Transmigrating to a Female-Dominated World: Pampering My Little Husband

In the city of Sand, Tana stood on the high city wall, looking towards the distant direction of the Kingdom of Phoenix.

With a face full of excitement, he said to Rong Di, "Brother Wang, your method is indeed effective. In just two months, we have captured the two cities of Fenglin."

If we capture this last city, we can then attack the rest of Fenglin without any obstacles!

It was truly exhilarating! After enduring so many years of hardship, the people of Western Shu could finally hold their heads high!

However, the Rongdi did not seem particularly happy.

Instead, he said with a solemn expression, "Too slow... still too slow!"

Tana's smile faded, and she asked with a puzzled look, "Brother, what did you say was too slow?"

Rong Di looked at the distant horizon and said coldly, "The attack on Fenglin is too slow!"

We must hurry back and discuss this with the Queen Mother; we must send troops again tonight!

Tana was somewhat puzzled and could only ask.

"Send troops... But we just finished the battle yesterday, we should at least let the soldiers rest for a day!"

"Let's fight again tomorrow..."

Rong Di didn't reply to her at all and walked straight down the city wall to E Ying, who was smiling and talking to a man.

The two were behaving intimately, and the man looked shy. When he saw Rong Di striding in through the door, he immediately withdrew his hand.

Standing cautiously to the side, Rong Di gave him a cold look.

He said slowly, "Mother, I have something important to tell you!"

The man glanced at the Rongdi and tried to take his leave, but Eying grabbed him again.

He looked at Rong Di and said, "You don't need to go out. If you have something to say, Feng'er is not an outsider."

Now that he is your stepfather, there's no need for formalities..."

After saying that, she looked at the man beside her with affection, her face full of doting.

Rong Di clenched his fists tightly as he looked at the man who was a year younger than him.

A stepfather? Hmph, the son of a third-rank official dares to be worthy.

He underestimated this man; to become his mother's favorite husband in just two months, his methods were quite sophisticated.

Although he looked down on her, he still addressed her with a very indifferent tone in front of his mother.

"Feng Shijun!"

He then turned to E'ying and said, "Mother, the Fenglin army suffered a great defeat yesterday."

Now is the time to press our advantage. Your son requests Mother's permission to send troops to attack Tongcheng again.

"Let's seize control of the Northwest in one fell swoop!" Rong Di said, his eyes gleaming with ambition.

E Ying frowned, her expression becoming more indifferent and serious.

"We have dispatched troops again, although I had a slight advantage yesterday!"

However, it came at a considerable cost, and sending troops again would likely be...

Rong Di said urgently, "Mother... now is the perfect opportunity!"

Although we suffered some losses, we are still better off than Fenglin Kingdom.

"Take this opportunity to capture Tongcheng. These three cities represent a large portion of Fenglin's northwest territory; even if Fenglin reinforcements arrive, they will be powerless to stop them."

The Rongdi's words were reasonable and well-founded, and they had also made extremely important decisions in the previous battles.

They were also extremely surprised by their son's exceptional military talent.

He still has some hesitation about the decision he has put forward.

Finally, he slammed his hand on the table and said, "Fine, then it's your way. But you can't let me down!"

His sharp gaze was fixed on Rong Di's eyes.

Rong Di knelt down and replied, "Your subject will certainly not disappoint Mother."

The two armies faced off, and the war drums thundered, their dull roars echoing across the open fields, making people's eardrums vibrate.

The red and black flags fluttered in the wind at the front of the battle, and the soldiers all had solemn expressions, their hands gripping their weapons tighter and tighter.

He Yun held a long spear horizontally, sitting steadily on the horse's back. His posture was as upright as a pine tree at the forefront of the formation, with an unyielding frost between his brows.

The young general beside him looked at his slightly undulating right arm, his brows furrowed with worry.

He couldn't help but whisper, "General, your arm hasn't fully healed yet. That princess of Western Shu is ruthless. Why don't I take your place in the battle?"

Upon hearing this, He Yun slowly moved her right arm, her joints making a slight cracking sound. She looked up at the enemy formation, her voice as cold as ice.

"No need. You are no match for her. This battle can only be fought by me."

Although my body is still aching a little, I have no choice but to fight now!

Tana, with her robust frame on horseback, stared fiercely at He Yun opposite her.

He said dismissively, "Hmph, General He, surrender. You are no match for me."

"If you are willing to surrender, this princess can grant you a quick death!"

He Yun spat and said, "Pah, girl, you've got quite the nerve."

They've forgotten the suffering they endured under my great-aunt's thumb, and now they want to get back at me.

Let's see if you have the ability first..."

Tana was taken aback. "Hmph, you old fool, you don't know what's good for you. Since you're courting death, don't blame me for being impolite!"

With that, he spurred the horse, and it shot off like an arrow.

He Yun raised her eyebrows and shouted, "Giddy up!"

Two generals faced off on the battlefield, with He Yun and Tana rushing towards each other at the same time.

Tana was tall and strong, with incredible brute strength. The curved blade in her hand gleamed with a chilling light, and every swing carried the force of a cleaving wind.

He Yun, wielding a long spear, its tip flashing like lightning, moved with impenetrable speed, exchanging dozens of blows with her opponent in the blink of an eye.

"Qiang!"

The sound of metal clashing was crisp and piercing, and sparks flew from the point where the weapons collided.

The two were separated by force. He Yun's right arm trembled slightly, but she calmly dissipated the force without showing any emotion, her face remaining composed so as not to let Tana notice anything amiss.

In the blink of an eye, the two riders galloped towards each other again, their backs flashing with the light of swords and spears, each move ruthless and deadly.

A quarter of an hour passed, and Tana narrowed her eyes, staring intently at He Yun's changing moves—the hesitation in the raising and lowering of her right arm ultimately did not escape her notice.

"Heh." Tana's lips curled into a wicked sneer, and her attack suddenly shifted to He Yun's right arm, each strike delivered with full force.

He Yun gradually felt the strain. She glanced to the side and saw that her right sleeve was soaked with blood. Her expression suddenly tightened.

He could only grit his teeth and struggle to hold on, his left hand gripping the gun barrel even tighter.

In the back and forth they exchanged, Tana's gaze towards He Yun was already like that of someone sizing up a lamb to the slaughter.

She deliberately slowed her attack to tease He Yun, and the moment He Yun blocked with her spear, she suddenly increased her strength, pressing her scimitar hard against the spear shaft, and using the momentum, she pressed He Yun's spear firmly against her right shoulder.

"Crack—" A dull pain, as if her joints were about to dislocate, came through. He Yun's face changed drastically, and cold sweat seeped from her forehead. However, she clenched her teeth even tighter and did not utter a sound.

Tana looked down at her, her tone full of mockery: "Hmph, General He, I've only used sixty percent of my strength, and you can't even hold on?"

She suddenly increased the pressure, and smiled as she looked at He Yun's taut jawline.

"Heh, it seems your generals from Fenglin are nothing special after all!"

The soldiers of Fenglin behind him all looked worried.

But without orders, no one dared to step forward.

Hearing Tana's teasing, He Yun suddenly used all her strength to spin the spear in her hand.

The gun barrel swept straight towards Tana.

Tana lost an arm because she had He Yun completely under her control.

Surprisingly, she still had the strength to fight back. Caught off guard, the tip of the spear grazed Tana's cheek, leaving a long trail of blood.