Chapter 67
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Translator: True Detective
Chapter: 67
Chapter Title: 65. War God's Fragment (3)
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To cut a long story short, we killed all the soldiers. Not a single one left—we slaughtered every last one.
"How'd I do? I was pretty good, right?"
"Yeah... sure. You were."
The problem was that Han Su-ji was the one who'd done all the killing.
That switch of hers had flipped earlier, and she'd gone on a rampage, butchering them all. Who knows—maybe she did it to shut them up before they could scream. She wiped them out completely.
How many did we even kill? A ton, that's for sure. The inside of the fortress was a sea of blood.
This wasn't how history was supposed to go. If we slotted this into the fragment properly, we should've just roughed up a few and retreated, then the Goryeo troops would go, "Those guys are badass!" morale would skyrocket, and we'd take the fortress.
Having turned the fortress into a splendid bloodbath, Han Su-ji and I—the Cheok sisters—returned to base and reported to Yoon Seol.
"So, you two killed them all."
"Yes."
"There had to be at least a thousand of those barbarians in there, and you wiped them out?"
Wait, over a thousand? I'd only taken down a handful and left the rest to Han Su-ji. She killed over a thousand?
"Uh... didn't a few escape?"
"I didn't see a single Jurchen hair on any of their heads. We were already prepped to attack the moment we saw your heads on pikes. No way we missed that."
"Er... um. Looks like we got 'em all."
No excuse for that. Guess the idiots all died. But anyway, I'd been wondering something since a bit ago.
"Hah. You Cheok sisters are something else."
Wait, why is Yoon Gwan a woman? And so young?
You must know that this is based on the motif of a Memory Fragment. It's not the real General Yoon Gwan, but a fictional character named Yoon Seol.
"Really?"
More precisely, the Memory Fragment held by the War God is connected to the master's mind due to the current high-rank master. The original War God was also quite old during the Jurchen subjugation. However, the Cheok sisters are set to appear much younger.
Oh, right. It's just a motif. So that means my tastes got mixed in, huh.
Does that mean I can eat her up? Look at that. She's straight-up begging for it—that Eastern-style armor cut short to barely cover the important bits, everything else exposed.
I've seen plenty of Three Kingdoms waifus, but set in our country, this is what it looks like?
Gonna fuck her for real?
"Anyway. Seeing you two covered in blood, I believe you, but it could be a trick by the northern savages. I'll send scouts to confirm. There might be more troops hiding."
"Yes, General."
"Once confirmed, I'll split the forces and attack Yiwi-dong. Keep that in mind."
She doesn't trust us, huh.
"Yes, General."
Leaving Yoon Seol clutching her head in agony, Han Su-ji and I stepped outside.
Han Su-ji glanced toward the back of the tent before whispering to me.
"Is this following the original history?"
"Nope."
No way it is. Sure, my old days as the (former) Evil Dragon are a blur, but I lived decades with K-history genes. I respect the real Yoon Gwan figure too. But this guy's not him—just Yoon Seol filling the role.
In other words, it's iffy as "original history." Strip away names and characters, and it kinda follows the flow.
Han Su-ji gave me a weird look.
"What? Spit it out."
"So... what do we do?"
"If it's what the War God wants from us... Hmm. Guess I need to tap the Akashic Records."
Feels too cheaty, but learning a bit of history shouldn't hurt.
"What's next in the story?"
After the Stone Fortress Battle ends in victory for the Goryeo army, forces are given to Choi Hong-jeong, Kim Bu-pil, and Lee Jun-yang to attack Yiwi-dong, scoring a great victory that concludes the Jurchen subjugation. They then establish the Nine Northeastern Fortresses, but due to their fantastical locations, the Jurchens of Wanyan Tribe continually attack to retake them, giving Goryeo a hard time. In the end, Goryeo accepts reconciliation with the Jurchens and returns the nine fortresses.
"And then?"
The Jurchens produce great generals like Sa Myo-ari, swiftly reconquering Manchuria, destroying the Liao Dynasty, and establishing the Jin Dynasty. Goryeo ends up paying tribute to the Jurchen Jin.
Ah, now I get it. That's the point.
We have to win completely. We can't let the Nine Northeastern Fortresses that Cheok Jun-kyung worked so hard for get taken back. That's it. The War God must have resented that. He left his name in Goryeo history through all sorts of chaos like the Yi Ja-gyeom rebellion later on, but that had to sting—bowing his head to the Jurchens he'd beaten bloody.
"Alright. We go this way."
"How?"
"I have a plan."
For now, just ride the flow.
History played out with Goryeo claiming a great victory and establishing the Nine Northeastern Fortresses. They killed thousands of Jurchens and razed hundreds of villages.
Damn, that's fast-paced. And among it all, Han Su-ji and I racked up another massive kill count.
Yoon Seol's army steamrolled thanks to that.
"Hahaha! The Cheok sisters, you've done great work. Alright, now we build the nine fortresses and retreat. As for the generals..."
At the gathering of the generals, Yoon Seol laughed heartily, praising Han Su-ji and me.
What? Retreat here? No way. I want out of this fragment ASAP.
"No can do."
"What?"
"Let's end it now. Kill 'em all."
Stopping here might loop us back like my hundreds of regressions. Can't have that. We finish this time.
Yoon Seol rubbed her temple like her head hurt, then spoke cautiously.
"Listen, Cheok sisters."
"Yes."
"Hear me out. Goryeo's population is under 4 million. We dragged 170,000 troops here—our elite, all of them."
"Yes."
In one ear, out the other. Never listen to boomers.
"Push over the Yalu River like this, and it's full war with the Jurchens. Supply lines would be hell, and rations from home even harder. What you're saying assumes total victory with zero losses."
"Just lop off all their heads, right?"
The only Jurchen who could match the War God is Sa Myo-ari.
"Gonna go beat the Wanyan Tribe too?"
"Yes."
"Wanyan is way up north from here, and you wanna go?"
"Yep. General, you just come clean up the stragglers and plant the flag after we sweep."
Han Su-ji and I—the Cheok sisters—go in, wipe 'em out. That ends the fragment.
No idea how Park Jun-hyuk did it, but that's the answer now.
"Even so, no. Fail, and we'll both lose our heads to the Emperor. Not just you—mine too. Think 170,000 is some dog's name?"
After the body count I've racked up, 170,000 is nothing.
Say that, and I'd get cursed out. Time for my perfect persuasion method. One only I have.
"General, grant me a private audience."
Yoon Seol nodded and waved everyone off.
"Everyone out."
"Su-ji, you too."
"Oh, okay. I'll go."
Everyone left, just me and Yoon Seol.
Heh heh. Our general's got guts, trapping herself like this. Disqualified as a commander.
What does she think I'm gonna do?
"Sigh. General, come on. Then just send us alone."
"No, you're a captain. A captain. You gonna defy orders? Know what happens for desertion?"
I know damn well. That's why I'm asking permission.
"That's why I'm asking. I'll make it worth it."
"What?"
"Must be pent up after coming this far."
It's a battlefield. Bet she's backed up.
"What the hell? Why're you taking off your armor?"
To slather thick snail slime all over her, duh. Why else?
"You need to strip too, General."
"Hold on, I don't chase skirts!"
Yoon Seol blushed, covering herself.
Jackpot. "General" my ass—just a fragile bitch. Any wolf could press her down easy.
"I'll chase for you. Just lie back. I'll make it sloppy and good, no tantrums. Let's drop ranks tonight."
"You insolent—argh!"
Yoon Seol was helpless before me. Stripped her armor, and her voluptuous body screamed milf.
It's a fragment, not real, but resonating with my mind? Plenty real for my pussy.
"Dig in."
"You lunatic!"
"Not a guy—a girl."
Every bitch I catch turns lez. You're no different.
Thus, I committed treason. My rank's captain or something low. Leading troops? But I'm topping the supreme commander.
As expected, Yoon Seol had no girl-on-girl experience. Maybe none with guys either. That tight pink pussy was adorable.
Sealed shut—no cock marks.
Better than expected—either sloppy seconds or virgin. Both good. First's stealing another's bitch; virgin's a delicacy.
Plus she's high-status, uptight. No need to storm the hole right away.
So I rubbed her clit.
"Nice bush, decent sensitivity. Shall I peel this cute bean?"
"What're you doing? I order you—stop!"
If she meant it, I wouldn't have pounced.
"Whoa, big clit. Standing tall. Like a dick."
Rub rub rub.
Rubbing that clit. More pain than pleasure for her. Probably never even touched it, low masturbation experience.
Just mindlessly grind, no mercy.
"W-wait. Stop! This hurts too much!"
How long? Yoon Seol groaned in pain.
"Come on, can't have our grand General hurting like this. Alright, gentle now."
After harsh clit assault, I soothed like a baby. Amid pain, she heated up—moans escaped.
"Nngh... hng."
"Looking good? Feels like a subordinate serving her superior. Not bad."
She's bitch-moaning—means she's into it.
"D-don't! This isn't—hii?!"
"Pinched it—nice reaction. More?"
"N-no. Stop—ahh!"
Two hours passed. Yoon Seol came several times. But I edged her, half-assed peaks.
How? God-tier pussy control—any girl bends to bitch.
"Told you. When it twitches and feels good, what do you say?"
"I-I'm cumming! Cumming!"
The iron General, bitch-voiced, begging to cum.
So cute. But torment more to get what I want.
I licked her neck seductively, whispering.
"What'll it be? Follow my advice? I'll make it better. Reduce our General to her place."
"W-what's 'her place'? Fine! Fine! Do what you want! Let me cum!"
"Heh heh heh. Valuing your pleasure over 100,000+ lives? Disqualified commander. But I like hedonists. As you wish!"
I tormented clit and insides. Shallow bumps, teasing to the edge.
Then over, fingers tense—three digits pistoning her spot.
Squelch squelch squelch—psshhhhh!
"Hiiiii! Cumming! ♥"
Psssh! Pssht!
"Our General's a squirting master, huh."
Yoon Seol became my obedient bitch, following every word.