40. Reflux

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“….”

“….”

“….”

“….”

 

 

The headquarter was all silence.

The Martial Arts Alliance Leader, who had been leading the meeting based on a lot of information, and the strategist and elders who had been pouring out various opinions in line with him, were now as silent as clams.

 

 

Perhaps it was due to the unusual appearance of the conference hall.

Because the Martial Arts Alliance Leader, who should always be sitting at the head seat, is now sitting to the right of the head seat, pushed out from it.

 

 

Then who is sitting at the head seat? It was none other than Zhu Yeling of the Golden Uniform Guard.

 

 

She maintained an arrogant attitude towards the old men who were many times her age, carefully examining the books in front of her, and her eyes were unusual.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Zhu Yeling, who had been examining the information for a while, finally closed the book and looked around the hall.

The elders all had sullen expressions on their faces.

 

 

“Is it because they are commoners? They have no manners. They show all their expressions in front of their superiors.”

“…”

 

 

The elders’ faces instantly contorted.

How could they have received such an insult in their entire lives? Even ordinary nobles couldn’t live with their heads held high like them, so it was hard to bear this treatment.

But the opponent is a high-ranking official of the Golden Uniform Guard and a member of the Imperial Family.

Even if she did something wrong, despising the Imperial Family is punishable by beheading without question. No matter how much of an elder of the Martial Arts Alliance they are, they cannot escape this, and if they resist with their martial power, their affiliated sect will fly away with them.

 

 

So they have no choice but to yield.

They carefully folded the pride they had built up over their lives, stored it in their hearts, and quietly bowed their heads.

 

 

“I want to turn everything upside down, but it seems like the issue is a bit serious, so I should focus on that a bit more.”

 

She gestured to Lee Ja-sung as she finished speaking.

 

“Hmm… His Majesty, aware of the seriousness of the situation, has sent the elite troops of the Imperial Family and the Central Army, so the Martial Arts Alliance must cooperate to wipe out the rebel group in Zhejiang.”

“Didn’t you say not to dispatch troops because the Great Goryeo area could become dangerous not long ago?”

“Just do as you’re told, why are you talking so much?”

 

When the Alliance Leader mentioned the last incident, Zhu Yeling’s sharp rebuke flew at him.

 

 

“These guys, I give them a sword and let them make a living, and they think they’re nobles.”

“…”

“If you’re a commoner, just do what you’re told. Don’t ask questions. Got it?”

 

The Alliance Leader was silent without answering, and the elders clearly showed their displeasure, but she didn’t even make an issue of that.

No, if it were her usual personality, she would have immediately beheaded them all, but the situation was too bad to do that.

 

 

According to the Martial Arts Alliance’s information, the number of warriors who have joined the Harem Palace is a whopping 10,000. If each and every one of them is a martial artist who knows how to use martial arts, not just ordinary soldiers, this is a very serious matter. Moreover, about half of them are from the once-great sects, the Ewha Palace and the Namgung Clan, so they have the power equivalent to a decent 100,000-strong army.

 

 

“Looking at the report, it says that the Namgung Clan guys all betrayed and sided with them? They were all about justice, but they were just opportunists.”

“Keuheum….”

“Once this is all over, I’m going to overhaul the whole thing, so keep that in mind.”

 

 

The atmosphere became even more uncomfortable, but Zhu Yeling didn’t care as if she were in her own home.

 

 

“Anyway, now that the situation has become like this, even if we have to take out some of the Goryeo front army, gather them here. At least 10,000. The 120 elite Imperial Family members and 20,000 Central Army soldiers we brought, and the 70,000 government troops from Shanxi, Shanxi, and Hubei will protect the rear.”

“…”

 

 

Saying they will protect the rear, but it meant that the Martial Arts Alliance should take the lead and take all the losses.

The mood became really shitty, but what could they do? It was the words of the Imperial Family. Unless they were going to confront the Great Ming head-on, they had to at least pretend to listen.

And since Anhui has already fallen, the power of the Harem Palace is practically right in front of the Martial Arts Alliance, so the Martial Arts Alliance is more desperate than anyone else to overthrow the Harem Palace. They should be grateful just for the fact that the government troops and the Central Army are behind them.

 

 

 

 

 

In the end, the Martial Arts Alliance meeting was dragged along by Zhu Yeling from beginning to end, and it was solidified in the direction of being forced to make enormous sacrifices.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Yoo-eun, who declared a blitzkrieg, left the palace being built in Hangzhou and stayed at the Namgung Clan’s main house as a forward base.

And as she gathered the maids scattered in all directions, the male martial artists whose dantian had been destroyed and were worse than ordinary people + even ordinary male commoners, a large army of nearly 100,000 was born.

 

 

Of course, even though it was a large army, except for the 10,000 maids, the rest only had a sword with them without proper armor, and of course, morale was at rock bottom. These were people who would never have participated as soldiers if it weren’t for forced threats.

 

The problem of speed slowing down because they couldn’t use lightness skill was solved by snatching carts from various places and stuffing the men into them. Of course, the maids were the ones pulling them.

It was a truly surprisingly absurd method, but it was possible because all the maids here were from martial arts backgrounds and had stats added to them.

 

“The more I see you, the more you are the end of the line of extraordinary things.”

 

 

Even Yeo Serin, who had lived for a long time, was impressed.

She had heard many absurd opinions in her life, but she could really count on her fingers the number of people who actually put them into practice, and Yoo-eun was by far the best among them.

 

 

“It’s just a really simple and straightforward way of thinking. Originality always comes from things like this.”

“?”

“We need a lot of troops ㅡ》 So we conscripted a lot of men. ㅡ》 Men can’t do blitzkriegs. ㅡ》 So we made the maids who can do blitzkriegs carry them. How clean and perfect is this method.”

“…Usually, they don’t do it that way.”

“Master-nim, securing supplies is complete.”

“Oh. Okay.”

 

 

Even if they only give insignificant supplies, if there are 100,000 of them, the amount is enormous. It would be difficult even if a country of a decent size rushed in.

Besides, they have to prepare the carts. That alone requires a lot of manpower and capital, but Seo-hyun solved all of this by looting.

Centering on the high-ranking maids, she formed a separate unit and procured supplies not only from Anhui and Zhejiang, but also from all over the world.

There were also supplies requisitioned from the occupied territories, so she was able to secure supplies in just a week.

 

“Shall I wear the Gonryongpo (robe of the King) for the first time in a while?”

“…Are you going to wear that?”

“It’s fun.”

 

Yoo-eun, who wanted to have fun properly, received the Gonryongpo from her home country and even made a dedicated palanquin with a jade throne on it.

Three days later…

 

 

 

 

 

“What the fuck, you said you were going to do a blitzkrieg, but what’s with this ridiculous palanquin? Does that make sense?”

“Eheo. What safety is there to be so reckless with your mouth?”

“You’re fucking kidding me.”

 

The day of the expedition.

Yoo-eun wore a red Gonryongpo and an Ikseongwan (hat) and stood with her hands clasped behind her back.

 

 

As he stroked his non-existent beard and sat on the jade throne placed on the palanquin, Gu Ye-na kept grumbling.

 

“What the fuck is this bullshit?”

“Watch your words.”

“Fuck you, bitch.”

 

Gu Ye-na raised her middle finger and cursed, and around that time, Yoo-eun’s palanquin bearers appeared.

 

 

A total of four people, composed of people who could give a big shock to the people of the martial arts world.

Yeo Serin, Peng So-ryeon, Namgung Yu-i, and Namgung Hye.

 

Yeo Serin was already deeply moved (?) by Yoo-eun and didn’t feel ashamed or hurt her pride even though she was an absolute powerhouse in the martial arts world, but the other three women were truly haggard and emaciated.

It was hard enough to be Yoo-eun’s sex slave in a force that ruled the martial arts world, but now they have been reduced to palanquin bearers. It was truly pain itself.

 

 

“M, Master-nim’s…pussy toilet…is ready.”

 

If they were palanquin bearers, Namgung Cheong-ha, who had given up her family and the Namgung Clan, was on top of Yoo-eun.

She is scheduled to show herself panting while pounding in front of the Martial Arts Alliance. In a way, it could be said to be a punishment more terrible than death.

 

 

“Have you come?”

 

 

As Yoo-eun touched her thighs and took out his dick, Namgung Cheong-ha bit her lip tightly and turned her body to show her back.

Then, she vulgarly spread her pussy open to the left and right and sat on top of Yoo-eun’s throbbing dick.

 

 

“Heueut….”

“Hehe. Good. We’re going to the Martial Arts Alliance like this.”

 

 

As she, who was extremely afraid of being hit by Yoo-eun, began to pound in earnest and lewd sounds spread, the women assigned as palanquin bearers lifted the palanquin and put it on their shoulders.

 

 

 

 

 

Ppuuuuuuuuu – !

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This is the signal called the expedition trumpet.

 

 

“All~~~~~troops~! Expedition!!!”

 

 

The maid who blew the trumpet shouted at the top of her lungs.

First, Seo-hyun and other executives and secretaries took the lead, followed by five hundred maids (Ewha Swordswomen) marching in formation.

Yoo-eun’s palanquin was behind them, with the 3rd Commander of the Righteous 13 Greats guarding the front and left and right, and Eun So-ryeong following behind.

 

 

And finally, the 100,000-strong army that unfolds behind them.

In fact, it was said to be 100,000, but the 90,000 men were stuck in carts held by 10,000 maids, so it wasn’t a very dignified sight.