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

Chapter 333: The four naked corpses of the Great Zhou female generals were paraded through the streets for public display.

Four top female warriors, perhaps their martial prowess was undeniable, their power intimidating all; perhaps their wits were exceptional, their victories a thousand miles away; perhaps their beauty captivated the nation. Yet, in that instant, they perished simultaneously. This tragic scene was undoubtedly a devastating disaster for champion Hou Yu Shanshan.

Yu Shanshan may have fought alongside these four women, experiencing countless life-and-death trials together, forging a deep bond and tacit understanding. Their departure not only means the loss of four capable comrades, but is also likely to plunge her into deep self-blame and pain.

Such a blow would be unbearable for anyone. Yu Shanshan might have felt helpless and hopeless, even beginning to doubt her own abilities and worth. She might have kept asking herself: Why did this happen? Why didn't I protect them?

However, Yu Shanshan is a champion after all, and she has an indomitable will and spirit. After experiencing the initial shock and grief, she may gradually come out of the pain, turn grief into strength, and move on.

Because she knows that life must go on, she cannot be defeated by this disaster. She will remember the spirit and courage of these four women and commemorate them in her own way. At the same time, she will be more determined to pursue her goals and live up to their expectations.

She had always painstakingly managed this region. On weekdays, she wore her military uniform, a valiant presence, directing the military from within her tent with her exceptional leadership skills. She patiently discussed tactics with her female commanders, her eyes gleaming with wisdom. She would train alongside the soldiers, personally demonstrating every move, her clothes drenched in sweat, yet never slackening her efforts. Thanks to her and her female commanders' heroic efforts, a relatively stable order had finally been established in this region. The people lived in peace and contentment, and the army maintained strict discipline—a legacy she was proud of.

However, this sudden catastrophe, like a thunderstorm without warning, swept in with the force of a thunderbolt, instantly destroying everything beyond recognition. Yu Shanshan felt as if her chest had been struck by a heavy hammer, the pain so unbearable that she could hardly breathe.

She stood there blankly, her eyes fixed on the land she once knew so well, her heart churning with memories. The memories of the past flashed through her mind like a movie. The days she fought alongside her sisters and her close colleagues were the most precious memories of her life.

They fought together on the battlefield, supporting each other through life and death. Whether facing fierce enemy attacks or encountering hardships and dangers, they never retreated, always standing together. The times they spent together, filled with laughter, tears, and sweat, are a testament to their friendship.

But now, all of this is gone. Those sisters who once fought alongside her now lie forever on this land, never to rise again. Yu Shanshan seems to still see their vivid faces and hear their hearty laughter, but it's all an illusion. The cruel reality leaves her heartbroken.

Tears flowed uncontrollably like a flood, blurring her eyes. Her body trembled slightly, unable to contain the grief within her. This land had witnessed their bond through life and death, yet now she was left alone, facing this endless sorrow and pain.

The morale of the entire army plummeted to a suffocating depth. Fear and hesitation clouded the eyes of the male commanders and soldiers, as if enveloped by an invisible pressure. They whispered to each other, their voices tinged with unease and fear. Some even began to waver, unconsciously retreating.

Yu Shanshan stood at the front of the team, her gaze sweeping over each person, her heart filled with disappointment. However, when her eyes fell on the brave female soldiers, a warm feeling welled up in her heart. Their faces were filled with grief and indignation, their eyes burning with rage. They gripped their weapons tightly and shouted in unison, "Revenge! Revenge!" The sound reverberated like thunder across the battlefield, like a bell, echoing in everyone's ears for a long time.

Yu Shanshan gazed at the female soldiers and officers, a surge of joy welling in her heart. She stepped forward with a resolute stride, gently patted their shoulders, her eyes gleaming with gratitude. "Sisters, thank you! Your presence gives me the courage to persevere." She took a deep breath, straightened her back, and spoke in a voice as powerful as steel: "Although this disaster is severe, we cannot be defeated. I am determined to lead everyone in bravely facing this crisis and avenging the loss of our sisters!" Her words, like a rousing battle song, inspired everyone present.

The female soldiers' gazes grew more resolute, their teeth clenched, as if they were channeling all their pain and hatred into strength. Yu Shanshan loomed larger in their eyes, her courage and determination like a beacon, illuminating the path ahead. At that moment, the morale of the entire army surged like a surging torrent, rallying them to launch a fearless charge against the enemy.

Yu Shanshan made a decisive decision. She decided to personally lead Yu Suwei, Yiliana, and Aisha to retrieve the remains and heads of the four female generals. This was not only to protect their dignity, but also to prevent the remains and heads from suffering irreversible damage.

Before setting off, Yu Shanshan appointed Lina and others as commanders of the new female soldier unit, responsible for directing the subsequent offensive and revenge operations. She knew that this was a difficult task, but she had full confidence in Suwei, Yiliana and Aisha and believed that they could complete this mission.

Yu Shanshan and her team sprang into action, traversing dense forests and treacherous mountains, fearlessly moving toward their goal. Along the way, they encountered various difficulties and challenges, but they remained steadfast, never flinching.

Finally, they reached their destination. It was the ancient and majestic walls of Byzantium, where the wooden stakes stood out prominently. Among the stakes, the heads of the four female generals hung quietly, as if telling of their past bravery and tragic grandeur.

Yu Youwei's body was mercilessly pierced by the stake, which dug deep into her flesh. Blood flowed like a flood, staining the ground beneath her red. Her face was twisted and distorted by extreme pain. Her once pretty features were now monstrous and hideous. Her eyes were wide open, as if they were about to burst from their sockets. She stared at the enemy, the rage in her eyes as if she wanted to burn the evil of the world to ashes.

Her hair was tangled like tangles, soaked in blood and sticking to her face and neck. Her naked body, as if torn by a violent wind, revealed gruesome wounds. Some wounds were so deep that the bone was visible, the white bones standing out against the blood. Others were still oozing blood, like blooming blood flowers against her pale skin, a shocking sight that was too painful to behold.

Her lips parted slightly, trembling feebly like a withered petal. The once vibrant green lipstick now looked eerie against the backdrop of the coagulated blood. The color seemed devoured by death, losing its original luster and becoming dull.

Her tongue stretched out, like a dying snake, powerlessly. A trace of blood still clung to the tip, intertwining with the green lip gloss, creating a poignant yet terrifying scene. That little tongue seemed to speak of her pain and unwillingness, as if it were her final cry against this cruel world.

Her death was tragic and heartbreaking, with the green lipstick and the sticking out tongue becoming symbols of her end. In this silent world, her beauty and death are intertwined, making people feel sorry for her fate.

Yu Lingna's head hung high on a wooden stake. Her face was pale, as if drained of all its color, drooping lifelessly like a lifeless statue. Her lips parted slightly, as if about to speak, but no sound emanated. Her silent cry echoed in the air, carrying a touch of desolation and resentment. Her purple lipstick and lip ring, and the sapphire ring on her protruding tongue, all hinted at her former mystery and power, the powerful power inherited from the priest. Now, only her mournfully protruding tongue and purple lipstick echoed, mercilessly foreshadowing her tragic end!

Her eyes were hollow, as if she had lost her soul. Their once bright pupils had become dim, leaving only endless sorrow and despair. It was a deep, unspeakable pain, like a pool of stagnant water, without a single ripple, yet still weighing on one's heart.

Her hair was scattered messily on her face, covering part of her features, making her look even more haggard and helpless. The wind blew gently, and her hair fluttered in the wind, as if telling of her unwillingness and injustice.

A deep gash etched itself across her neck, the blood dried and congealed into a dark red clot. The wound seemed to mark the end of her life, a symbol of her suffering. Her naked body hung there, unresponsive. The wind blew, and her body trembled slightly, as if she were enduring immense pain, yet powerless to resist.

The whole scene is filled with depression and sadness, and one cannot help but feel heartbroken and sorry for Yu Lingna's experience. Her life was ruthlessly taken away, leaving behind only endless sorrow and despair.

Sharla's body was suspended high in the air, her once delicate frame now feeling incredibly heavy. Her limbs hung limply, lifeless, as if all her strength had been drained away.

Her skin was covered in a web of whip marks, each one etched deep into her skin, oozing blood. These, interwoven with the burn marks, created a gruesome scene. Her face had long been distorted, her once beautiful features now monstrous and hideous. Her eyes were sunken, her lips chapped, as if she had been brutally tortured by a demon.

Her hair, scorched like dead grass, emitted a strong, pungent smell that filled the air and made one nauseous. The scorched strands were tangled together, like a tangled mess, impossible to comb, adding to her miserable appearance.

Su Mei's naked body was hung outside the city wall, twisted into a ball, as if she had endured immense torture. The wounds on her body were horrifying, some revealing the white bones. Her face was covered in tear marks, as if she had experienced endless pain and sorrow before her death. Her tears flowed like a flood, seemingly washing away all the suffering in the world.

Beneath the city walls, a dead silence reigned, broken only by the rustling of the wind, as if in silent mourning for these four heroic women. Their blood stained the land and the hearts of the people. Their story will forever be etched in history, a legend etched in the hearts of the people.

Yu Shanshan and the others walked slowly, with heavy steps, toward the heartbreaking scene. On the city wall, the naked bodies of four female generals were also hung, their bodies severely mutilated, a horrific sight. The girls' eyes were filled with grief and anger; they could not accept such atrocities.

Yu Shanshan took a deep breath, trying to calm herself. Gently reaching out, she carefully removed the four female commanders' heads from the wooden stakes and wrapped them in soft cloth, as if protecting the most precious treasures. Every movement was filled with respect and compassion. She knew these heads represented their comrades, their former companions who had fought side by side. They were all taken to a military tent.

Then, Yu Shanshan and the other female soldiers came to the naked bodies of the four female commanders. Tears glistened in their eyes as they silently prayed for these brave warriors. Yu Shanshan gently caressed the bodies of the female commanders, feeling the warmth and strength they once had. An endless wave of sorrow welled up in her heart, and at the same time, hatred for the enemy ignited.

After completing their mission, Yu Shanshan led the team back to camp. Their hearts were heavy but resolute along the way. This operation, though only the beginning, had made them more aware of their responsibilities and mission. They wanted to avenge their fallen comrades, fight for justice, and uphold the dignity of the Great Zhou court and its people.

After returning to the camp, Yu Shanshan fed the bodies and heads of the four female generals with resurrection pills, and touched the eyelids of each female general. Sure enough, Yu Youwei and Yu Lingna's heads soon glowed green and purple respectively, and their heads automatically flew back to their necks. Their blood and bodies were reshaped, and Sharla and Su Mei also reunited with their bodies because of the power of resurrection.

Yu Shanshan is waiting for them to complete their resurrection journey and is about to lead them on the road of revenge.

Yu Shanshan's eyes gleamed with determination. She knew that the road ahead was full of difficulties and challenges, but they would never back down. They would be driven by the spirit of the four female generals and move forward courageously, fighting to the end to achieve their goal of revenge.