Many children, many blessings; a stunningly beautiful wife is given to you right from the start.

"Guards! Quickly! Protect the general! Protect the general!"

"Shieldbearers! Shieldbearers, advance!"

Behind the army, Guo Feng screamed wildly, his voice distorted.

A squad of guards, as if waking from a dream, rushed forward with their tower shields raised, surrounding Yuwen Biao, who was still convulsing on the ground.

The moment they formed their shield formation.

A muffled "thud!"

The third arrow struck the steel shield at the very front with a resounding thud.

The arrow was incredibly powerful; its fletching trembled violently, emitting a mournful buzzing sound.

The soldier behind the shield felt a tremendous force coming from the shield surface, his entire arm went numb instantly, and the web of his hand cracked from the shock.

He turned his head and saw that the steel shield, which was strong enough to withstand sword and axe blows, had been shot with a deep crack.

The shield-bearer broke out in a cold sweat instantly.

If this were shot on someone, it would probably pierce through them and leave a bloody hole!

"Retreat! Retreat now!!"

The shield-bearer let out a hoarse roar.

No one else dared to linger.

They protected the groaning, fleshy ball in the middle and quickly retreated to the rear camp.

On the city wall, it looked like he was about to kill Yuwen Biao on the spot, but he was protected by the tortoise-shell-like shield formation and escaped the scene.

Shangguan Yan stomped her foot in anger.

"Damn it! So close!"

She rarely showed her emotions like this, but at this moment she was truly feeling resentful.

The dark green, tight-fitting hunting outfit she was wearing was specially chosen by Lin Mo for the Hundred Flowers Camp.

Made of a special material, it fits the body extremely well, allowing for maximum range of motion during combat.

At this moment, Shangguan Yan stomped her foot in anger.

Her naturally beautiful and exceptionally full breasts trembled violently.

A sister from the Hundred Flowers Camp next to me stared wide-eyed.

She subconsciously looked down at her own, then looked up at Shangguan Yan's, and finally sighed with envy, jealousy and resentment.

"Sigh... how can the difference between people be so great?"

Seeing that Shangguan Yan was angry, Qin Ruxue raised her hand and gently patted her shoulder.

"No rush, there will be plenty of opportunities."

Qin Ruxue's voice was steady, revealing no emotion.

"Those few arrows today are enough to give Yuwen Biao nightmares for several nights."

Shangguan Yan's snow-white chest was still heaving violently.

She glanced at Qin Ruxue, nodded angrily, and then slung the ebony longbow back over her shoulder.

……

The main tent of the central army of the Zhenbei Army camp.

Inside the tent, Yuwen Biao's pig-like screams nearly overturned the entire tent.

"ah--!!!"

"Go easy! Go easy on me, you fucking bastards! Are you trying to kill me?!"

"It hurts! It hurts so much! Damn it!"

Several military doctors hurriedly treated his wounds, each one covered in sweat and trembling with fear.

Fortunately, Yuwen Biao had a lot of fat and was tough enough to survive.

The arrow wound on his shoulder looked frightening, but fortunately it didn't damage his bones or vital organs.

The solid kick to the chest from the horse's hoof only broke a few ribs.

You won't die.

The military doctor carefully applied wound medicine to the bloody hole and then wrapped it tightly with a clean white cloth.

Throughout the entire process, Yuwen Biao's cursing never stopped.

However, for him, the physical pain was far less unbearable than the psychological humiliation.

This is an utter disgrace!

In front of an army of 100,000, he was shot off his horse by a single arrow by a vile woman, and then kicked away by his own warhorse!

Just thinking about that scene made Yuwen Biao feel his blood rush to his head, and the pain in his broken ribs intensified.

He could imagine how the soldiers in the entire camp were talking about him right now.

Yuwen Biao's reputation has been completely ruined outside the Iron Wall Pass today!

"Just you wait...you just wait..."

Yuwen Biao lay on the large military bed, wincing in pain and trembling with anger.

"Those two stinking women on the city wall!"

"The one in the red shirt, and the one shooting the arrow!"

"Once I take Iron Wall Pass, I'll see how I kill you all!"

"No!"

"Killing you would be too easy! I'll make you wish you were dead!"

"I'm going to strip you naked, hang you at the city gate, and let the 100,000-strong army inspect you one by one!"

"Then, I will have my personal guards, in front of everyone, go down one by one!"

"No! They're too good for personal guards! I want the ugliest and dirtiest cook in the army!"

"I'll have an army of 100,000 men take turns serving you every day! Until I've turned you into a pile of rotten flesh!"

Yuwen Biao frantically conceived all sorts of vicious revenge schemes in his mind.

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, and the expression on his face became twisted and ferocious.

Just then, the tent flap was lifted, and the strategist Guo Feng walked in.

"General."

Guo Feng looked at the obese body twisting and twitching on the bed, his expression completely unmoved.

Anger solves nothing.

As a professional strategist, he had now calmed down from his initial shock.

A direct assault is no longer an option.

The eeriness of that wall, coupled with the commander's public embarrassment today, has caused the morale of the troops to plummet to rock bottom.

To force an attack on the city again would be sending soldiers to their deaths.

"General, a direct attack is not the best strategy."

Guo Feng bowed, his tone steady.

"Our soldiers were already filled with fear when faced with that treacherous wall. A direct assault would be futile; we could only outsmart it."

"nonsense!"

Yuwen Biao roared, which aggravated the wound in his chest, causing him to cough violently again.

"Of course I know! Then you better think of a solution!"

"How can we outsmart them?"

"Can you fly over that wall?! Or are you as burrowing as a mouse?"

Guo Feng shook his head, a gentle smile still on his face.

"General, no matter how high the walls are, the people inside the city still need to eat, drink, and relieve themselves."

He slowly walked to Yuwen Biao's bedside, lowering his voice to a whisper, like a venomous snake flicking its tongue.

"Tiebiguan is located in a strategic location, but water is scarce. Historically, it has always relied on the Yinma River outside the city to bring water into the city."

As Guo Feng spoke, he stretched out his hand and made a cutting gesture.

"We don't need to besiege the city. We can simply send a detachment of elite troops to find the main valve of that canal and cut it off, or... something even simpler..."

"Poisoning was carried out upstream of the Yinma River."

Guo Feng grinned, revealing two rows of stained yellow teeth.

"I believe that within three days, the Iron Wall Pass will become a living hell."

"They were out of ammunition and food, and their people and livestock had no water to drink. They had no choice but to surrender!"

"By then, won't everything in the city, including those two women, be yours, General?"

"Excellent! Brilliant plan! A brilliant plan!"

Yuwen Biao's eyes, which had been squeezed into slits by his fat, suddenly lit up.

He struggled to sit up, but the movement aggravated his wound, causing him to scream in pain.

"Master Feng is truly my Zhang Liang! My Crouching Dragon and Phoenix Chick!"

Yuwen Biao pointed at Guo Feng and impatiently issued the order.

"Go now! Take plenty of men! Make sure you do it discreetly!"

"I'll make those two little bitches in the city die of thirst, and then they'll be begging me on their knees!"