Magic Martial Arts

The charming woman's face bloomed with a brilliant smile, as beautiful as the peach blossoms in spring. However, in a flash, she stopped smiling and stared at a certain direction with deep eyes, as if she was lost in thought. After a moment, she opened her red lips slightly, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing an indescribable expression, and said softly:

"Even if... you have to die for your slave, are you willing to do that?"

Every word in this sentence seems to be softened, as if it is filled with "spring", and has a hint of bewitching charm that makes people fall for it.

"...well...willing...willing...willing...willing...I am willing..."

The many Tianwu cavalrymen present seemed a little hesitant in their answers at first, and some even showed a trace of struggle in their eyes. However, whenever this happened, the charming woman would use her charming eyes that exuded a peach-colored glow and were full of charm to gaze at them gently and lightly.

Then, the eyes and expressions of those people will become more and more intoxicated, as if the woman in front of them is the only one in their lives and the dream they have been pursuing all their lives.

These Tianwu cavalrymen seemed to be controlled by an irresistible force, and their minds gradually lost in the beauty and charm of the woman. Their originally firm will began to waver, replaced by a deep attachment and obsession with this mysterious woman. Under this powerful charm, they seemed to gradually forget their identity and mission, and willingly became the woman's followers.

As if it would spread, more and more Tianwu cavalrymen fell into the gentle and charming trap of the charming woman. And their voices became more and more unified, more and more orderly, and louder and louder. In the end, they converged into one and echoed throughout the Tai'an military camp.

This scene was both spectacular and inexplicably strange, because no one expected that things would develop to this point. The charming woman just stood there quietly, with an extremely charming smile on her pretty white face, looking at the group of men who had been completely conquered by her, her heart was already full of exploitation and calculation.

"Okay! In that case, please help me get rid of your Wu Da 'general' first... After that, 'I'll' be fine... Thank you... everyone... Hahaha..."

The charming woman opened her red lips and spoke slowly in a soft and seductive tone. Her big watery eyes stared at the people in front of her, as if she could see through the most primitive desires and impulses in their hearts.

As she finished speaking, a strange and charming pink fragrance quietly spread, like an invisible magic that gradually eroded everyone's heart.

Everyone's expressions showed confusion for just a moment, but they were soon attracted and eroded by this mysterious "pink", as if it was poisonous. Their eyes became more and more blurred, and they were even more intoxicated by it and unable to extricate themselves.

At this moment, they had almost completely forgotten where they were and what they were going to do. The only thought in their minds was to obey the orders of this charming woman.

Seeing this, the charming woman laughed even more happily - her laughter was crisp and pleasant, but it also carried a hint of palpitations that made people's hearts tremble; it was like the sound of nature lingering in everyone's ears, and it made them involuntarily fall into a dreamlike state, and it was difficult to wake up again...

In the darkness, a long column of cavalry slowly returned to the way they came. Their figures were looming in the night, as if they had merged into the darkness.

However, just when this mysterious cavalry team was about to reach the entrance of the 'Tianwu' camp, they were suddenly discovered by a team of five or six figures.

Perhaps because it was difficult to distinguish between friend and foe in the dim light at night, one of the team members raised his arm slightly and shouted in a low voice:

"...archers ready..."

Although the sound was as light as the flapping of mosquito wings, it sounded particularly "clear" to the ears of everyone in the team.

As his order was issued, the other men immediately bent their bows and drew their arrows skillfully. Their movements were smooth and natural, and they had obviously undergone a long period of training and coordination. Everyone's face showed an extremely serious expression, staring closely at the cavalry team that was gradually approaching, not daring to relax at all.

For a moment, the whole scene seemed to become tense, and even the air seemed to freeze. The sound of the taut bowstrings rang slightly in the dark night, but the volume was kept at a very low level to avoid causing unnecessary alarm. At the same time, everyone was concentrating, waiting for further instructions or confirmation of the other party's identity signal.

As the cavalry got closer, they finally got a clear look at the true appearance of the cavalry. The leading cavalryman held a flag in his left hand, with a golden "Wu" embroidered on it, fluttering in the wind.

When one of them saw the flag, his face changed drastically, a thin layer of sweat instantly appeared on his forehead, and he shouted in panic:

"Wait... hurry up! Put down your bows and arrows first, it seems... they are the cavalry brothers from the assault battalion! Don't shoot arrows... open the camp gate quickly... hurry up... open the door!"

His voice was full of tension and anxiety, as if he had encountered something terrible. When the others heard his shout, they stopped what they were doing and looked at the approaching cavalry with astonishment.