The Bad Girl's Quick Transmigration System: Traveling Back and Forth

Time flies, and soon a month has passed. Everyone welcomed Li Wanjun's enthronement ceremony.

Today, Li Wanjun wore a dazzling suit of golden armor. Its surface shimmered with a dazzling light, as if formed from countless golden stars. The interior of the armor was lined with a layer of delicate gold silk soft armor, soft yet tough, providing her with not only additional protection but also a touch of splendor and nobility.

She wore a pair of tiger-skin combat boots, the patterns on the boots vividly depicting the bravery and majesty of their former owners. Sharp metal plates were embedded in the bottoms of the boots, allowing her to stand and move more steadily in battle.

Li Wanjun's makeup is exquisite and unique. Her eyebrows are as slender as willow leaves, slightly raised, revealing a sense of determination and confidence. Her eyes are deeply outlined with dark eyeshadow, and a light smudge at the corners adds a touch of charm. Her lips, painted with bright lipstick, are as tempting as ripe cherries, exuding captivating charm.

Her hair was piled high, secured with a golden hairpin, with a few strands falling on either side of her face, fluttering in the wind, adding to her heroic presence. A dazzling gemstone adorned her forehead, complementing her golden armor and making her look as majestic as a god of war.

The ceremony of conferring the title of marquis was held in the parade ground outside the main hall. On the high platform, the empress bestowed the waist badge symbolizing the title of Marquis of Loyalty to Li Wanjun. At the same time, the empress also announced that Li Wanjun was further conferred the title of General of the Left Guard, leading 25,000 troops of the Left Guard. From then on, Li Wanjun's subordinates had the jurisdiction of both the Right Guard and the Left Guard, and at the same time had the right to one-tenth of her personal guards. She also had 5,000 personal guards of her own. She selected 2,000 female warriors from her family, the original 100 of whom were to serve as generals of the personal guards, and the other 3,000 were male warriors in the family. Three male warriors were also selected as the leading generals of every 1,000 people.

At the same time, twenty female generals and twenty male generals were selected from the Right Guard and the Left Guard, each responsible for leading a team of 2500 people. The female generals served as the main generals and the male generals as the deputy generals, thus completing the general structure. Li Wanjun's team strength was unprecedentedly strengthened, and she became a pivotal figure in the army.

As a woman who was granted a title of nobility for her military merit, she was the first in this new Zhou Dynasty. Lin Wanyi's title-granting ceremony would be held after her. This was the Empress's preference, there was nothing she could do about it!

Marquis of Loyalty Li Wanjun, clad in golden armor, stood atop the city wall with a dashing presence. The sun shone upon her, and her armor gleamed with a dazzling light, as if she were radiating an immense majesty.

Her figure stood tall and straight like a pine tree, and in her hand she held a sharp sword, the blade gleaming coldly in the sunlight. Her eyes were firm and sharp, as if they could penetrate any obstacle.

Li Wanjun's long, silky hair swayed gently in the wind, like a black waterfall. Her face, defined by chiseled features and delicate, three-dimensional features, exuded a unique charm. Her eyebrows were slightly raised, revealing a resolute and courageous spirit; her eyes were bright and deep, twinkling like stars; and her lips were tightly pressed together, conveying a sense of determination.

Her skin is as white as snow, with a faint blush, showing health and vitality. Her figure is tall and slender, with tight and powerful muscles, showing her unyielding strength.

She took off her golden armor, revealing a black bodysuit underneath that outlined her perfect curves, highlighting her sexiness and charm. She took off her armor to practice sparring with two generals, giving everyone a unique experience of metal fighting.

She exudes an awe-inspiring aura, one that blends feminine grace with masculine boldness and decisiveness. Her movements are graceful and elegant, yet each one exudes strength and confidence. Her eyes reveal a firmness and resolve, as if telling the world she's fearless and ready to face any challenge.

When she stands on the battlefield, she is like a god of war, unbeatable. Her swordsmanship is unparalleled, each swing wielding boundless power that strikes fear into the hearts of her enemies. Her agility, like the speed of a cheetah, allows her to easily dodge enemy attacks. Her combat skills are exceptional, allowing her to handle both melee and ranged attacks with ease.

Li Wanjun was a unique woman whose beauty, courage, and strength captivated everyone. She was a goddess in the eyes of the public and a legend on the battlefield. No matter what difficulties or challenges she faced, she remained steadfast and forged ahead, never retreating.

Behind her stood a cheering crowd. They cheered for this brave woman and were proud of her victory. Li Wanjun smiled and waved to the crowd, her smile full of confidence and determination.

In this new Great Zhou Dynasty, Li Wanjun shone like a shining star, her loyalty and bravery making her an irreplaceable hero in the hearts of the people. Her golden armor, like a dazzling sun, symbolized not only her status but also her courage and strength. Yet, behind this glory lay the hidden fatigue and loneliness of Li Wanjun. The cruelty of war had unleashed upon her an untimely burden.

At night, when the noise faded, she stood alone by the window, gazing at the distant starry sky. The moonlight shone on her, reflecting her inner hesitation.

She missed her family far away and her peaceful life, but she knew that for the sake of her country and her people, she had to stick to her post and continue fighting.

The next morning, Li Wanjun donned her gleaming golden armor again and, with a resolute expression on her face, marched toward the battlefield. Her figure loomed tall in the rising sun, as if she carried the hopes of the entire world on her shoulders.