This young master truly has the ambition of a hero.

"Oh, look! Mom is so proactive, but she looks so happy."

Soon, the open yet private valley echoed with Xiao Ai's mother's passionate and joyful moans. She felt as if her true nature had been completely released. At this moment, she was no longer someone's mother, but a woman who simply longed to be loved by her lover. Dick's powerful strength always gave her pleasure far beyond her imagination.

At this moment, Xiao Ai's mother noticed her daughters peeping from not far away, and thought to herself that they had seen a rather shameful side of her.

Unfortunately, this sense of shame did not last long before it was forcefully dispelled by the pleasure coming from behind. Xiao Ai's mother felt that her mind was already filled with happiness and love, and there was no room for any other thoughts.

Since things have already come to this, what am I still hesitating about?

The moment she understood, she reached her peak. Little Ai's mother, trembling all over, cried out for a long time. The girls behind the rocks felt an unbearable heat in their bodies, and even the cool stream could not suppress the fire.

At this moment, Xiao Ai's mother looked towards the stone. The three of them knew that they hadn't hidden at all, but they still instinctively shrank back. But soon they heard footsteps approaching. They saw Xiao Ai's mother, who was completely naked, pulling Dick and Zhenjiang down into the river to their side. Her long hair, which was casually draped over her shoulders, was slightly messy, but it had a captivating charm.

Xiao Ai noticed that the "half-magic pattern" on her mother's lower abdomen was glowing, and familiar pink hearts seemed to appear in her eyes. Before Xiao Ai could say anything, her mother had already stepped forward and hugged her tightly, reaching out to knead her daughter's ample breasts, which were already not much smaller than her own.

"Mom, Mom?"

"You naughty child who loves to peep, and both of you, you all need to be severely punished today."

As Xiao Ai's mother spoke, her right hand slid down quickly and then slapped her daughter's pert buttocks hard, leaving a light red handprint.

Caught off guard, Xiao Ai couldn't help but scream. Soon, her mother's skillful finger techniques brought her to a state of panting and moaning. Finally, she was put into a very shameful position, leaving her lower body wide open. Xiao Ai's mother then beckoned to Dick.

"What are you standing there for? Come on over here!"

Without a word, Dick mounted his horse like an ancient warrior, and after taking care of Xiao Ai, Xiao Ai's mother did the same to her second daughter, and the shameful position was even greater than that of her older sister Xiao Ai.

Xiao Ai vaguely remembers that when she was very young, her mother would carry her to the toilet in this way.

Soon, Ai's younger sister also gave up amidst her incoherent ramblings. Then it was the turn of Zhen-chan, who had been eager to try, and the volleyball girl, who was hesitant to accept, making the summer valley vibrant with springtime passion. Finally, the five women bent over in the water, holding onto the giant rocks, forming a magnificent scene of "come and be taken as you please," each with a happy and satisfied smile on their face...

………………

Time flew by and it was already the last day. Dick, who was all ready, was about to ask if anyone had forgotten anything, since traveling back and forth between the two worlds was no easy task, and who knew when he would be able to come back here again.

However, what puzzled him was that when he arrived at Xiao Ai's house next door, he saw five women sitting around the dining table, all of them with solemn expressions.

"what happened?"

"Honey, I have to tell you something, so you need to be prepared."

"What news?"

"We're pregnant."

"you?"

The five girls nodded in unison, then simultaneously pulled out identical pregnancy tests, striking that classic finger pose, leaving Dick completely dumbfounded.

Then Dick seemed to remember something, and took out the amulet he always carried with him. It was a small gift from the local god, said to have divine blessings. And the position of the local god... seemed to be the god of childbirth.

Holy crap! Forgive me for underestimating you before, but you're really something!

Thinking of this, Dick quickly spoke up.

"Gentlemen, I think we should go to the shrine one more time before we leave."

(End of extra)

Chapter 280: Wherever you launch a counterattack, it's still a counterattack

Bailey's counter-offensive was not going well. During the standoff, the Kingdom's army did not just sit idly by and stare at the Empire. They also spent a lot of manpower and resources to build layers of defensive fortifications and prepared combat plans to deal with various surprise attacks.

Eager to achieve a victory that would allow him to turn his fortunes around, and with the support of cabinet officials, the attack inevitably turned into a brutal meat grinder. In terms of tactics, he seemed to be possessed by Nogi Maresuke, using the most mindless charge tactics without regard for the cost.

With generous rewards and the combined efforts of the supervisory teams, wave after wave of cannon fodder were thrown into the battlefield, launching desperate assaults on the Kingdom's fortified positions.

Ironically, although the Empire was technologically superior to the Kingdom, whose overall national strength was weaker, and whose Royal Guard was equipped with magic cannons and muskets that were significantly better than those of the Kingdom, the Kingdom was not as conservative in its control and application of military technology as the Empire.

The nobles of Maple Dew can equip their private armies with firearms, while the local armies on the imperial side can only use traditional cold weapons. Even though the war has deteriorated to its current state, the higher-ups still have no intention of opening this door. The firearms produced by the imperial arsenal are better left to gather dust in warehouses than to be given to the southern soldiers on the front lines.

Of course! There's always a policy from above and a countermeasure from below. Some nobles in the empire have tried to exploit legal loopholes to create units like the "Pistol Guards," but these are all personal guards dedicated to protecting the masters and naturally wouldn't be easily sent to the battlefield.

Thus, a rather cruel scene unfolded on the battlefield: Imperial soldiers, armed with cold weapons, charged forward in dense formations, braving a hail of bullets fired by the Kingdom's army with firearms.

The Maple Deer's weapons are indeed inferior to those of the Empire, but if their accuracy is lacking, they can get closer to fire. If a single musket is not fast enough to reload, they can make up for it with quantity.

Three people firing in alternating shifts can ensure continuous firepower.

Seeing the Imperial soldiers bleeding profusely on the front lines, some officers couldn't bear it and petitioned the Third Prince to halt the offensive. Even if more weapons couldn't be sent from the capital, they hoped to give the soldiers a chance to catch their breath. But Bailey wouldn't listen to any of their advice.

Under the influence of the "miracle drug," his highly excited brain was fearless, but also unable to think about anything too complicated. All he could think about was attacking and attacking again!

He even had a crazy idea: to spread the miracle drug so that every soldier could take a sip before an attack, and then they would truly be invincible!

The Southern Army, which launched its offensive from the west, fought more cautiously under Heinz's command.

They did keep their promise and launched a full-scale counterattack at the same time as the Third Prince's forces, and the momentum was quite great. However, Heinz did not launch a reckless and mindless attack like Bailey. Instead, he concentrated all the cavalry at his disposal and used this mobile force to carry out a deep flanking maneuver.

Nearly 30,000 cavalrymen traversed a vast swamp that was normally impassable in a single day and night, unexpectedly flanking the enemy and directly threatening their supply lines.

This was the massive project that Heinz had secretly commissioned during the previous standoff. The magicians of the Dragonsleeping Valley family had built a paved road in the swamp, allowing cavalry to pass. The road surface was hidden less than 20 centimeters below the water's surface, so it wouldn't hinder the cavalry's passage and wouldn't be easily spotted from the air.

To drive away the "water monkeys" lurking in the swamp, Heinz also used a batch of ancient dragon scales treasured by his family. These dragon scales were a gift from a pure-blooded dragon to the Dragon Sleep Valley family as a token of gratitude. The rich dragon aura on them had not dissipated for millions of years, and the powerful pressure emanating from their bloodline was enough to scare away most demons with strength below the Saint rank.

Heinz's move was quite brilliant, which emboldened Pele to intensify his attack, as he didn't want to be outshone by Heinz in the counter-attack.

Meanwhile, on the other side, in the almost ignored enemy-occupied battlefield, Reinhardt gazed solemnly at the town not far away. He was not currently in the fortress within the Linzao Basin, but further south in the heart of the Maple Dew Kingdom.

When his fifth brother produced the battle plan a few days ago, Reinhardt thought he had gone mad.

Using the last 1,500 warhorses and the most elite troops of their entire army, they sailed south, first risking to bypass the kingdom's navy's encirclement, and then launching a counterattack in the heart of the kingdom.

Just like Dick said before, it's all about counter-offensive anyway, so why should I care where I attack!

Dick had used the same tactic once before during the Orc Wars, unexpectedly breaching the Orcs' stronghold. The method wasn't new, but it worked!

But Reinhardt felt the plan was too risky. If any step went wrong, the entire commando team could be wiped out, and the loss would be the elite force of the entire regiment.

After much hesitation, Reinhardt finally agreed to Dick's plan and insisted on participating in the operation. While his individual strength wasn't particularly high, he was still a solid mid-level warrior. He couldn't compare to Dick, a Saint-level warrior, but within the entire legion, he was by no means weak.

Seeing Reinhardt's unwavering resolve, Dick couldn't help but look at his older brother with new respect, and thus refrained from intervening.

The initial naval phase of the operation went very smoothly. Dick first dispatched his ship girl squad to distract the Maple Dew Navy's ships, covering the troop transport ships as they secretly made their way ashore at the pre-selected landing point.

After landing, some members of the commando team immediately changed into the uniforms and flags of the Kingdom Army. Some of these items were captured by the Second Eastern Army Corps, while others were copied by Dick with the help of the rear.

The other group, however, wore their original military uniforms and pretended to be prisoners of war being escorted, wearing shackles. The entire group swaggered off, heading straight for the kingdom's important military stronghold, "Firewing Fortress".

Intelligence indicates that most of the nearly 50,000 Imperial prisoners of war captured by the Kingdom's army are being held here.

The Kingdom's army, which was originally responsible for guarding these prisoners of war, had more than 10,000 men, but due to the increased military pressure on the border, half of them were urgently redeployed to support the front line.

This gave Dick and the others a chance to save people.

It's worth mentioning that this crucial intelligence came from the group of elf spies that Forget-Me-Not had specially trained. After infiltrating the Deadwood Party, some of these elves did indeed go to the orcish territory, but others were transferred to the southern kingdoms of the continent, some of whom were active within the kingdoms' borders.

Over the past few years, the situation of the "Dead Tree Party" has deteriorated, and they have become much more docile, actually wanting to hide and develop their strength in secret for a while.

However, their honesty only meant they didn't actively cause trouble; they continued their various underground businesses. Intelligence and assassination were now their main sources of funding, so they were employed by the Kingdom's military to help them deal with the despised imperialists.

Chapter 281: Saving Private Ryan

Firewing Fortress, one of the important military strongholds in the northern part of the Maple Dew Kingdom, was originally a key node on the second line of defense prepared by the Kingdom's army in response to a possible invasion by the Empire.

But no one expected that the once powerful and domineering Black Forest Empire had unknowingly become outwardly strong but inwardly weak. A large-scale invasion war was utterly destroyed, and even the first line of defense of the kingdom's army was not breached.

Thus, Firewing Fortress did not survive the test of war, but instead became a prisoner-of-war camp.

All captured imperial soldiers were held here, while noble officers were transferred elsewhere. These prisoners were one of the important bargaining chips in negotiations between the kingdom and the empire.

While the Maple Dew people weren't as brutal as the Imperials in their treatment of prisoners of war—their notorious history of massacring prisoners of war was well-known—they were unlikely to show any kindness to a group of bandits attempting to invade their country.

Apart from some nobles of high status and mid-to-high-ranking officers with organizational skills who were transferred to other places for house arrest, the lower-ranking soldiers held at Firewing Fortress had to perform punitive heavy physical labor.

This was also the main reason why the kingdom's high command chose Firewing Fortress as a prisoner-of-war camp: there was a large quarry nearby that could provide endless work for the 50,000 able-bodied men. Most of the quarried stone was used to reinforce a series of military fortresses on the second line of defense.

The kingdom's leadership was clearly more rational and astute than the empire's. They did not become blindly optimistic and celebrate halfway through the battle just because of the frequent good news from the front. Instead, they prepared for both war and peace.

While negotiating a ceasefire with the Empire, they also seized the time to strengthen their own defenses in case the Empire, unable to afford to lose, resorted to desperate measures and launched a total war to overwhelm them with sheer size.

In fact, some of the kingdom's high-ranking officials believed that the empire should decline as slowly as possible, rather than disintegrate suddenly, as the former would clearly be more beneficial to the kingdom.

Back to the assault team, Dick and his group temporarily lay in ambush in the dense forest east of Firewing Fortress. With a force of nearly two thousand men and fifteen hundred warhorses, they were quite easy to spot.

Dick and Reinhardt, along with a small group disguised as civilians, approached Firewing Fortress to observe it closely. This large fortress stood on a hill, backed by a large river, and the terrain within sight was very flat, making it an ideal place to defend.

The prisoner-of-war camp was built on flat ground below the main gate on the east side of the fortress. The camp was surrounded by moats and was heavily guarded.

Every day before dawn, the guards of the POW camp would blow the reveille to call the prisoners out of their simple wooden huts, and then they would walk to the quarry four kilometers away to work, returning as dusk approached.

All the prisoners had their heads shaved, neck collars, and shackles. Through his binoculars, Dick could also see that each prisoner had a brand burned onto their forehead. Escaping would be extremely difficult, and because they were so conspicuous, they would be easily caught.

Instead of launching an immediate attack, the group cautiously observed the situation in secret for two days. During this time, they tried to contact the spies within Firewing Fortress and successfully met them at a nearby country tavern.

The undercover Pokémon is named "Bandiak," nicknamed "Little Ears." He was one of the first Pokémon to participate in spy training, but according to the semester order of the spy classroom, he should be considered the third term.

After infiltrating the Dead Tree Party, he quickly gained importance due to his outstanding abilities and was disguised as a human to infiltrate the kingdom.

Upon meeting the real boss, Little Ear couldn't help but pour out his grievances, saying that he had been noticed by his superiors for his outstanding work in the Kingdom's army. They planned to train him and a group of others to become spies, infiltrate the prisoners of war, and eventually send them to the Empire as undercover agents.

Upon hearing this, Dick thought to himself, "You pigeons, you're practically born with the divine body of an undercover agent."

Upon learning that the big boss wanted to understand the defenses of Firewing Fortress, Little Ears immediately recounted everything he knew, and also told Dick some important news: a high-ranking official would be visiting Firewing Fortress three days later, but who that person was remained unknown.

However, Little Ear's current direct superior is the nephew of the Firewing Fortress Commander-in-Chief. He seems to have obtained some inside information from his uncle, and the person who came is very likely a member of the Maple Dew royal family.

Upon learning of this situation, Dick immediately had a bold idea.

Dick first had Little Ears help him send a few of his men into the prisoner-of-war camp.

Dick learned from him that although the prisoner-of-war camps separated Imperial officers and soldiers, there were still organizers among the rank-and-file soldiers. In particular, the prisoners from the Imperial Guard were highly trained professional soldiers with strong military skills and fighting spirit. Many of them were forced to become prisoners because their incompetent officers had surrendered.

Ironically, as the most professional regular army in the empire, the Royal Guard has extremely strict selection and training standards for its soldiers. It references modern training models from Earth and is based on the empire's existing conditions. As a result, the quality of its soldiers is extremely high, and the level of its junior officers is also quite high. They have generally studied martial arts.

However, despite this solid foundation, the positions of mid-to-high-ranking officers were mostly occupied by noble children who had risen through family connections. After all, if you wanted to become a mid-to-high-ranking officer at the centurion level or above, you had to study at the Imperial Military Academy, but the Imperial Military Academy did not accept children of commoners.

The path to advancement for common soldiers ends at the centurion level. A very small number of lucky individuals can be knighted or baronized for their military achievements, achieving true upward mobility, but such cases are extremely rare.

Dick hoped to make contact with the prisoners who still held the will to resist, and get them to cooperate with his next operation from within the POW camp.

With half of the garrison being redeployed to support the front lines, Firewing Fort's current security forces are somewhat stretched thin. Six thousand soldiers are tasked with guarding fifty thousand prisoners of war, and under such pressure, oversights are bound to occur.

Carrying the fortress's defense map, Dick returned to the commando team's hidden camp and explained his preliminary battle plan to everyone. He intended to launch a surprise attack on Firewing Castle three days later when a high-ranking official from the kingdom came to inspect it. At the same time, he planned to incite prisoners of war to rise up as inside agents, try to capture the high-ranking official alive as a hostage, and then occupy Firewing Castle.

It's unrealistic for these 50,000 prisoners of war to run back to the Empire on foot. Moreover, there are other military outposts of the Kingdom Army around Firewing Fortress. Once they receive the news, they will definitely send troops to support them. Two-legged infantrymen can't outrun four-legged horses, and they will inevitably be caught up and annihilated.

Therefore, the safest approach is to occupy Firewing Fortress, rearm the prisoners of war, hold their ground, and use that important figure as leverage to negotiate with the Kingdom's army, seeking a way out of death.

Chapter 282: Camp robbery

In the large office on the top floor of Firewing Fortress, the acting commander-in-chief of the fortress garrison stood by the window, leisurely sipping the premium black tea that his fiancée had mailed to him from their hometown, while overlooking the huge prisoner-of-war camp in front of him, feeling extremely pleased.

His vantage point offered an excellent view; looking down, the prisoners undergoing roll call in the POW camp's drill ground appeared as insignificant as a swarm of ants.

Just now, the commander received the latest battle report from the front lines. The National Protection Army, personally led by the Holy Maiden, not only withstood the frontal assault of an enemy three times its size on the border, but also took the initiative to create opportunities and launched a brilliant counterattack, severely thwarting the arrogance of those imperialists.

The commander-in-chief immediately ordered the good news to be spread so that the whole army could be happy and the good news would help boost the morale of the officers and soldiers.

In front of his subordinates, the commander-in-chief never hid his admiration for the saintess, because it was not something to be ashamed of in the kingdom.

Looking across the Maple Dew Kingdom today, almost everyone, whether noble or commoner, is a fan of the Holy Maiden. The only difference is how fervent they are. Those who don't like her are the odd ones out.

The commander-in-chief had previously served under the Holy Maiden, personally participating in several crucial battles. He was even honored by her personal commendation for his bravery in battle, which was his pride and a beautiful memory worth remembering for a lifetime.

That lady was truly beautiful, but she didn't come across as gaudy at all. Instead, she possessed a unique personal charm, and talking to her was always a pleasure. On the battlefield, she often led from the front with her formidable strength, which greatly inspired the soldiers, who were willing to follow her and fight bravely forward.

As things stand, the imperialists have run out of tricks. In their desperation, they can only charge forward recklessly, hoping to break through the kingdom's defenses by sheer numbers, but they can't budge the kingdom's impregnable walls.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, this war will soon end in victory for the Kingdom's army, at which point he will be able to return home in glory, settle down to get married, and inherit his family's title.

If possible, he would like to persuade his fiancée to cut her hair short as well, so that she would look a bit like her!

At this time, the commander-in-chief did not realize that while good news from the front lines could indeed boost morale, it could also inevitably lead to complacency.

The so-called "going with the flow" mentality is precisely what's at play here.

The 6,000 garrison at Firewing Fortress had to guard more than 50,000 prisoners. Excluding the guards who were responsible for standing guard and patrolling around the camp, the actual number of people used for the daily management of various affairs inside the prisoner-of-war camp was only about 800.

Every morning during the routine roll call, a battalion officer had to count one hundred people from a list. The POW camp had only been established for a little over a month, so it was impossible for the battalion officers to remember the appearance and names of all the POWs under their jurisdiction. As long as the number of people in each barracks was not too many, it was fine.

So the spies that Little Ear sent in easily fooled them. The prisoners of war they replaced had already left the camp hiding in the large barrels of the manure cart; someone would meet them outside.