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

The next morning, at the order of His Royal Highness the Arab Prince, Yu Shanshan, who had been stripped of her leather armor and was naked, was tied to an iron wooden donkey cart by a group of soldiers and began her parade through the Arab city again.

Blood still dripped from Yu Shanshan's wounds, her body trembling with the ups and downs of the wooden donkey cart. She lay humiliatingly tied to the cart, all alone, surrounded by a dense crowd. Their gazes were like torches, fixed on her, as if they were about to devour her alive. She, on the other hand, looked utterly miserable and hopeless, her body covered in wounds and stained red with blood.

However, this tragic scene did not arouse the slightest sympathy from the people. On the contrary, all the Arabs present were extremely excited, with smug smiles on their faces and shouting slogans of victory.

"Look! This is the self-righteous female general of the Great Zhou!" someone shouted loudly, his voice full of contempt and disdain.

"Haha, we finally defeated her! It's so satisfying!" another person echoed, his eyes revealing contempt for the enemy.

For a moment, cheers and laughter echoed one after another, and the whole scene was extremely lively. Countless people cheered and celebrated their successful killing of this once majestic female general of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Suddenly, a burly man in the crowd bent down and quickly picked up a large, angular rock. His face was filled with anger, his arm muscles tensed, and he used all his strength to smash the rock towards Yu Shanshan. At the same time, he kept cursing, "You despicable woman! How dare you invade our sacred and inviolable territory! Your crime is truly heinous!"

Soon after, several more people followed suit, spitting at Yu Shanshan or using the most vicious language to insult her. One of them even gnashed his teeth and roared, "Humph! You're nothing but a worthless piece of shit, and you dare to think you can compete with us? You're just dreaming!"

At that moment, a man as burly as an ox burst out of the crowd. Without a word, he rushed straight to Yu Shanshan, raised his strong and powerful fists, and hit her with a torrent of blows. Each of his punches was filled with utter ferocity, as if he wanted to kill Yu Shanshan. Not only that, he also kicked Yu Shanshan hard with his feet, cursing and shouting as he hit her: "Today, I'll let you taste our power! I want to see if you dare to be so arrogant and domineering from now on!"

Poor Yu Shanshan was mercilessly beaten by this group of thugs. Their fists rained down on her once fair and delicate skin, each one carrying endless malice and brutality. In a short while, her skin was covered with scars and bruises, as if it had been pierced by thousands of tiny needles at once.

At that moment, her naked body appeared before everyone's eyes. Her former beauty had vanished without a trace. Instead, she was covered in horrifying, shocking scars, crisscrossing her body. Each scar seemed to tell of a deeply painful experience, making it unbearable to look at.

Yet, even amidst such brutal torture, Yu Shanshan's eyes remained wide open, their gaze hollow and lifeless, as if she had lost her soul. She silently endured the humiliation and pain inflicted upon her, powerless to resist. After all, the life force had long since drained from her body, and she was dead. Faced with these people's atrocities, she could no longer offer even the slightest response, only passively accepting the humiliation like a walking corpse.

If the brave and indomitable soldiers of the Great Zhou could witness this tragic scene, their hearts would surely tremble and their eyes would moisten. Unfortunately, the people standing before Yu Shanshan at this moment were not her fellow countrymen of the Great Zhou, but a group of cold-blooded Arabs with hearts as hard as stone.

Here, all Yu Shanshan could receive were mocking words filled with contempt and scorn. The Arab soldiers shouted through their loudspeakers, "Look! This is the so-called miraculous female general of the Great Zhou! She's nothing but a pathetic creature easily defeated by our great Prince Nicholas!"

They laughed recklessly and unabashedly, their laughter surging like a tidal wave, each wave higher than the last. "Look at her in such a state of disgrace, and she still dares to call herself a female general? What a joke!"

"How powerful does she think she is? In front of our Prince Nicholas, she is nothing but a weakling who can stand no chance!"

There were also those unbearable, vulgar and despicable insults: "What the hell is this female general of the Great Zhou? She's just a bitch who doesn't know her place!"

Yu Shanshan was wheeled around the city on a wooden donkey cart, through the streets and alleys. Along the way, the soldiers' propaganda and humiliating words resonated in her ears, like sharp daggers, piercing her heart mercilessly. Her face was as pale as paper, her purple lips tinged with a pale hue, yet she could not utter a single sound. Her eyes were wide open, but empty, as if the whole world had collapsed. Her naked body, now devoid of any color, still dripped with bright red blood, a gesture that told everyone that she was a lifeless corpse. Her body rose and fell with the wooden cart's movement, and the horrific sight drew cheers from the Arabs, their faces brimming with anger and hatred. Some excitedly waved their fists, cursing Yu Shanshan nonstop.

"This vicious woman deserves the most severe punishment!" a man said gritting his teeth, his voice full of anger.

"She is a devil who has brought us endless pain!" another person echoed, his eyes full of resentment.

Some people used even more vicious language to attack Yu Shanshan. Their words were unbearable to hear and were full of insults and abuse.

"She's a dirty bitch who deserves to be stoned to death!" a woman screamed, her voice shrill and piercing.

"She's a traitor, she betrayed our country and our people!" an old man shouted angrily, his voice trembling. (Yu Shanshan came from the Western Regions, and her country was once a vassal state of the Arab Empire, so this old man, who came from a neighboring country, would say this! Author's note)

The curses mingled together, creating a cacophony of noise. The Arabs grew increasingly agitated, throwing rocks and trash at Yu Shanshan, expressing their extreme dissatisfaction and anger. Amidst the curses and attacks, Yu Shanshan appeared helpless and pitiful.

Yu Shanshan was roughly escorted through the crowded crowd to the center of the city square. Her face was as pale as paper, and her eyes revealed despair and fear.

A large number of Arabs gathered in the square, their faces filled with anger and hatred. Yu Shanshan stood there, like a lamb to be slaughtered, powerless in the face of the impending cruel punishment.

With a single command, the stoning began. Countless stones rained down on Yu Shanshan, leaving her body covered in blood. However, the Arabs' anger did not subside; they continued to throw stones, seemingly intent on shredding her body into pieces.

Yu Shanshan's body gradually became tattered. The Arab people looked at her smashed corpse, their anger seemingly vented a little. However, they did not realize that this cruel stoning would not solve the problem, but would instead spread hatred and violence in the hearts of the people, and the ultimate result would likely be endless mutual retaliation and revenge. They also did not expect that the female generals of the Great Zhou Dynasty were equipped with sophisticated muskets and artillery, and the revenge they would bring to Yu Shanshan would also make the land flow with blood!