With each powerful thrust from Lu Ming, Jiang's breasts bounced up and down. Her hands involuntarily caressed their joined bodies, her pink tongue licking her lips. Her long hair, flowing freely, opened and closed like a parachute with each movement.
Her body instinctively twisted, increasing the friction between his penis and vaginal walls. With each thrust, he swallowed the thick, dark shaft to its maximum extent, and Lu Ming moved his hips in sync with her movements, seeking deeper penetration.
"Take a good look at how your cunt is being penetrated."
Jiang blushed as she looked over. The two girls were also forced to watch their mother and enemy's act.
Watching his penis enter and exit her body, she felt a wave of dizziness and shame.
Her movements slowed down.
Lu Ming sensed her change and increased the amplitude and force of his hip thrusts, speeding up his movements. He panted, his hands no longer gripping Jiang's waist, but instead squeezing her breasts forcefully.
"Oh...ah...so deep...so deep...Master...so powerful...oh...I can't take it anymore...ah...it's coming..." Another climax assaulted Madam Jiang, her vaginal fluids gushing from her uterus, splashing onto Lu Ming's dark red glans, then flowing out from the point of their union, accompanied by alternating "gurgling" and "slapping" sounds.
Madam Jiang's entire body was flushed pink with excitement, radiating a delicate glow.
After her climax, Madam Jiang lay limply against Lu Ming's chest, letting the large glans enter and exit her uterus. Lu Ming's hands embraced Madam Jiang's smooth, slender waist, while Madam Jiang embraced Lu Ming's rising and falling waist. Her high breasts were pressed together by their tightly pressed bodies, her hard, purple nipples pressing against her soft breasts, providing a unique stimulation.
As Jiang gasped for breath, the gap between them widened and narrowed, her breasts tightening and loosening as if being massaged by Lu Ming, smooth and soft.
"What a slut, you're already wet after just one fuck," Lu Ming mocked Jiang as he thrust forcefully.
The fluids that had gushed from Jiang's uterus earlier sent an unprecedented pleasurable, tingling sensation through his glans, making him feel close to ejaculation, and he quickened his movements.
Jiang remained motionless, only breathing rapidly, silently enduring the man's humiliation and defilement.
The thrusting penis suddenly stopped, the large glans remaining inside Jiang's uterus, a tingling sensation washing over him. His urethral opening widened, and with each thrust, streams of hot semen splattered against the walls of Jiang's uterus. "Ah...so much...so hot!"
She shouldn't have let the man ejaculate inside her; that was a husband's right!
But what could Jiang do?
They didn't even have the right to snuggle in Lu Ming's arms and act spoiled!
They watched helplessly as Lu Ming pinned his eldest daughter down, his penis piercing her, causing her excruciating pain, and when it was pulled out, it was already stained with blood!
Two young girls had their virginity defiled by Lu Ming, one ejaculate into each of their vaginas.
He didn't watch Guan Ren's execution by slow slicing, because there would be more tomorrow, and for three days in a row, slow slicing!
He wanted to use this method to tell all the powerful families that he had risen to power and would not accept any threats!
Besides, Lu Ming wrote down the events of the past few days in a letter and sent it to Luoyang.
As long as he revealed his intentions first, he would naturally gain the support of the Emperor Ling.
He also casually mentioned that Princess Wannian was doing well, and the two were planning to have a child.
In the following period, Lu Ming sent people to various places to recruit refugees and forcibly relocate them to Pengyang.
Pengyang, a place with garrisoned farms, could support a large population, and the continuous planting of trees and bamboo forests effectively prevented desertification.
"Business needs to develop, people's hearts need to be won over, but women also need to be enjoyed!"
The capital of Wuwei Prefecture was Guzang.
After returning with his remaining soldiers, Ma Teng was still in a state of shock.
He couldn't imagine how his army had been defeated. This silent rout, this inexplicable and unclear defeat, was what gave him nightmares.
"Why did this happen? How could this be?"
Ma Teng, who had smoked two canisters of gas, still couldn't understand why!
"How could Lu Ming act like this? Leading 50,000 men with only 8,000 men, and annihilating his and Han Sui's alliance in one fell swoop? This was completely impossible!"
"Why did the other side do it?"
These past few days, Wuwei Prefecture had also become unsettled.
Some local forces that were not convinced by Ma Teng began to outwardly comply but inwardly defy him, refusing to hand over money and livestock, just waiting to see him make a fool of himself. Although Ma Teng still had over 20,000 men in Guzang, it was clearly insufficient.
His three sons had all perished tragically, and even Ma Teng's wife had fainted from grief and refused to speak to him.
For a time, a pall of gloom hung over the entire Guzang.
That day, Ma Teng sat in the main hall, drinking to drown his sorrows.
He had never suffered such a crushing defeat in his life; this battle had dealt him a devastating blow.
His army was utterly demoralized, slaughtered at will, and coupled with Lu Ming's vindictive nature, he knew this situation was unlikely to end well. Adding to this, Wuwei County was beset by internal and external troubles.
He truly couldn't think of any way out. This battle had been incredibly devastating; he hadn't even recovered his strength.
A young man with bandages wrapped around his neck entered, bowing respectfully to Ma Teng. "Uncle," he said, "Fu Gan, an official, has come to see you, and he also has a letter in his own handwriting from the renowned scholar Jia Xu."
"Oh? Please come in quickly." Ma Teng was somewhat dazed, but upon hearing Jia Xu's name, he immediately perked up.
Although still a little confused, his excitement was undiminished.
Jia Xu was a famous scholar of Xiliang, a region where few talented writers existed.
Jia Xu was one, and Yan Zhong was another.
In his youth, the scholar Yan Zhong recognized Jia Xu's exceptional talent, saying he possessed the wisdom of Zhang Liang and Chen Ping.
In his early years, Jia Xu was recommended for the civil service examination and appointed as a court official. Due to illness, he resigned and returned west to his hometown of Qian. On the way, he encountered rebellious Di people and was captured along with dozens of his companions.
Jia Xu said, "I am the grandson of Duan Gong (Duan Jiong). Please don't harm me; my family will certainly pay a large sum to ransom me." At that time, Grand Commandant Duan Jiong, having long served as a border general, was a figure of great prestige in the western regions. Therefore, Jia Xu falsely claimed to be Duan Jiong's grandson to intimidate the Di people. The rebellious Di people indeed dared not harm him, and even swore an oath with him before sending him back. The rest, however, were all killed.
This was always a topic of conversation among the people of Xiliang. Military generals always valued the strategies of civil officials, because they simply couldn't come up with any good solutions themselves.