Beautiful women often suffer misfortune.

Tian Lin dashed backward alone, silently passing the tenth enemy tent, when a stray arrow shot out of nowhere, piercing the girl's kneecap before stopping.

"Ugh!" she groaned in pain. She collapsed to her knees, unable to rise.

Patan, carrying his longbow, leaped down from the top of a tent and walked a few steps, stopping a few feet away from Tian Lin. He saw that the woman was curvaceous, with short, neck-length hair. Although her face was covered by a black veil, it was clear she was a woman. The men in black from before must have been her accomplices; they had killed several people as soon as they appeared. He was not skilled in close combat and had to be cautious.

"I just finished repairing my bow, and you showed up. Your shot just now snapped the string. Woman, you're really shameless."

Tian Lin looked up but couldn't understand the tall, thin young man's words. It seemed he hadn't realized this operation was related to the Beichen Army.

Soon, a dozen or so enemy soldiers arrived, some wielding spears, others curved swords, approaching her tremblingly.
"Strip this woman naked, then tie her up," Parthenon said, turning and slowly walking away.

...

"No! Let me go!"

When Tian Lin and the other five cried out, only eleven remained in the forest. Judging by the moon's position, two hours had passed, and their three previous raids had all failed.

"Come out, don't hide. Two of your companions killed several of us when they were captured, but we didn't kill them, and we won't kill you either, as long as you're willing to be our prisoners,"

came the voice outside, urging them to surrender.

Yan Yan remained unmoved. The others remained noncommittal.

The shouting stopped for a moment, then the man who had tried to persuade them to surrender spoke again, "You ungrateful wretch, just listen to the beautiful sounds of a living person being skinned alive!"

Immediately following was a chorus of screams and shrieks, chilling to the bone, like the sounds of pigs being slaughtered, but a hundred times more terrifying… It was definitely not something that could be faked.

Yan Yan clenched her fists, but remained standing motionless beside a tree. She seemed to feel the pain of all her compatriots in the distance, even though she couldn't see the situation clearly.

Fang Ting saw that her eyes were filled with anger and bloodshot veins, and understood her dilemma. After all, he didn't know if the enemy would be consistent in word and deed… He shook his head at the others who were itching to join the fight, signaling them to wait.

Almost half an hour passed. Perhaps the skinning was complete, or perhaps the man was already dead, the screams abruptly ceased. The third attempt to persuade them to surrender began. "Your companions aren't very resilient either. They screamed loudly, but only lasted a short while before giving up. Now it's time to come out, or we'll kill you all one by one."

Seeing there was still no response, the man suddenly chuckled. "This sow's name is Tian Lin, isn't it? It's a pity she's tall, but her breasts and buttocks aren't big. But at least she's a virgin... You want to hear her moans, don't you?"
The voice disappeared for a moment, because ... Half a mile from the foot of the mountain, small noises were inaudible until Tian Lin's hoarse voice came through, "No...don't put it in...don't press against my crotch, I...I'm still a virgin! No..."

The voice raised its volume, half threatening and half performing, "Right now, this sow's cunt is being pushed against by my prairie warrior's thick cock. If I thrust forward, she won't be a virgin anymore...Little sow, you have one last chance to let your companions out, or else—"

The silence didn't last long, or rather, Tian Lin's struggle didn't last long. The group in the woods quickly heard Tian Lin's familiar voice, "Everyone...everyone, come out quickly! Their things are too thick, they'll kill me! Waaah...don't look down on me, I'm a girl too, I don't want to lose my virginity for no reason...as long as I don't resist, they won't kill people indiscriminately. Jiang Shiqiang was skinned alive just now because he randomly stabbed people..."

Hearing this, Yan Yan suddenly recalled the man who had screamed earlier, his voice was five or six parts similar to Jiang Shiqiang's...

She gritted her teeth and gave her subordinates a wink.

Then she responded loudly, "Okay...don't hurt Tian Lin, I'm the captain of this operation, I need some time to persuade my team members..."

"Hahaha, you finally gave in, come out quickly, my men haven't fucked a virgin in a long time, if they accidentally can't hold back—"

"Stop talking!" Yan Yan didn't want to listen to them anymore, called the seven people to her side, and they whispered and plotted for a while.

The best option would be to return the way they came, but a fruitless return was unacceptable to everyone. Staying in the forest would only allow the enemy to observe from the sidelines, knowing the environment was unfavorable. Without water or food, how long could they last?
It would be better…

Hearing her suggestion, Fang Ting immediately frowned. “I don’t think that’s appropriate. The best option is to return the way they came, not to increase casualties.”

Yang Zhongmi, who was closest to him, was completely taken aback. The usually valiant Fang Ting would say such a thing. Enraged, he punched him, “You’re afraid of dying, aren’t you? If we went out, we could each kill two or three of those steppe dogs, even if we fought to the death! Why did General Yan choose you?! From childhood, I’ve dreamed of drinking the blood of the barbarians and swearing to follow General Yan Yan to the death!”

"Old Yang, stop." Yan Yan waved her hand, looking at Fang Ting who had been knocked to the ground. "You're right, the operation can be considered a failure... If anyone wants to leave, they can step forward."

Fang Ting hadn't resisted before, but now he stood up and roared, "You're courting death! Even if you kill a few dozen more enemies, what good will it do! Don't you understand the meaning of defeat? This war is pointless, and the emperor won't send troops to avenge you!"

He raised his left hand and pointed at Yan Yan. "And you, you just wanted to avenge Yan Yi'an and General Yan Hongji, right? But now there's no chance, so why are you insisting? If you get killed, that's fine, but if you're captured alive, they'll take turns killing you! You really want to walk right into their trap?!" What

he said was absolutely right. How could she not know that battlefield killings are fought from different perspectives and cannot be viewed as ordinary hatred? If Yan Yan's feelings for her brother were just ordinary familial affection, that would be one thing, but at some point, she had come to regard her brother as her beloved.
She remembered how she hid on the rooftop, sobbing, when she learned Yan Yi'an was getting married…

Now that her beloved was gone, she felt life had become meaningless, and she couldn't care less about anything else.
Yan Yan's heart tightened as she watched him go further and further down the wrong path. She drew her sword from her waist, "You think you're so great? My affairs are none of your business. According to military regulations, you've committed the crimes of undermining morale and speaking ill of your superiors. I should execute you on the spot as a warning to others!"

Yang Zhongmi and the soldiers beside him were worried. Although their relationship with Fang Ting had never been good, they didn't want to watch him die like this. But then again, Fang Ting's words were indeed too outrageous. Just the mention of "the Emperor" was enough to charge him with deceiving the emperor.

A moment of silence fell. A tall female general, sword in hand, pointed directly at a man a few feet away. His face was full of despair, showing no fear of death.

A moment later, Yan Yan sheathed her sword. "But this operation is a desperate gamble, like moths to a flame. It's only natural to back down. Anyone else want to go back? I said I'd let you go, and I will."

"Crazy woman! You won't listen to anything I say, you crazy woman!" Fang Ting hesitated only for a moment, his face showing neither relief nor surprise, before roaring and running into the depths of the dense forest.

Three soldiers instinctively took a step forward, wanting to chase after Fang Ting. But then they froze, afraid their general would think they were trying to desert.

Yan Yan walked to the middle of her nine subordinates, scrutinizing this makeshift remnant squad. "It's not too late to leave now. The enemy won't give you a chance later."

She strode down the mountain, saying, "Those who aren't afraid of death, follow me!"

...

Tian Lin was almost in despair. She was naked, her limbs tightly bound, strapped to a four-wheeled wooden cart. Her breasts were white and firm, just the right size to be held in one hand; the term "small" was relative. Ropes spread her long legs wide, revealing her prominent vulva, where even the sparse, dark pubic hair was clearly visible.
A bald man was half-squatting in front of her, his dark, ugly penis rubbing back and forth against her bright red vulva, threatening to penetrate and break her hymen at any moment.

She kept her eyes tightly shut, unwilling to see this ugly man, and even more afraid to see the human body beside her, its upper body stripped of its skin...

"I said, is it really necessary to go to all this trouble? Look, this girl is crying; she's obviously upset that I haven't deflowered her yet." The bald man looked behind him, his words extremely frivolous.

There were two wooden carts; the other one had three men tied to it. On the south side of the carriage stood twenty burly men of varying heights, armed with spears, bows, and swords, serving as guards. Huga Meruo, however, stood several feet away, toying with a piece of silver-threaded soft armor, seemingly unmoved by any questions. "Dare to move, and I'll fucking kill you right now."
This surprise attack had resulted in the deaths of hundreds of soldiers. Although most of the assassins had been captured, the survivors would occasionally resurface and repeat their tactics, causing widespread panic. Naimo trusted Huga Meruo greatly, thus ordering him to carry out the surrender inducement.

"Though the Southern Dogs are foolish, their craftsmanship is quite something. They can actually make such thin armor, as soft as gauze, yet it can't be burned or cut by a knife…tsk…" His remark abruptly stopped, for he could see several men in black emerging from the forest.

Two of them stood side-by-side, followed by four rows in front and behind, a total of eight men.

Yan Yan walked at the front. When she was only about fifty feet away from the enemy, she suddenly looked at the men with bows. "Throw your bows and arrows far away. I'm worried you might cheat!"

"Okay." Huga Mie Luo nodded. At first, he was just surprised that she was the tallest of the eight. Now, he couldn't help but admire the woman's courage without changing her expression. "You also brought bows and arrows, right?"

Yan Yan breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that they had complied. "There are too many of you. We didn't have enough arrows, so we left them all in the mountains."

The previous ambush had damaged the tight-fitting clothes of the eight men to varying degrees. Yan Yan's pair of strong, muscular, and fair legs were exposed. However, only two-thirds of her thigh was visible on her left leg, while only the top and half of her calf of her right leg were covered by fabric.

This unconsciously sexy outfit attracted many eyes, and several enemy men in the distance secretly swallowed.

As they drew closer, Huga Mieluo frowned. "Put down your knives."

"You outnumber us, what are you afraid of? Besides, if we wanted to escape, we wouldn't have come. With our companions with us, what do you have to worry about?" Yan Yan said, continuing to advance.

Huga Mieluo was over seven feet tall; these men were practically dwarfs compared to him. He was always extremely confident in his strength, so why would he take these few men seriously? Hearing Yan Yan's words, he said nothing more.

The distance between them grew closer.

The eight men positioned themselves in a pattern to ensure a swift and decisive attack. Yan Yan tried hard not to show any unusual behavior while closely observing his surroundings.

As they entered the group, they all raised their hands in surrender .

A dozen men approached with ropes, and just as they were about to bind them, the eight men drew their knives with lightning speed. Before anyone could react, they had already unleashed a flash of silver light, instantly reaping the lives of five men, and seriously injuring the others.

"They're going to fight to the death!" Almost simultaneously, Huga Meruo grabbed the iron bar beside him and charged forward, smashing it down on the nearest man in black.

This thunderous blow was no joke; the man was sent flying and crashing to the ground, whereupon two captives pounced on him and hacked him to pieces. One of the dark-skinned captives was clearly terrified, trembling as he ran away, "I'll go get reinforcements!"
"Everyone protect Mo Ri, reinforcements will be here soon!" Huga Meruo thought the captive named Mo Ri was clever, having thought of something he had overlooked.

Yang Zhongmi wanted to rush over and kill the fleeing Mo Ri, but three captives obeyed his orders and blocked his path.

A captive was sliced in two by Yan Yan's katana, and in the dispersing blood mist, Huga Meruo's face, filled with shock and rage, appeared like a demon, "You treacherous woman! I'll crush you!"

He grabbed his giant bar and charged forward.

The battle raged for nearly a quarter of an hour. Yan Yan's men were reduced to only three, while the enemy had only seven survivors—three lightly wounded and one seriously wounded.

Just then, over a hundred reinforcements finally arrived from a distance. Huga Mieluo was clearly dissatisfied with the speed and regretted his own arrogance. "You bastards, you're so slow!"

"Big brother, save me!" a cry rang out. The voice belonged to the very person who had called out into the forest earlier.
Huga Mieluo glanced sideways and saw Yan Yan straddling the neck of an enemy, her beautiful white legs now covered in dust and blood—a unique kind of beauty.

But the dead man who witnessed this had no time to think about any of this, for his hands were broken, rendering him unable to wield a weapon or fight back.

Yan Yan's knife was already raised high, ready to plunge into his skull...

"Lado!" This Lado was Huga Mieluo's sworn brother, as tall as him, and the two were very close. He rushed over with a wild cry, the iron rod slipping from his grasp due to the blood, but he didn't have time to care.

As he grabbed Yan Yan's waist, a fountain of blood gushed from Lado's mouth and head... It was too late. He angrily picked up the woman's body, intending to slam her to the ground.

Yan Yan gripped her sword tightly, using the opponent's strength to pull it out of the corpse's skull, the blood spraying even more violently, staining half her face red. With

her legs bent backward, Yan Yan's slender feet kicked Huga Mieluo's knee. Never expecting a woman to unleash such strength, he staggered a few steps in pain, almost falling.

After all, he was a veteran of countless battles, and he finally managed to steady himself with all his might.

After this ordeal, Yan Yan had slipped a few inches from his embrace. The tear in her left breast clothing had already exposed most of her bosom, and the silver-threaded soft armor underneath, wrinkled from the fight, was now being rubbed and rolled upwards...

Then, inevitably, one white breast bounced out. No one else had time to notice; his eyes saw it clearly. The breast gleamed with an alluring luster, the pink areola, the grape-sized bright red nipple... To him, none of that mattered.

What shocked Huga Mie Luo most was—it was simply too big. "Huge" and "enormous" were indescribable; perhaps only the word "vast" could capture even half of its size.

Yan Yan was already drenched in sweat, panting heavily, and exuding a faint, sweet fragrance of youth. Seeing that she couldn't break free from her enemy's embrace, and seeing him staring intently at her breasts, she was instantly filled with rage. She swung her sword backwards.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound rang out, followed by a sharp pain. Huga Mieluo finally snapped out of his shock at the enormous breasts. "How is this possible..."

Blood gushed from his abdomen. Yan Yan's blade had shattered his protective armor, piercing right through him. It was made of half-inch-thick, hundred-times-forged iron, not something everyone could equip...
Because of his tall and broad build, and the fact that his opponent was right-handed, the blade had pierced his right abdomen. It wasn't a fatal wound; otherwise, he would have died on the spot.

In a moment of shock, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration. He moved his left hand upwards and then gripped it tightly…

“Oh…you despicable…” Feeling her delicate, sensitive breasts being tightly squeezed by his rough hand, she instinctively tilted her head back and cried out softly.

Huga Mie Luo didn’t care about that. He then made a move that was unimaginable for ordinary people. His palm was still tightly gripping one of her large, voluptuous breasts. He extended his index finger and pressed it below the nipple, then flicked it upwards forcefully.

He was more than a foot taller than Yan Yan, and it was already rare to see such a tall woman in his arms. She looked like a child, so it was not surprising that he could do this.

The flesh-on-flesh contact, especially with a sensitive part of the female body, sent a jolt of electricity through her body from her nipple. Her body could no longer withstand such stimulation. He sensed the change in the woman and kneaded the firm orb a few more times before reluctantly letting go.

Stimulated by the pleasure from her nipple, Yan Yan lost her support and collapsed to the ground. The exposed breasts were too large; the immense impact flattened them, resembling giant steamed buns eaten during festivals in some places.
"Why are my nipples... Did I fail again...? Will they kill me...?"

Her body grew weaker and weaker, feeling utterly powerless. Before losing consciousness, a series of strange thoughts flashed through her mind...

To avenge her family, she was prepared to sacrifice everything. If these captives wanted to use her as a sex toy, she would bite her tongue and commit suicide without hesitation...

"...Brother... I can't avenge you... If we meet in the underworld, don't curse me..."
Huga Mieluo looked around. During the time he was entangled with this woman, the remaining attackers had killed two more people, but they were exhausted. They were quickly riddled with arrows by the archers who came to their aid, turning them into pincushions—dead beyond any hope of survival.

Seeing Yan Yan motionless, he used his left leg to flip her over. At his eyes, only her boots were intact; her sleeves were torn in several places, revealing smooth, rosy skin.

The bloodstains on her face, combined with her tightly closed eyes, easily led one to believe she was dead. But Huga Mieluo glanced at her slightly heaving chest and confirmed she had simply fainted from exhaustion.
To show his victory, he raised his right foot and placed it on Yan Yan's flat, soft abdomen, ordering his guards, "Tie her up and take her back. If anyone dares to hurt or rape her, I'll kill their entire family!"
Although covered in dust, she was undeniably a stunning beauty, and now, with her exposed body, any man would want to violate her on the spot. But he didn't want to rush things; it would be better to wait until they returned to the grasslands and slowly tame her with his penis.

As for whether anyone would compete with him for her… Grassland people like tall, beautiful women, but Yan Yan is too tall, taller than most Qin people. Too much of a good thing is bad, so not many people will want her. Huga Mieluo and Da Nuoran have a good relationship, so it wouldn't be difficult for him to help him get this woman for himself.

Thinking of this, a lewd smile appeared on his lips.

At this moment, dozens of corpses were scattered within a radius of ten zhang. Some had severed limbs and heads, while others were covered in wounds and bloodstains, making it impossible to distinguish who was who.

After Yan Yan was tied up and placed next to Tian Lin, Huga Mieluo remembered that there was still an iron blade stuck in his body. What a grassland man! He directly grasped the leather handle and silently pulled out the entire blade.
The blade was more than three feet long, and the blade was as clear as a mirror. Holding it horizontally in front of him, he examined it, and the blood on it was still slowly dripping. In the blink of an eye, he suddenly laughed, "Good knife!"

Tian Lin watched her teammates fall one by one, Yan Yan lying unconscious, almost naked, bound like a dumpling to her left... All hope vanished, and she burst into tears.

She had remained silent earlier, not wanting to distract her teammates, while the three men in the other vehicle were gagged and unable to speak.

One of the reinforcements, a captive, seeing the battle was over, climbed onto the vehicle, pulled out his filthy penis, and aimed it at Tian Lin's crotch.

Tian Lin was horrified, "What are you doing! Get away..."

The captive was uneducated and didn't understand her words. He just leered, grabbed her white thighs, and roughly stroked them, then aimed his hard penis at her bright red cleft and inserted it all the way in...

"Ah—"

Huga Mie Luo naturally knew what that sound meant, but it was over, and there was no need to restrain himself anymore.

He simply yelled at the captive who was enjoying the tight, virgin's vagina, "Hurry up and finish, we still need to get the prisoners back from the cart!"

[The End]

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