Supreme Emperor of Mist

Chapter 212: Who Is That?

"Bring it on!" the two of them charge forward and fight again. The battle between the sword and whip was getting more heated while arguing each time their weapon collided.

"Why would you come and mess with our young master if you're going to behave like this after leaving?" Lu Qing Yun asked. Although she wasn't the victim in this love-hate relationship, she hated that the two were fighting now due to their complicated background.

'Was there a meaning for this if you eventually going to forget my young master after leaving the Demon Mountain Fort?' Lu Qing Yun clenched her teeth and tried to deliver another Rippling Wave Palm at Peng Yan.

"No! You don't!" After tasting the attack from Lu Qing Yun once, Peng Yan had started to develop a sense of shame from getting her breast slapped by her opponent. Putting aside the pain she'll get from the attack, it does not feel good to be starred by the soldiers as her voluptuous breast was bouncing as she retreated.

But she had yet to notice that such a mindset was what made her not normal at all.

It was unbefitting to say that the current Peng Yan is the usual herself because such a tactic wasn't what she used to be before she met with Qin Lan.

After blocking Lu Qing Yun's attack, Peng Yan retreated a few steps as she stays on her guard.

"General, our opponent's general is coming towards us. What is your order?" an officer approached Peng Yan and asking for her upcoming instruction.

"Retreat and regroup." Peng Yan ordered.

With the soldiers protecting her front as she took few steps back, she soon gets back on her chariot and left the battlefield.

'Huh... She still comes and goes as swiftly as before.' Lu Qing Yun said to herself as she relaxed. And when she did, a painful sensation comes to her arm that was dealt with a kick by Peng Yan earlier.

She doesn't even need to lift the clothing to noticed that there's a bruise where she took the hit.

'That's what you get from hitting me that hard... I hope your breast is painful right now...' Lu Qing Yun smirked as she turned around and waited for Qin Lan to arrive at her location.

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'Aargh! This pain on my chest... How can a female fighter like her punch another woman's breast that hard?' Peng Yan asked. Her hand was gently massaging where she was punched by Lu Qing Yun earlier.

That sight of her touching herself made the soldiers get an instant hard-on as they steal a sneak peek of their general. With Peng Yan's beauty, it was not weird for the soldier to fantasize about her every second they have.

But as her hand stays on another side of her breast, another jolt of lightning shock came to her.

The feeling of someone grabbing this side made her remember something.

"Who... Who is that?" the silhouette of Qin Lan appeared in her mind as she touches herself. But in the flood of images, all she could remember was the kinkiest thing between them, like when Qin Lan tries to kill her back at the Ten Miles Plain.

But in between them, one particular image made her remembered something.

The exquisite box with a medicinal bottle is placed within.

"Where my medicinal bottle?" Peng Yan suddenly turned to the messenger that followed her around faithfully.

"Huh? The bottle? Here you go, milady." the messenger returned the medicinal bottle to Peng Yan and covered her with a fur-cloak.

"Yin... Soothing Pill..." Peng Yan took a pill without trying to remember the medicinal effect after taking them.

"General, the enemy has regrouped. Commander Xu Hu and Yang Yuan are dead. Right now, you're the only commanding officer left in our army." the captain of the Bronze Dragon Unit came to Peng Yan's side and reported.

"Ai..." Peng Yan sighed after listening to the captain's report. She had never expected that even Yang Yuan could fall to her opponent's hand.

"How many men we still have?" Peng Yan asked.

"Two thousand remaining from the Kuanglei Provincial Division, eight hundred from the Bronze Dragon Unit, and seven hundred from the Blood General's Beheading Unit. That's three thousand five hundred in total." the captain immediately answered.

"What about our opponent?" she added.

"In our rough estimation, between four to five thousand. But only half can be mobilized. The remaining soldiers would have to stay on guard monitoring the captives they've captured." the captain said.

"This battle won't be ended up well for us. Let us choose to..." Peng Yan felt dizzy out of sudden as she tried to speak.

"Move forward." an order came into her ears.

"Aargh!" as Peng Yan was deciding to order a retreat, the feeling of needles stabbing into her head came so intensely to the point she almost lost her consciousness.

After struggling for a while in her head, Peng Yan opened her eyes again. It was replaced by a hint of emotionless and coldness, unlike the Peng Yan a few minutes ago.

"Continue pushing forward. We'll fight to the death and make sure that we get rid of our opponent's general before he attacks our Kuanglei Province," said Peng Yan.

"Y - Yes... General..." the captain of Bronze Dragon Unit wanted to voice out his opinion, but he was too stiff and inflexible. As a soldier trained to obey his liege's command, questioning his commanding officer's decision is one of the taboos he cannot commit.

"Prepare the Dragon Uprising Charge. We'll crush their army in a single attack before going straight to their general's head." Peng Yan said as she put on the protective helmet on her head.

"..."

Minutes later...

"Captain! Are we really going to go ahead with this plan? This is too reckless, even to our lady! We should tell her that..."

"Shut up! You're a soldier, just like me... Obey your officer." the captain said.

"Made sure all preparation is done before we're moving in. Remember to protect the general, even if you're going to die twice. Did you hear me?" the captain yelled.

"YES, SIR!" the Bronze Dragon Unit replied.

'Let's hope that the messenger I sent could reach our general on time..."