Chapter 46: The Empress Urinates

  This is a small hill covered with various low shrubs, where Di Lie and his team are hiding. They dispersed in all directions, each person's distance was more than ten meters apart, and their shapes were very strange: they were all wrapped in a "tree skin" woven from tree vines, like a fishing net, and inserted with various flowers and grasses. Not only that, but their faces were also smeared with tree sap and wet mud, making them look like mountain spirits.

  Contrary to their expectations, Zhang Rong and his men did not dislike this "net stocking", but they didn't know that these good swimmers usually disguised themselves more when fighting against water bandits and government soldiers, sometimes covering their whole body with mud, only exposing their nostrils and eyeballs. Compared to that, the net stockings and face paint on them were just child's play. However, it seemed to be effective, as they lay in ambush for half an hour, and four batches of Jin army scouts passed by under their noses without discovering them.

  At this time, Di Lie was alone, hiding in the thorn bush closest to the front, observing the Jin army's large camp at least 7 or 8 miles away through the gaps between the thorns and his sniper scope.

  Yes, after two days of detouring and chasing, evading more than ten Jin army patrols, the small team finally caught up with the main force of the Jin army outside Tongguan City.

  The geographical location of Tang Yin is just between Xiangzhou and Mangren Mountain. From here to the north to Xiangzhou, there are still 70 or 80 miles; to the south to Mangren Mountain, it's also the same distance. It's not yet ripe to take action in this place. So Di Lie's plan was to wait a little longer, preferably after passing Xiangzhou, and even farther before acting.

  Di Lie gazed at the distant Jin army's large camp, where tents stood in rows and the sound of clashing steel echoed through the air. Rows of armor glinted in the sunlight. A group of Jin soldiers on horseback galloped back and forth between the various gates, their patrol so tight that it surpassed the few Jin military camps he had seen before. Indeed, this was no ordinary camp, but a "Great King-level" one.

  The Jin army is currently stationed between Mai Shui and Tang Shui, only about ten miles away from the county seat of Tangyin. Di Lie had also passed by here a few days ago. At this time, the county seat of Tangyin was said to have been abandoned, and the surrounding city walls had also been dismantled by the Jin army. The once prosperous county town, which was an important transportation hub, now presented a desolate scene with broken walls and crumbling buildings. Probably for this reason, the Jin army did not enter the city, but instead set up camp in a relatively flat area near the water source outside the city.

  Di Lie's heart sank, and he secretly congratulated himself that the motley army he led and the refugees had returned to their main camp in Wangshan a few days earlier. If they had come back at this time, nine out of ten would have encountered this Jin army. If so, the result is self-evident, let alone think about attacking others, I'm afraid even skin and bones will be swallowed by others.

  This golden army was stationed at dusk, and the nomadic people set up camp quickly. The leather tent was unfolded, and four wooden stakes were driven in to form a square. As for the trivial matters of setting up the vertical banner, building the fence, constructing the stable, and building the warehouse, with tens of thousands of captives and auxiliary soldiers from various tribes, it was naturally a small matter. And just within this half-hour when Di Lie and others were lurking and observing, a large and five small plum blossom-shaped camp was built, as if by magic.

  In the late afternoon, a group of women suddenly appeared in the sight. These women were dressed in Song Dynasty attire, with beautiful clothes and hair full of pearls and jewels, it was clear that they were not ordinary civilians.

  After the group of women came out of the village gate, they slowly walked towards the small river outside the village. All the Jin army sentries avoided them wherever they passed. Only a few Jin people who came out of the village gate with the women occasionally galloped past the crowd of women on horseback, laughing and teasing.

  From the small river to where Di Lie and others were ambushing, it was about four or five miles away. At such a distance, except for Di Lie who could barely see clearly with his ten-fold sighting mirror, in Yang Feng's and Zhang Rong's eyes, they were just a group of small black dots, unable to make out what was going on, naturally their eyes were getting drowsy. If it weren't for being under the Golden Army's eyelids, in a state of crisis, perhaps someone would have already been unable to resist dozing off.

  Di Lie Zheng was pondering the identity of these women when he suddenly discovered that one of them, a woman in a pink skirt, looked around cautiously and then headed towards his hiding place on the small hill by the river. What's even more astonishing is that after the woman walked for a while, one of the several Golden Riders who were galloping about turned aside and followed her from behind, sneaking along quietly.

  About half a time later, the woman came to the foot of the mountain, panting and looking around for a while. She didn't find anyone, but there was a lonely horse not far away. The woman hesitated slightly, then picked up her skirt and walked carefully towards where Di Lie was.

  Di Lie furrowed his brow, he didn't think the woman had discovered where he was hiding or really wanted to crawl into this thorny thicket, but why... Hmm, there's an answer. It's just that this answer is a bit embarrassing.

  The woman turned sideways in the direction where Di Lie was, lifted her skirt, opened her lap cover, and faintly visible snow buttocks shiny, then slowly squatted down.

  It turned out to be a small solution, but it took such a big detour... However, within a radius of several miles, the terrain is flat and open, with only this small hill providing some cover, making it an ideal choice for solving both major and minor problems.

  From the side, this woman is about twenty years old, not only with a good figure, but also with a beautiful appearance and a noble demeanor that reveals a sense of elegance and nobility, probably from an official family.

  A beautiful woman urinated, watching herself from a distance... uh, it seems that she couldn't be called a voyeur, because compared to another person, Di Lie felt very pure. The golden man who secretly followed the woman, using his superb riding skills, adopted the method of hiding in the stirrups, evading the woman's eyes. Just as they were about to reach the foot of the mountain, the golden man jumped off his horse, bowed his head and quietly approached the woman from behind.

  The location where the woman urinated, Di Lie's hiding place, and Jin Ren's hiding place form a triangle.

  There are many psychological abnormalities in this world, and they were even more severe in ancient times when there was a lack of psychological intervention. Di Lie had no interest in attacking these special preference holders, and the current environment was not suitable for doing so either. However, what happened next changed his mind.

  The peeper was no longer satisfied with just sneaking a peek, but wanted to take real action. Just as the woman stood up and lifted her skirt, that big-bearded, scar-faced foreigner pounced on her from behind like a hungry tiger, knocking her to the ground. With his mouth open, revealing yellow teeth, he frantically sniffed and nibbled, while one hand lifted the woman's underskirt, exposing her long, white legs...

  The woman's face was pressed into the grass, her mouth biting a blade of grass, and she moaned softly as she struggled. When the man in gold freed one hand to undo his belt, the pressure eased, and the woman finally managed to turn over and see the face of her attacker clearly.

  The woman angrily shouted in a shrill voice: "Guo Lu, you bastard! Don't forget your identity, you are the Qianhu of the Great Jin State; while I am the Empress of the Great Song State, the mother of a nation! What you're doing is humiliating the people of Song all over the world..."

  Qian Hu? The Empress! This news is too shocking!

  As soon as Di Lie heard the woman say, "Doing this is a humiliation to all Song people," he knew things were going to go bad. Sure enough, out of the corner of his eye, he saw the shadows of people on either side, and Zhang Rong's gang couldn't help but make their move.

  Di Lie raised his hand to stop them, and it was better for him to do it himself rather than letting them make a big noise. After all, he was the closest, and with caution, he shouldn't attract the attention of the Jin army's patrol from afar.

  At this time, the Jin army's thousand-household Guo Rong was excitedly pulling down his horse pants, revealing a black and shiny buttocks, speaking in a stiff, northern-accented Song language, cackling with laughter: "What's this about the Great Song Dynasty's Empress? The Song Dynasty has already been trampled into dust by our great Jin's iron hooves. Where is there still an empress? Even if you go to the capital, you'll only be a courtesan in a laundry house. At that time, it will just be a common thing for men to play with you, even a lowly servant like Pu Xian can play with you. I am a noble thousand-household, how could I not play?"

  These words were like a thunderclap, stunning the woman into a deathly pale complexion and numbness all over her body. All her struggles came to an end. Guo Ruo sneered with satisfaction, taking advantage of the situation to lift up the woman's skirt, covering her head and upper body completely. The shocking white skin and a patch of black hair were thus exposed under the bright daylight...

  Kokuro's saliva almost flowed out - the official wife of the Song Emperor! The taste must be somewhat different, right? Hurriedly grasping the black stick, just about to thrust in. Suddenly a chill on the back of his neck, a cold voice sounded in his ear: "Kokuro, is it? If you want to have an outdoor battle, you should find a secluded place. Doing this under the eyes of so many brothers, are you treating us as if we don't exist?"

  This time, Gu Lü's whole body stiffened, and his long military career made him understand what was on his neck at the first moment. The transverse muscle on his face twitched, and he smiled: "Are you Song people? Oh, now that the great Chu state has just been established, you should be Chu people. Chu Jun Zhang Bangchang is quite familiar with me, if the strong man doesn't mind, I can order someone to write a letter and let Chu Jun appoint you as a high-ranking official of Chu State. Civilian officials up to Wen Da Lang, Yu Shi, military officers up to Tong Zhi, Du Guan, let the strong man choose, how is it?"

  "You're quite quick-witted, trying to buy us off with wealth and high positions." Di Lie's hand tightened around the dagger, forcing Guo Lu to slowly back away from the woman, following his gesture.

  Di Lie immediately reached out and pulled down the skirt from the woman's body, covering her lower body.

  The woman had barely seen the unexpected scene in front of her when she suddenly woke up from her daze and let out a shocked cry.

  At almost the same time, Gu Lü suddenly raised his right hand and tightly grasped the blade of the knife on his neck, ignoring the intense pain of the sharp blade cutting into his flesh, and forcibly moved the blade away from his neck by half an inch. He then struck back with his left elbow, heavily hitting Di Lie's abdomen.

  Di Lie didn't expect this guy to be so ruthless towards himself, actually risking breaking his fingers to grab the blade with his bare hands and even gave himself a vicious blow. If it were an ordinary person, after being hit by this battle-hardened general's elbow strike, they would likely collapse to one side and vomit yellow bile. Fortunately, Di Lie's strengthened body was able to withstand the impact of the fierce horse's charge under prepared circumstances. This ferocious elbow strike only made his lower abdomen feel a slight stinging pain.

  Di Lie's eyes flashed coldly, and he suddenly drew out his dagger, cutting off half of Guo Lu's palm. Just as Guo Lu was about to let out a loud cry, Di Lie turned back the left hand that had been pressing down on her skirt, formed a fist, and struck Guo Lu's throat with lightning speed.

  Guo Rui's hands were tightly clasped around his own neck, his throat making a strangling sound, his eyes rolled back, and his nose and tears flowed out together. His body was bent like a cooked shrimp, falling to the ground, dry heaving repeatedly.

  Di Lie pointed his finger to his lips, signaling the woman to be quiet. Then he looked around cautiously, making sure that they hadn't alerted the Jin army's patrol, and immediately made a hand gesture towards a nearby thicket. Yang Feng, Zhang Rong, Jia Hu and others jumped out, dragging Guo Lun into the thicket like a dead dog.

  Di Lie made a following gesture to the woman, and then took the lead. The woman had not expected that in this desolate mountain, there were so many people wearing strange clothes hiding here. Thinking of how she had just gone to relieve herself and was almost humiliated, her face flushed with heat, hesitated for a moment, and followed him.

  PS: The event of Jin Jun Qian Hu Guo Lu sneaking and insulting the imperial concubine of Emperor Song Qinzong in the wild occurred on the second day of April in the second year of Jingkang, during their journey back north. This book delayed it by over a dozen days due to plot requirements; those who understand will not blame us.