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The Slender Waist

The day the city fell, Feng Yun was treated by her father as a spoil of war and presented to the enemy general. Everyone pitied her, soon to be a captive, plunging into a fiery pit. Yet she veiled the little donkey cart that took her out of the city tightly, daring not to let anyone see the secret delight in her heart… As a child, she behaved oddly and spoke startling words, once predicting a war in which the whole army was wiped out, nearly being burned to death by her clan as a demon. When she grew up, her beauty was out of the world, but she was rejected by her husband's family. In the period of chaos and disorder everywhewe, where could a female captive go? "I do not seek a devoted partner to grow old with; I merely wish to rule unrivaled in this life." In her previous life, Feng Yun was always the one being scorned by others; in this life, she decided to strike first, turning the tables on each and every one of them, those so-called unreachable flowers and beasts in gentleman's clothing, those degenerates… all to be scorned in return.

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Chapter 170: Xiao Cheng's Retribution_2

"General, the Qi Army has caught up with us,"

The soldiers of the Northern Yong Army from Bingzhou City had already begun to withdraw in succession, and once the main force of the Qi Army entered the city, they would soon be able to take control of it.

Xiao Cheng had suffered a blow this time, and naturally, he wouldn't let it go without retaliation—pursuit was certain to follow.

But for them to be this fast was somewhat unexpected.

Pei Jue stood on the deck, facing the wind and watching the Qi Army surge towards the shore, silent.

"Formation!" Shi Yin shouted forcefully, commanding with confidence.

"Hold them back!"

When it came to campaigning in the field, storming cities, and retreating in defeat, the Northern Yong Army had a set of familiar formations ready for various situations—heavy cavalry, light cavalry, shieldmen, archers, each fulfilling their roles, standing by in strict formation.

"Your Majesty!"