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The light rain moistened the sandy soil, and the surroundings of the Delegation's camp were all muddy. Hundreds of drunken soldiers from the Department of Diplomatic Negotiation were glaringly surrounding the Delegation.
Caesar was tall, with blonde hair and blue eyes, exuding an exotic charm, like a fairy queen who had crossed through time and space, radiating an alluring aura.
Behind her stood dozens of tall Tibetan female slaves, each voluptuous and strong, clearly mature women who could be taken at will without a second thought. Such women were far too tempting for the thirsty soldiers, compelling them to take risks.
Although Tingzhou was part of the Great Tang state, there were still several tribes in the vicinity. It was not unusual for soldiers to extort wealth from these tribes and seize their women.
These tribes were not populous, and sometimes when travelers passed through, the women would even offer themselves in hopes of bearing more children. The atmosphere was indeed quite open, so the soldiers had grown accustomed to it. Upon seeing the female slaves in the Delegation, they were instantly filled with excitement.
To them, the Delegation was one thing, but these female slaves were another matter entirely. Since they were servants, what harm could it do to toy with them?
Moreover, the leader of this Delegation was that useless softie, Xu Zhen. The soldiers had long harbored immense resentment, and now surrounding the Delegation's camp was their way of forcing Caesar to hand over the female slaves. Some even had their sights set on Caesar and Li Wushuang!
Luo Hongyi had already sent people to monitor secretly. Seeing that the soldiers were about to cause trouble, he hurried back to report. Luo Hongyi and Cui Yuqing were overjoyed and came to watch the commotion in the rain, not daring to reveal their identities but hiding under hats and cloaks, watching from a distance with satisfaction.
An Imperial Guards Captain thought that since the Delegation had no guards left, it would be easy to negotiate. However, he ended up having his ear sliced off by Caesar's blade. The soldiers erupted in fury and began storming the camp!
Although the female slaves lacked martial skills, they were strong-bodied and not entirely defenseless. However, they could hardly withstand the brutal plundering of drunken soldiers!
The Tuguhun horsemen and guides may have lacked courage, but they were quickly knocked down by the Imperial Guards. Dozens of female slaves had their clothes torn apart as those lust-driven Imperial Guards shamelessly pressed them down on the ground to commit unspeakable acts!
Caesar was highly skilled in combat; however, with Left Dark and Jewel absent, she could only protect Li Wushuang and Zhang Suling from harm without any strength left to look after these female slaves. Seeing them being humiliated filled her with rage!
These female slaves endured hardship without complaint. Li Wushuang had lived among the Tuguhun for many years and had built a very friendly master-servant relationship with these female slaves. Now witnessing such chaos—female slaves rolling in the mud like sheep resisting while Tang Imperial Guards displayed their disgraceful behavior—how could she not be furious?
"Caesar sister, don't hold back anymore! Just leave Su Ling's protection to me!"
Caesar was already seething with anger. Seeing Li Wushuang draw her sword and stand beside Zhang Suling eased her mind. She spun her dual blades like flying wheels and charged at those Tang Soldiers committing beastly acts!
She was originally a cold-blooded assassin, but after resting for a while in Tuguhun, her dual blades had not tasted blood for a long time. Today, she was ready to unleash a massacre!
Those Imperial Guards did not take them seriously at all; otherwise, they wouldn't have dared to brazenly snatch Female Slaves in the rain, committing such heinous acts. However, when they realized that wherever Caesar went, Brothers were falling one after another, they finally became furious!
If they did not kill Caesar, how could they indulge themselves?
Four or five Imperial Guards abandoned the Female Slave beneath them and surrounded Caesar, preparing to attack. Just then, a thunderous shout rang out— it was the hurriedly arrived Colonel Murong Xiao and Wang Wukui!
"Everyone, stop!"
Seeing Colonel Murong Xiao arrive, the soldiers immediately halted. His thunderous command suppressed their arrogance like a clap of thunder in dry land. As the rain poured down, they suddenly came to their senses. Upon witnessing the scene around them, they felt an overwhelming sense of shame. Remembering such vile behavior, the consequences were beyond what they could bear; they immediately knelt before Wang Wukui and begged for mercy.
They had stopped, but Caesar did not!
While Wang Wukui reprimanded them, Caesar continued to eliminate those soldiers who were about to reach their peak and unleash their filth upon the innocent Female Slave!
With a swift twist of her blades, another Imperial Guard's head fell to the ground. Caesar was blinded by rage; those Imperial Guards rolled off the Female Slave as if they had seen the King of Hell, fleeing towards Wang Wukui.
Although this situation was terrible, these soldiers were elite Imperial Guards cultivated with immense effort and resources. Wang Wukui, being the Deputy Commander, could not just stand by and watch as they were killed one by one by Caesar.
Seeing Caesar's exceptional skills ignited Wang Wukui's fighting spirit. He rushed forward with his blade drawn, inserting himself between Caesar and an Imperial Guard. He deflected Caesar's dual blades and kicked the Imperial Guard away, engaging in combat with Caesar in the rain.
Caesar could vaguely guess that Wang Wukui must be a high-ranking figure in the military; otherwise, he wouldn't be able to control these beastly Imperial Guards. She initially thought this officer would protect the Delegation but was surprised that he dared to attack her!
Wang Wukui's swordsmanship was fierce like a wolf or tiger, while Caesar's dagger strikes were as cunning as a snake or scorpion. One side was masculine like the blazing sun while the other was soft like the dark moon. In their fierce struggle, within just a few breaths, they had already exchanged several blows without determining a victor.
Caesar's techniques focused on strange and lethal strikes, while Wang Wukui employed bold and sweeping moves. The only thing they had in common was their ultimate goal: to kill their enemies with maximum efficiency!
However, Caesar's killing intent had already arisen, while Wang Wukui only wanted to quell the incident. He had already lost in momentum to Caesar, and it was only when he felt the murderous intent behind each of Caesar's moves that he realized the actions of the Imperial Guards towards the Tibetan Female Slaves had enraged this exotic beauty!
She often accompanied Xu Zhen, yet Xu Zhen had never given her a title, which is why few knew of Caesar's name. Wang Wukui was also unaware that this ruthless assassin was the most beloved woman of the current Grand Minister and Xu Zhen. As he saw Caesar pressing forward with each attack, he finally became furious.
In their eyes, the Tubo People were no different from other barbarians. Although they had trade relations with Tuguhun, their hatred for Tuguhun had not diminished in the slightest. These Female Slaves held a low status; if it weren't for military discipline and laws, Wang Wukui truly saw nothing wrong with violating these Female Slaves.
Although this was Xu Zhen's Delegation, how could a Delegation without Guards dare to start a battle outside the Imperial Guards' camp? How could Wang Wukui tolerate that?
Even though a Delegation represented the current Sovereign, that was only in relation to the country being visited. To come to Local with an imperial edict for Tuguhun and act arrogantly was simply laughable. A person like Wang Wukui, born into a prominent family and spoiled since childhood as a martial general, would not fear the identity of a Delegation!
His brute strength was immense, and the standard saber in his hand was of excellent quality. The military's sword techniques were mostly straightforward slashes and cuts—simple yet effective. Combined with his great strength, he slowly began to withstand Caesar's assassination techniques.
After fending off several waves of Caesar's attacks, Wang Wukui finally gained control of the situation. He swung his saber, creating a flash of cold silver. Caesar could not dodge in time and could only use her dual blades to block. This was their first contact with blades; Caesar's arm went numb from the severe exhaustion, and her blades were knocked away. Wang Wukui snorted coldly and kicked Caesar away!
"Caesar sister!" Li Wushuang, who had been protecting Zhang Suling, rushed over to help when she saw Caesar defeated. Although Caesar managed to gather her energy in time to resist, she felt a surge of pent-up anger in her chest. Her face turned frighteningly red before she finally spat out a mouthful of blood, causing her complexion to pale instantly!
"Good for you, you dog killer!" Li Wushuang did not engage directly; her skills had become quite rusty. However, with a sword in hand, she felt confident as if she had returned to those carefree days of galloping on horseback!
With a delicate shout, Li Wushuang swept through like a white swan, thrusting her long sword straight at Wang Wukui's chest. The latter snorted coldly and did not evade Li Wushuang's strike; instead, he swung his saber down fiercely. Relying on his immense strength, he turned defense into offense in an instant. Li Wushuang could only retract her long sword and step back three paces before steadying herself. Looking down, she saw Wang Wukui's blade already pressed against her throat!
"Well done! Captain Wang is impressive!"
The Imperial Guards actually cheered loudly. However, Wang Wukui's expression darkened; he was an extremely macho man who would never resort to violence against women unless absolutely necessary. These Imperial Guards were truly embarrassing themselves—was defeating two women really something worth cheering about?
"Shut up!"
Wang Wukui shouted sternly, causing those Imperial Guards to kneel again. Their fate as slaves depended on Wang Wukui's protection!
The Imperial Guards, who had committed heinous acts, knelt down. Wang Wukui could only shake his head helplessly and sigh, retracting his sword and apologizing to Li Wushuang: "I, Wang, was forced to act in order to quell the situation. I hope both Madam will forgive my rudeness..."
Coming from the Wang noble family and having been exposed to the powerful since childhood, he could easily see the imposing aura of nobility around Li Wushuang. Although she had transformed into a plump and beautiful woman, her long-standing position as Consort of Tubo had only intensified her elegant and dignified demeanor. In her anger, that nobility seemed to amplify even further.
Wang Wukui had already lost all face by taking action against a woman. Fearing that the situation would escalate and unable to protect those wicked Imperial Guards, he could not resort to killing everyone in the Delegation to silence them. He had no choice but to swallow his pride and apologize to Li Wushuang and Caesar.
Before his words could settle, a deep rumbling sound echoed from afar. The puddles on the ground trembled lightly, and the surface of the water, constantly struck by the fine rain, shimmered with rippling light.
This was not thunder; it was the sound of iron hooves striking the ground!
"Alert! All personnel on guard!" Wang Wukui's expression changed drastically. Without waiting for a response from Li Wushuang or Caesar, he began directing the Imperial Guards to form a defensive formation. Others were already sending messages back to the main camp, with more Soldiers donning armor and drawing their weapons, charging out.
"Why haven't the scouts sent any warnings? Could they have been eliminated?" Wang Wukui muttered in confusion. Then he heard a woman behind him coldly laugh and say, "You dog killer, let's see how you explain this to our husband!"
Upon hearing this, Wang Wukui felt a sudden tightening in his chest. He squinted his tiger-like eyes and strained to look through the rain curtain. He saw a scout from the Tang army carrying a flag leading the way. Slowly, through the misty rain, a massive figure emerged, clad in golden armor!
"It's Xu Zhen! How could this be possible after all these days?" Water streamed down from Wang Wukui's forehead; it was hard to tell if it was rain or cold sweat!
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