I wonder if the lady's anger has subsided

Deputy General Wang Ming received his orders and departed.

Before long, he returned with twenty men.

These were all the brothers who had gone out with Ren Tianye this time. Aside from those who were injured or physically unwell from the anxiety, tension, and long trek, everyone else was present.

Their eyes were filled with an extremely resolute look.

Such an expression was usually only revealed when facing the barbarians.

It was a true determination to risk life and limb, disregarding their own lives, to get the job done.

This greatly reassured Ren Tianye.

Without wasting any words, he waved his hand and led these twenty men in a formidable group, bypassing the main camp and heading toward the tents in the rear.

They hadn't walked far before they arrived at the tent of General Zhang's wife.

The tent occupied the best geographical position on this small hill, and it was enormous, more than twice the size of General Zhang's own command tent.

The surrounding setup was also quite comprehensive.

Not only were there over a dozen personal maids to take care of her daily needs and meals, but there were also cooks, coachmen, and all sorts of other attendants. There was even a tailor dedicated solely to making custom clothes for the madam.

With a scene like this, how could this be considered the bitter and cold life of the military?

It was hardly any different from a sprawling aristocratic mansion.

Moreover, General Zhang had always been petty and paranoid, worrying that other men might peek at his wife's beauty. He didn't even set up any guards around the tent, relying entirely on a few maids who knew martial arts to keep watch.

However, General Zhang wielded his whip ruthlessly.

If anyone dared to accidentally trespass into his wife's tent, they would be whipped for a minor offense and beaten with rods for a major one. This made the brothers fear this place like tigers and wolves, not daring to approach it in the slightest.

This actually saved Ren Tianye and his group a lot of trouble right now.

They practically swaggered right up to the entrance of the tent.

Several braziers, filled with expensive spices, burned fiercely, casting a bright red glow that illuminated the increasingly clear silhouettes of Ren Tianye and his approaching men.

Two maids immediately jumped out and coldly scolded, "Hey, where did you grunts come from? Do you want a taste of the general's whip? How dare you trespass into this restricted military area?"

As soon as the words left their mouths, Ren Tianye dashed forward.

With a raise and fall of his blade, "Pfft! Pfft!" two heads rolled to the ground.

The twenty or so soldiers, including Deputy General Wang Ming, were not idle either. They had already drawn their sabers and moved quickly around the perimeter of the tent.

Killing anyone and anything in their path!

Those few maids who knew martial arts did have some skills, but they were far inferior to the female guards under Aunt Xiao.

The only reason they could guard this tent so tightly, making everyone afraid to easily set foot near it, was entirely due to General Zhang's military orders.

With their meager skills, it would be a miracle if they could stop these battle-hardened veterans under Ren Tianye!

Thus, in the blink of an eye, the area around the tent was cleared out.

Ren Tianye immediately ordered, "Wang Ming, take five men and come inside with me. The rest of you, stay here, clean up the battlefield, and leave no trace."

"And clip all of the madam's wings!"

Just as the men quietly agreed, a dissatisfied scolding came from inside the tent: "What is all that noise outside? Don't you know the madam is in a fit of anger right now? Are you courting death?"

The tent flap opened, and a figure who was clearly the madam's personal maid appeared, only to immediately receive a blade straight through her heart, killing her instantly!

Ren Tianye took the lead, with Wang Ming behind him.

The five soldiers followed closely.

They filed in one after another!

There were still a few maids inside the tent, all with faces full of shock.

But their shock did not last long.

They didn't even have time to make a sound.

Ren Tianye, Wang Ming, and the five soldiers moved swiftly. With slashes and thrusts, they quickly turned the warm, incense-filled tent into a river of blood.

But just as Wang Ming's broadsword was about to decapitate the last personal maid, Ren Tianye called for him to stop.

"Spare her, we'll need someone to deliver a message later."

"Yes!"

Wang Ming stayed his hand, but to prevent the maid from getting any ideas, he immediately placed the cold edge of his blade against her neck.

As the coldness of the blade seeped into her skin, Wang Ming's voice was even colder.

"If you dare think about running off to report this, I'll chop you down!"

This ruthless demeanor further improved Ren Tianye's impression of Wang Ming.

Right now, every step they took implicated their entire families up to nine generations. In matters of life and death, any negligence or soft-heartedness was unacceptable.

At a time like this, it was better to kill by mistake than to let someone slip away.

This Deputy General Wang Ming usually had the heart of a bodhisattva, friendly and gentle. To see him perform like this at a crucial moment made Ren Tianye very gratified.

His own movements did not stop either.

He reached the inner curtain in a few quick strides, slashed through the drapes with his blade, and saw the madam whom General Zhang pampered as the apple of his eye.

Su Jin!

She was truly a breathtaking beauty!

A pomegranate-red palace dress accentuated her fair and delicate face. The outer corners of her eyes were tinged with a soft red rouge, looking enchanting and seductive. Paired with her flowing gaze, she appeared unparalleled in her gorgeousness at first glance.

It was a glamorous beauty even more stunning than that of Aunt Xiao.

After all, Aunt Xiao was inferior to Su Jin in both facial features and figure. Moreover, Su Jin was only twenty-four years old and a young married woman.

Any man who saw this would be reluctant to tear his eyes away.

At this moment, Ren Tianye completely understood the preferences of Boss Cao (Cao Cao).

He also understood why everyone wanted to emulate Boss Cao (Cao Cao).

Such young wives were pure poetry!

It would be strange if they didn't arouse affection.

Thus, under Su Jin's terrified and bewildered gaze, Ren Tianye took a large stride forward and kicked out.

Su Jin immediately fell over.

Before she even hit the ground, Ren Tianye followed up with another kick.

These two kicks showed absolutely no mercy.

They sent Su Jin flying two meters away.

Without waiting for Su Jin to cry out in pain, Ren Tianye swiftly followed up, half-squatting as he grabbed her by the collar.

"If you dare scream, I'll hack you to death!"

Su Jin was in so much pain that her body curled up like a shrimp, but the scream about to escape her lips came to an abrupt halt. Cold sweat broke out all over her body, her fair and translucent face turned deathly pale, and her eyes were filled with nothing but terror.

She forcefully held back from making a single sound.

She might be dramatic and demanding, but she wasn't stupid.

She could clearly see the murderous intent in these fierce intruders.

This scene made the soldiers who had followed into the tent cry out in satisfaction in their hearts.

Ever since this Su Jin started following the army, they hadn't had a single comfortable day.

Originally, they were an eight-hundred-man mobile unit. They regularly restocked their rations, forage, and weapons at Shanhe City, so they didn't need to carry much baggage.

But just because of this Su Jin, their eight hundred men had to carry a massive amount of irrelevant items, dragging them down to the point where they almost became a ragtag militia.

There shouldn't have been any women in the army in the first place, as they easily disrupted military morale. Yet she threw tantrums and made a fuss to General Zhang day after day, causing the troops' morale to constantly dissipate.

General Zhang defended her at every turn, arbitrarily whipping soldiers because of her. And as if that wasn't enough, this woman acted high and mighty every day, looking at everyone with cold, glaring eyes full of disdain.

She was nothing more than the daughter of a merchant from Yunji City. Where did she get the nerve to act so arrogant?

The most detestable thing was that whenever there was important military intelligence that needed to be discussed with General Zhang, she would deliberately pick those exact moments to torment him with various excuses, repeatedly delaying crucial matters.

Everyone had long been dissatisfied with her.

They only resented the fact that she was General Zhang's wife, which meant they didn't dare commit insubordination. Now, Ren Tianye's kicks could be said to have struck right at the core of what they had all been wanting to do.

The blows also left Su Jin shivering uncontrollably. With tearful eyes, she asked in terror, "Are... are you trying to rebel?"

Ren Tianye finally spoke in a leisurely tone, "We have been deeply influenced by the Chifeng Army and remain utterly loyal. How could we possibly rebel?"

"We merely heard that Madam was upset, so we made a special trip here to help calm Madam down on behalf of General Zhang."

He gave a faint, chilling smile. "Now, I wonder if Madam's anger has subsided?"

...

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