he regretted that his

wife so clever.

"My lord, if we cannot break the encirclement of Cao Cao's army, we will both perish sooner or later. Master Zhuge is a man of his word.

Although I am a woman, I am a beauty that Cao Cao has specifically chosen to play with. With such a status,

under , I will surely be able to do things that men cannot. I beg Master Zhuge to discuss this in detail and guide my husband and the men of Jiangdong towards a

glimmer of hope."

"My lady's righteous sacrifice is truly admirable." Master Zhuge gently deflected Zhou Yu's weak sword with his feather fan and

pointed to an object being pulled by a donkey outside the courtyard, saying, "This object was specially made by Cao Cao for the two ladies.

The key to lies in the two ladies and this object."

5. A Difficult Plan

Ten days later, at the Grand Commander's Mansion.

"Sister, this journey is extremely dangerous. You need to take care of the child, so let me go alone." Xiao Qiao held

her sister's hand, and their tone already carried a hint of farewell. Tomorrow was the moment to go to that tiger's den and dragon's pool.

Cao Cao 's navy was becoming stronger day by day, and they could not delay any longer. "From now on, I'll have to trouble you to take care of Zhou Lang, sister."

"Sister, please don't try to persuade me anymore. Lord Wu has already sworn at the ancestral temple to take good care of his nephew. You and Zhou Lang

are a match made in heaven. Now it's only right that you, sister, should sacrifice yourself for me. It's all your fault for

neglecting your dancing skills these past few years. Otherwise, how could I have suffered the same fate as you?"

Da Qiao hugged her sister tightly, gently stroking Xiao Qiao's hair. Although her brows were slightly haggard

, there was an undisguised satisfaction and joy in her eyes. "Besides, thanks to you, sister has been able to be

openly . Compared to the endless days of loneliness in the cold palace, I would

be willing to die now."

"Yes. It's not your fault, sister. Cao Cao specifically ordered the capture of my sister and me. Now that we're going into the tiger's den, I can't

leave you behind." Xiao Qiao knew that her sister had been raising the child all these years, and although she appeared calm on the surface, she had actually given up hope

. Since her brother-in-law's death, the Wu family has been in charge of Jiangdong. The status and

bloodline has been a thorn in the side of some ministers, and whispers and rumors

have been circulating from the shadows.

Zhou Yu's covert protection, the Wu family's courteous treatment, and her sister's concessions and forbearance have only barely maintained the nominal status of the Queen of

Changsha . The Wu family also has its own children. The youngest son is still small, and the Wu family's rule

is legitimate. Moreover, the Dowager Empress is watching over the imperial clan. Once the nephews and nieces reach adulthood, the

position of heir apparent will be enough to incite fratricide.

The mother and son are isolated and powerless, and the sudden death of the heir apparent is

a common occurrence in chaotic times. No wonder her sister has always had a desolate and bleak expression whenever she talks about the future these past few years.

"I can only hope that Jiangdong's fortunes won't decline." Da Qiao saw that the time for healing had come, and the two, supporting each other,

moved to the hot spring in the mansion. They both undressed and immersed their beautiful bodies in the medicinal pool. As the two Qiaos moaned softly,

their hands gently caressed their private parts, using the medicinal properties of the hot spring to try to dissipate the bruises in their lower bodies.

Ever since Xiao Qiao took on Zhuge Liang's brilliant plan, the two Qiaos

had practiced , and in the first few days, they were almost too to walk due to the torment.

Now they had finally made it through. Xiao Qiao still remembered the scene from that day. Zhuge Liang had obviously made

arrangements beforehand, not only bringing the instrument used to train her and her sister, but also a drawing of the Bronze Sparrow Palace explaining its layout.

Soon, her sister and the Marquis of Wu were invited to the Grand Commander's Mansion. Under Zhou Yu's murderous gaze, Zhuge Liang

's first question was, "Are you two ladies skilled dancers?"

The two Qiao sisters exchanged a silent glance. Voice, art, talent, and beauty were the four virtues used to judge a woman's worth. As

the most famous beauties of Jiangdong, the two Qiao sisters were naturally exceptionally skilled dancers. In their spare time, Xiao Qiao often

performed , not only for her husband's enjoyment but also as a subtle hint of their unwritten agreement to seek pleasure.

"In that case, we have a 60% chance," Zhuge Liang said. "Dancers not only need to use their strength smoothly and steadily, but also rely on their stamina and endurance,

especially emphasizing the balance of their movements. With this foundation, you two ladies can strive to maintain stability and accuracy on the torture device

, not missing a golden opportunity."

Zhuge Liang's words seemed to imply that the two Qiao sisters needed to perform certain movements on the wooden horse. However, Xiao Qiao and her sister had seen the

device before; not only were the poses extremely humiliating, but the ropes binding their bodies, and the horse's sharp points sent

chills down their spines.

Even if they managed to move their limbs, they would be severely restricted and mutually restrained, making it impossible for them to struggle significantly.

Even though the two Qiao sisters married into a military family and had learned some swordsmanship over the years, it would be impossible for them to assassinate Cao Cao, let alone break through Cao Cao's army's momentum 　　while being tortured. "I ask you 　　, Mr. Zhuge, we in Jiangdong are confident that we have no shortage of loyal warriors for a feigned surrender. If we want to use a beauty trap, there are also singing girls in the Wu palace. Why must the Queen and Lady offer themselves up for this plan to work?" Sun Quan was slightly embarrassed. Zhuge Kongming seemed confident, but this plan required sacrificing the two Qiao sisters. Da Qiao was fine ; he could simply swear an oath before the ancestral temple to let her go in peace. Xiao Qiao, however, was the beloved wife of his capable subordinate. If he were to offend her, it would be disastrous. 　　Mr. Zhuge, however, seemed to have anticipated this and slowly unfolded the drawing of the Bronze Sparrow Palace before everyone. 　　"It is not that I, Liang, intend to make things difficult, but the safety of Jiangdong hangs in the balance, and I have no choice but to act. If it weren't for the sacrifice of the two ladies , no one could have entered the Bronze Sparrow Terrace palace. Lord Wu, you can see that this Bronze Sparrow Palace was built by the river . The craftsmen of Cao Cao's army used local materials, and the palace was mostly constructed of huge timbers, making it extremely vast, with a winding and intricate internal structure. Cao Cao built this..."

The Bronze Sparrow Palace was originally intended for the confinement of the two ladies. To further enhance the pleasure of subjugating these wives, the main hall

was draped with layers of curtains, so that their moans could echo within during acts of torture. The Bronze Sparrow Palace

was surrounded by a fortress of Cao Cao's troops, and further protected by a naval camp. This arrangement was originally flawless

. Fortunately, Cao Cao, confident of victory, sent this wooden horse torture platform, intending to humiliate the two ladies

, but inadvertently creating a fatal flaw for his army. "

Oh? What flaw? Please explain in detail, sir." Xiao Qiao bowed gracefully, though shy. The topic

concerned the two Qiaos' bodies and reputations, and the status of those present made it inconvenient to speak. Only if the parties involved asked voluntarily could

the situation be avoided from becoming too awkward.

"The traitor Cao Cao sent this item, his intentions are self-evident. There must be another identical item in the Bronze Sparrow Palace. This item is a specially designed torture device to subdue the two ladies when Jiangdong

falls and they are captured. I have observed it for several days. All that is needed is for

the two ladies to submit to it, and then we will have an opportunity. Our allied forces will then provide support, and we can defeat the enemy in one battle.

However, this would mean that the two ladies would not only have to offer themselves to the enemy camp, but also have to practice the methods I have described in these few days,

inevitably suffering severe torture. Therefore, I dare not offer any advice; everything is up to the two ladies."

Everyone fell silent. Zhuge Liang's plan was indeed wildly imaginative and completely contrary to common sense. If the two

Qiao sisters could truly fulfill that requirement, not only would the crisis in Eastern Wu be very likely to be reversed, but there would also be a great

opportunity fell swoop. However, if it failed, given Cao Cao's suspiciousness and treachery, there would be no second chance. The only one with different

thoughts was Zhou Yu. He was also a wise man, so why did this guy come up with such a vicious plan, even sending his beloved wife into

the abyss with his own hands, while he was powerless to do anything about it, unable to devise even a more ingenious plan? He was utterly hateful.

"I, Da Qiao, am deeply grateful for your kindness, sir. Now I hope that Lord Wu will take care of my young son in the future. I don't care what will happen to him in the future, as long as he

can live a peaceful life, that would be a great favor." Da Qiao finally spoke. She already knew the outcome. Since she was the one most

willing to sacrifice, she might as well take this last chance to ensure her young son's safety. "Sister,

I'll be moving here for training these next few days."

Seeing her sister's resolute stance, Xiao Qiao stopped trying to dissuade her. Since there was no way to escape the torture of this

instrument , she would take the initiative to sit on it for the sake of her husband and Jiangdong. "Xiao Qiao is also willing to follow the plan to save

the people of Eastern Wu."

"This matter must be kept strictly confidential. Anyone who reveals even half a word, except for those present and those who carried out the plan, will be executed without mercy." The Marquis of Wu issued

the highest order, and the aftermath for all parties was no longer a problem. This matter was finally settled. Those most deeply wounded

were still on guard. "Wait! How can you expect us to stake the safety of Eastern Wu with just a few words? You yourself

said there's only a 60% chance. What if... what if something goes wrong? Wouldn't my wife have sacrificed her life in vain?"

"I dare not claim the ability. This plan has a 60% chance of success, which is already thanks to the two ladies. If the east wind doesn't rise,

both Wu and Shu will perish in an instant. If the Commander blames me, I will gladly await my execution to ease the Commander's grief.

" Zhou Yu suddenly felt a surge of emotion. Liu Bei was not a concern, but this man was not only despicable but also terrifying

. He would likely become a great threat in the future. "Since that's the case, men, there have been many spies infiltrating Cao Cao's camp recently. You will

accompany me to escort Mr. Wolong back to his residence and protect him well. " The group dispersed, and Xiao

Qiao and Da Qiao chose a spacious inner room, which they furnished as a secret training chamber.

The horrifying torture instruments were placed in the center of the chamber. The subsequent training would be a hellish ordeal for the two women. If

Zhou Yu hadn't personally comforted and encouraged them every night, they probably wouldn't have been

able to endure it .

When they first observed the torture instruments up close, Da Qiao and Xiao Qiao even thought the wooden horse's spikes weren't too sharp,

and the torture might not be too severe. The leather covering even gave Da Qiao, who

had been widowed for many years, a slight excitement, while Xiao Qiao was even more... To ease the atmosphere of fear, he teasingly probed his sister's erect breasts.

The hardened nipples and still incredibly elastic feel brought back the playful

joy of their pre-marriage days.

However, ever since their first attempt at riding on her, the two Qiao sisters could never forget

the torment .

When the hard wooden ridge first pierced the girl's lower body, even those who were prepared would involuntarily

let out a cry of "Ah!" in struggle. It was a reflex caused by the sudden violation of their delicate parts, followed

by a prolonged, slow pressure and constant, unavoidable terror.

The wooden ridge would slowly and steadily cleave through the first layer of tender skin and flesh, embedding itself deeply into the

unprotected lower body until it fully bore the weight of the beauty's body. The seemingly blunt tip, while relieving

some of the initial pain, also delayed the process of the wooden ridge embedding itself to an unbearable degree.

The waist-high platform was clearly intentionally designed. Even with their legs taut, they could barely touch the solid

footplate. If they desperately tried to stand on tiptoe, they would find that the meager touch offered no leverage.

Clamping their legs together temporarily stopped the pressure of the wooden stakes, but it also caused them to sweat profusely

, rapidly draining their precious strength. Even more humiliating was that the torture of the wooden stakes not only forced them to

clench their legs in an effort to endure, but also further locked the pressure on their lower bodies, preventing

any attempt to shift their position and rotate the tortured areas. If they relaxed even slightly due to exhaustion, the wooden stakes would use

the legs to help and position themselves, penetrating deeper from the same spot.

And the pressure from their weight was only the beginning of the ordeal. Before the wooden stakes were fully embedded,

their legs , forcing them into a kneeling position with their legs folded, and then they would be shackled.

The process of lifting her legs caused the support from her legs to quickly dissipate, not only intensifying the physical

torment , but also instilling a psychological terror of sitting on a blade that felt like her genitals were being cleaved apart. The subsequent

process of being suspended with her hands behind her back and having her toes tied with ropes further distorted her already terrified body, making it difficult to maintain her balance

. The wooden ridges embedded in her lower body would then use the slightest movement to exert a grinding effect.

Only then did the two Qiaos realize that the leather beneath them was also crafted with a technique specifically designed to grind the female body.

The rough leather surface did little to enhance the effect of the heavy pressure; at most, it only further complemented the rounded wooden ridges, delaying

their insertion into the lower body. This was why the two Qiaos had been careless at first, even thinking that this instrument of torture was merely meant

to force them into a humiliating position. Unless they were chained to it and ridden for days and nights, they would never easily give in.

Their will to resist crumbled.

But upon trying it, they discovered its terrifying power;

they could barely . Once the wooden ridges were embedded, the slightest movement intensified the torment on their lower bodies.

The sensitive labia of the women, straddling the ridges, were immediately rubbed and ravaged by the rough leather, causing

their vaginal fluids to secrete wildly and flow down the sides of the ridges. Even though both women were experienced in such matters, they still felt immense shame and embarrassment in this

situation .

The wooden horse and its leather were clearly soaked in some kind of slow-acting aphrodisiac. Initially, it

hadn't taken effect, but now, as the women's vaginal fluids came into contact with the wooden ridges and leather, a strange sensory stimulation gradually spread from the deep embedding of the ridges

to their sensitive lower bodies.

This aphrodisiac was a folk remedy, requiring the woman's vaginal fluid as a catalyst to be effective.

Once it took effect, the drug's power spread throughout the vaginal cavity along with the fluid. Unless the fluid was drained and the area thoroughly cleansed,

it was difficult to remove. If the drug was applied for too long, the power seeping from the wooden ridges and leather surface would penetrate deep into the vaginal muscles

, becoming inexhaustible. At that point, lust would become as difficult to eradicate as one's own bloodline.

After the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Er Qiao gradually felt her body heating up, and a subtle excitement

and itching sensation arose in her private parts. Not only did her vaginal fluid secretion intensify, but her ten toes also began to curl inwards,

exhibiting the heightened sexual desire described in the *Su Nu Jing* (Classic of the Plain Girl). Her breasts were already erect, the hard nipples like

ripe grape seeds waiting to be plucked.

The torment of the wooden ridges in her lower body also changed from simple pressure to a

strange interplay of pressure and grinding, a tangled feeling of pain and pleasure—a long, agonizing ordeal of unbearable desire and an unwillingness to let go.

Although the two Qiaos were drenched in sweat from the torture and their bodies were

involuntarily , their minds remained perfectly clear. They could clearly see each other's physical reactions as they were being tortured together.

One was the Queen of Wu, and the other was a noblewoman from the Governor's Mansion; both were of extremely high status and

usually elegance. Now, they were forced into this kneeling, wooden horse position, their arms bent behind their backs,

their toes dangling in the air, their lower bodies pressed against the wooden ridges, their fluids flowing freely. This shameful scene presented to each other

was a tremendous blow and a heavy burden on their minds.

Even unintentional struggles and swaying brought intense torment and stimulation. The terrified Qiaos had to maintain extreme tension

at all times , struggling to sustain their immense physical and mental exertion. If it had only gone this far

, they might have been able to barely maintain their balance, but when their foot bindings were removed and four hot palace lanterns were tied to the soles of their feet, the last vestige of their

fragile equilibrium was shattered.

The bronze palace lanterns were filled with high-quality whale oil from the North Sea. It burned without smoke or odor, producing a pure white flame.

Half a chamber of oil in one lantern was enough to keep it burning for several hours, and it wouldn't go out even if one blew on it

. The wick, made of charcoal, stood in the center of the lantern and had a sliding cover to prevent oil spillage.

Shaking the lantern allowed for adjusting the airflow and flame.

The four lanterns, held atop the feet of the two Qiao sisters, flickered on and off, appearing from afar like a

beautiful dance of phoenixes. It was a pity that the two Qiao sisters, holding the lanterns, had no time to appreciate such praise.

Since the bronze palace lantern's name includes the words "scalding feet," its effects are quite obvious. The lantern's flame gradually heats

its own bronze cup, and the increasingly scalding heat clearly exceeds the limits that four delicate soles of the feet can withstand. The jade feet

involuntarily struggle and tremble, causing the flame to fluctuate uncontrollably. Only through these struggles

can they alleviate some of the scalding pain, hoping that the sliding lamp lid will lower the flame and lessen the burning sensation.

Fortunately, the whale oil's burning temperature isn't too high, enough to ensure that the soles of the feet won't be injured even after prolonged exposure to the heat

. However, it is precisely this perfectly timed scalding that becomes the two Qiao sisters' inescapable nightmare.

The ten toes of one of the jade feet were already tied to the wrists of the other, who was suspended upside down.

Any slight 's already strained posture to sway under the pull of the suspension arms. Not to mention

, when the palace lantern's heat reached its peak, besides the movement of her feet, the twitching of her calves became the best way to alleviate the pain .

Such a powerful struggle, apart from the slight restriction of the shackles on her feet, was entirely controlled by the other Qiao's arms,

which . The pain transmitted to her was unimaginable.

The violent shaking of her body caused intense torment from the wooden ridges embedded deep in her lower body, and the stimulation from her burning desire in her

vagina far exceeded the limits the two Qiao had previously imagined.

Thus, the slightest struggle of one Qiao would inflict immense torment on the other, which was then

amplified by the wooden horse and palace lantern, feeding back into herself, triggering an even more intense reaction when she lost control. This mutually restraining arrangement

quickly formed a wonderful automatic cycle between the two Qiao.

Although she knew the best course of action was to maintain her balance, her exhausted body had already

lost control. Before she could even adjust to the foreplay of sitting on the blade, she was dragged into

a frenzied gallop by the chariot of hell. Heavy panting, continuous groans, and loud shouts, along with

desperate .

Soon, she was utterly exhausted, yet still trembled and convulsed involuntarily on the execution platform.

Deep within , her once delicate lips, along with her entire face, were swollen into large sores. Her genitals

gushed forth several times, it was impossible to tell whether it was the climax brought on by pleasure or the loss of control caused by torture; perhaps only the feeling of being manipulated and pushed to orgasm

could be described as ecstasy.

Having been widowed for many years and undisturbed by human relations, Da Qiao was caught off guard and subjected to such prolonged and intense

stimulation torment. She even lost control of her bladder on the wooden horse before her sister. The salty urine, upon

contact with the abrasions on her genitals, immediately amplified her screams. The restraint and nobility of the Queen of Changsha were

completely washed away by the gushing fluids.

"Heavens... Sister... Are you alright? This thing... is too cruel... Just this half-

incense stick's worth of riding has already caused such a scene... How can we sisters possibly follow the plan? Not to mention, while being tortured,

we have to perform such incredibly difficult actions."

The two Qiaos cried out repeatedly, eventually only able to emit low, continuous groans, their voices growing weaker and

weaker until almost inaudible to themselves. Before leaving, Master Zhuge had given instructions that for the plan to succeed, especially...

The two Qiao sisters needed to practice arduously, and the most crucial special movement required extremely high precision to be effective.

Therefore, strict rules were set before the two women rode the wooden horse for the first time.

After women, they immediately left the secret room and locked the door, and were not allowed to enter to help under any circumstances. Only after the predetermined time had passed could

the two women be taken off the platform.

Now, on their first attempt, the predetermined time was only half an incense stick's time, but Xiao Qiao felt as if she had been riding on

the wooden horse for a whole day. After being freed, she could not move at all and collapsed on the wooden horse with her sister.

"But if we admit defeat now, Jiangdong will be lost. Even if we can escape by committing suicide, Zhou Lang will not be able to escape the fate of dying in battle

."

The maids hurriedly carried the two ladies off the platform and rushed them to the hot spring to treat their wounds. Zhou Lang

even put Zhuge Liang under surveillance in his residence and rushed back to massage his beloved wife and Da Qiao's

wounds with secret medicine.

Rough, large hands gently caressed the swollen genitals of Da Qiao and Xiao Qiao. The cooling medicinal properties dissolved the bruises, but

could not dispel the yearning in the eyes of the two Qiaos. Zhou Yu knew that the only way to slightly appease his two wives was

to possess and comfort them.

Xiao Qiao first gently slipped her sister's foot bindings onto her lover's hard member. Holding the object she

had enjoyed , she led her lover to the bedside next to her sister. Da Qiao no longer had any reservations and

opened her mouth to take her beloved's enormous member in.

"Perhaps, for the sake of my husband and Jiangdong, my sister and I have no choice but to endure this hellish ordeal these past few days, hoping for even the slightest

chance of survival."

(To be continued)

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