To put it bluntly, we killed all the soldiers. Every single one, without leaving a trace.
“How about that? Did I do well?” “Uh, yeah. Sure.”
The thing is, Han Suji was the one who did most of the killing. A switch must have flipped in her because she went all out. Maybe she wanted to kill them before they could even scream. Anyway, she killed them all. Just how many did she kill? Either way, it was a lot. The whole castle is now a sea of blood.
Something feels different from the original history. If we go by the fragments of memory, we're supposed to kill a few of them just to rally the Goryeo troops, who would then think, "Our noonas are amazing!" and storm the castle with high morale.
So, after painting the castle red with Han Suji, my sworn sister, we returned to the main camp and reported to Yoon Seol.
“So, you two killed them all?” “Yes.” “There were at least a thousand barbarians there, and you killed every last one?”
Wait, over a thousand? I only took out a few, leaving the rest to Han Suji, and she killed over a thousand?
“Maybe some managed to escape?” “I didn’t see even a single hair left of the Jurchens. If there were any survivors, they’d be heads on spikes by now, and we’d be ready to attack. There’s no way I missed it.” “Uh, yeah. It seems we got them all.”
There’s really no excuse. I guess all those fools died. But there's something I’ve been curious about for a while.
“Hah, you two are really something.”
Wait, why is Yoon Gwan a woman? And why does she look younger?
[You need to understand that this is a fictional character inspired by fragments of memory. She’s not the actual Yoon Gwan but a character named Yoon Seol.]
“Is that so?”
[More accurately, the fragments of the memory held by the Martial God are connected to the mind of a high-ranking Master. In the original history, even the Martial God was older during the Jurchen campaign. But for some reason, you two sworn sisters are presented as much younger in appearance.]
Ah, right, they did say it’s an inspiration. Does that mean she’s tailored to my tastes? Does that mean I can get a piece of her? Just look at her; she’s practically begging for it, with that traditional Eastern armor cut short to cover only the essentials, leaving the rest exposed.
I’ve seen plenty of female characters in Romance of the Three Kingdoms, but when set against our own history, it has a whole different vibe. Should I just take her?
“Well, anyway. Seeing the two of you covered in blood, I don’t doubt you, but there might still be some trickery from the Northern Army, so I’ll send scouts to confirm. There may be more hidden troops, after all.” “Yes, Commander.” “As soon as we confirm, we’ll divide our forces to attack Iwido. Keep that in mind.”
Seems she doesn’t quite trust us.
“Yes, Commander.”
Leaving Yoon Seol rubbing her temples in deep thought, Han Suji and I stepped outside. Han Suji glanced around the tent before looking at me.
“So, is this how the history is supposed to go?” “No.”
No way. I might not remember every detail from my past life as the [Old] Evil Dragon, but I’ve lived long enough with the K-gene to have some respect for a figure like Yoon Gwan. But that person is Yoon Seol, holding the position of Yoon Gwan, not actually him. So, while the names and characters are the same, the historical flow feels a bit off.
Han Suji looked at me with a curious expression.
“What? What’s up?” “Well, then what should we do?” “If the Martial God expects something from us... should we use the Akashic Record?”
It feels like too much of a cheat, but I guess it doesn’t hurt to brush up on some historical knowledge.
"What happens next?"
[After the victory of the Goryeo army in the Battle of Seokseong, forces are assigned to Choi Hong-jeong, Kim Bu-pil, and Lee Jun-yang to attack Iwido, securing a major victory and concluding the conquest of the Jurchens. Following that, the Goryeo expands to establish the Nine Fortresses in the northeast. However, due to the fortresses' strategic locations, the Jurchens of the Wanyan tribe continuously attempt to reclaim them, causing significant hardship for Goryeo. Eventually, Goryeo accepts peace with the Jurchens and returns the Nine Fortresses.]
"And after that?"
[The Jurchens, led by renowned generals like Saimyari, swiftly conquer Manchuria and defeat the Liao Dynasty, founding the Jin Dynasty. Goryeo then becomes a tributary state to Jin.]
Ah, now I get it. That’s it.
In the end, it's about enduring. We can’t allow the hard-won Nine Fortresses, which Cheok Jun-gyeong fought so hard to establish, to be taken back. That’s it. The Martial God must have resented that—leaving his mark on Goryeo's history only to later see Goryeo bowing to the Jurchens they had once beaten down.
"Alright. We’ll keep things going just like this."
"And how do you plan to do that?"
"I’ve got a way."
For now, all we need to do is follow the flow.
***
As history went, Goryeo achieved a great victory and established the Nine Fortresses in the northeast, killing thousands of Jurchens and wiping out hundreds of their settlements. The pace was relentless. Among them, Han Suji and I committed some serious massacres.
Thanks to us, Yoon Seol’s army enjoyed quite a streak of victories.
“Hahaha! My valiant sisters-in-arms, you’ve done an incredible job. Now, it’s time to set up the fortresses and then withdraw. Generals...”
In the meeting of the generals, Yoon Seol praised Han Suji and me with a hearty laugh. What? Withdraw? No way. I want to get out of this memory fragment as soon as possible.
“No, we can’t do that.”
“What?”
“We need to finish this once and for all. Let’s kill them all.”
If we stop here, I might be forced to relive this scenario over and over, like I’ve already regressed hundreds of times. I can’t let that happen. This time, I need to see it through to the end. Yoon Seol massaged her forehead, as though I’d given her a headache, and cautiously spoke.
“Listen, my sisters-in-arms.”
“Yes?”
“Understand this: Goryeo’s population doesn’t even reach four million. Out of that, we’ve brought the very best 170,000 troops for this campaign.”
“Yes.”
I let it in one ear and out the other. You don’t really pay attention to old-timers’ lectures.
“If we cross the Amnok River and advance further, we’ll be in a full-scale war with the Jurchens. It’ll be difficult to maintain supply lines that far, and reinforcements from the mainland would be scarce. What you’re suggesting would require winning every battle without any losses.”
“Can’t we just decapitate their leaders?”
Among the Jurchens, the only one on par with the Martial God is someone like Saimyari.
“Are you saying you’d go up there and crush the Wanyan tribe?”
“Yes.”
“The Wanyan tribe is quite a distance north. You’d actually go there?”
“Yes. Just leave it to us, Commander. Once we’re done, you can come in, finish off the remnants, and plant the flag.”
Han Suji and I—the sworn sisters—just need to sweep through, and that should bring this fragment to an end. I don’t know how Park Jun-hyuk would have handled it, but for now, that’s the answer.
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“Even so, that’s impossible. If you fail, I’ll have to answer to His Majesty, and it won’t be just your head—it’ll be mine too. Do you think 170,000 lives are just dog names?”
When I think of the number of people I’ve killed, 170,000 might as well be a pet count. But if I say that aloud, I’ll get cursed out. In situations like this, there’s a surefire way to persuade.
“Commander, may I have a private audience?”
Yoon Seol tilted her head, then waved everyone out of the room.
“Everyone, leave.”
“Suji, you step out as well.”
“Oh, uh, right. I’ll go.”
Once everyone left, it was just Yoon Seol and me.
Heh, our dear Commander really knows how to trap herself. Does she not realize the position she’s put herself in as a commander? Does she even know what I might do?
“Sigh. Commander, let’s not do this. Just send us out on our own.”
“You, Officer, are you seriously thinking of defying orders? Don’t you know what happens if you desert?”
Of course, I know. That’s why I’m asking for permission.
“So, just grant me permission. I’ll make it worth your while.”
“What?”
“After all this marching, you must have some pent-up... tension.”
This is a battlefield, after all. She must be all wound up.
“What... what are you doing? Why are you taking off your armor all of a sudden?”
I’m stripping for the thrill of it, why else?
“You should take yours off too, Commander.”
“Wait, I’m not interested in such things!”
Yoon Seol blushed, trying to cover herself. Goodness. She may be a commander, but at this moment, she’s just a fragile little woman. Like this, wouldn’t any wolf find her an easy target?
“I’m interested, though. Just sit back. I’ll help you unwind. Let’s strip off those ranks for the day.”
“You... this is... treason! Ahhh!”
***
Yoon Seol was powerless before me. The moment her armor came off, her voluptuous figure was fully exposed—a true embodiment of a MILF.
Though she was just a fragment and not a real human, if she resonated with my mind, she’d respond to my every touch.
"Enjoying the meal, are we?"
"You insane bastard!"
"Not bastard—girl."
Every woman I touch ends up bending to my will, and you're no different. Thus, I staged a small rebellion. My current position is just as a low-ranking soldier, a noksa. It seems my rank isn’t all that high. Yet, with that title, I’ve taken the liberty of pulling in the Supreme Commander.
As expected, Yoon Seol seems to lack experience with other women—or even with men. Her tightly closed pink core was indeed endearing, pristinely shut without any sign of ever being entered.
Perhaps she’s already been entered, or maybe she’s entirely untouched—a virgin. Either way, neither option is bad. The former would be like claiming a taken woman, while the taste of defiling a pure maiden has its own charm.
What’s more, she holds a high rank and is rather strict. With someone like her, there’s no need to rush things from the start.
So I rubbed my clit.
"Just the right amount of hair, and her sensitivity isn’t bad either. Now, shall we reveal this cute little pearl?"
"What do you think you're doing? The commander orders you to stop, now!"
If you really wanted me to stop, you wouldn’t have let it come to this.
"Hmm. Looks like it's a bit on the larger side. Standing up so stiffly. Almost like...well, you know."
Slide. Slide. Slide.
I rubbed her clit, knowing it would bring more discomfort than pleasure. She seemed like someone with little experience, probably never having touched herself, let alone exposed her clit. In moments like these, there’s no need for delicacy—just mindlessly, without the slightest care, rubbing it.
"Wa...wait. S-stop! This... this is too painful!"
I wasn’t sure how long I’d kept at it, but Yoon Seol began to groan in discomfort.
"Come now, should the great commander leading an army be so easily overwhelmed? Well, perhaps now I'll be a bit gentler."
After stimulating her clit firmly for a while, I shifted to a softer touch, almost as if soothing a child. Despite the pain, it seemed some heat was building, as a soft moan escaped Yoon Seol’s lips.
“Hnn... Hnn...”
“You look absolutely splendid like this. It’s not a bad feeling, serving my superior in this way, wouldn’t you agree?”
With her moans spilling out like a submissive animal, it was clear she was beginning to enjoy it, whether she wanted to or not.
“D-don’t... This isn’t... ah!?”
“A little pinch, and such a lively reaction. Shall we continue?”
“N-no, stop... please!”
And so, two hours passed. Yoon Seol reached her climax multiple times, yet I carefully controlled the intensity, keeping her on the edge without full release. This was possible thanks to my god-like skill, a ‘God-Finger’ that could turn any woman into a compliant creature under my touch.
"Now, what did I say you should say when you start feeling good and trembling down there?"
"G-go... just let me go, let me finish!"
The once stoic commander was now pleading, uttering those words in the voice of a submissive animal. Such an endearing response. But a little more torment was necessary to get exactly what I wanted. I leaned in, licking her neck seductively, and whispered in her ear.
"So, what will it be? Will you listen to my suggestion? If you do, I’ll make it feel even better for you. I'll turn you into a fountain of pleasure."
"A f-fountain? W-what... fine! Fine, do whatever you want! Just... let me finish!"
"Heh. Placing your own pleasure above the lives of over a hundred thousand. A failure of a commander, no doubt. But I, a hedonist myself, can appreciate that. Very well, as you wish!"
I simultaneously tormented her clit and the shallow, textured area inside her, gradually bringing her to the edge of climax. Then, pushing past that threshold, I intensified the pressure, thrusting with three fingers right into the spot that sent waves of pleasure through her.
Squish-squelch-squelch! — Splash!
“Aahh! I’m... I’m going!♥”
Splash! Splash!
“Well, it seems our commander is quite the expert in waterworks.”
Yoon Seol had become exactly what I wanted, obediently responding to my every word.