Too many female prisoners, a special forces soldier transmigrates and marries wildly.

The Northern Frontier, Shuofeng City.

The setting sun, like blood, illuminated this border town standing amidst the cold wind and wilderness.

Bloodstains and smoke from fire stained the city walls, revealing the marks of battle everywhere. The soldiers defending the city were all exhausted, their armor tattered, but their eyes remained sharp as they gripped their weapons tightly, watching vigilantly outside the city.

Instead of besieging and attacking the fortified city with its high walls and deep moats, the Di Rong cavalry, like a pack of wolves, constantly roamed and harassed Shuofeng City, attempting to cut off all its connections with the outside world and exhaust the defenders' energy and resources. Outside the city, the former villages and farmlands had been reduced to scorched earth, with corpses of dead people and livestock and burning ruins everywhere, a truly horrific sight.

Shuofeng City has almost become an isolated city.

Lin Feng stood on a high slope outside the city, gazing at the war-torn city and the dust cloud trailing around the Di and Rong cavalry outside, his brow furrowed. He had traveled day and night for seven or eight days, finally arriving at the northern border, only to be met with this scene.

He took out the letter and waist token given to him by Feng Zhen, and successfully passed through the outer guard cavalry, entering Shuofeng City.

The atmosphere in the city was heavy. Few pedestrians thronged the streets, mostly soldiers and laborers hurrying by. Most shops were closed, except for long queues at grain stores and pharmacies. The air was thick with the smell of smoke, blood, and a suffocating sense of panic.

Without delay, Lin Feng went directly to the Jiedushi Mansion in the city center—now the command post for the Zhenbei Pass front. After announcing his identity and purpose, he was led by a personal guard through a heavily guarded courtyard to a solemn council hall.

A heated argument could be heard inside the hall.

"General Zhao! We can't wait any longer! Reinforcements are slow to arrive, and we only have enough food for ten days! If we don't leave the city and fight the enemy to break their morale, once our food and reinforcements are exhausted and our troops are demoralized, Shuofeng City will fall without us even having to attack!" a loud and anxious voice said.

"Nonsense! The Di Rong cavalry are invincible in open field battles, while our army consists mostly of infantry. To go out of the city to fight is to use our weaknesses to attack the enemy's strengths! This is exactly what they want! The best strategy now is to hold our ground and wait for reinforcements, relying on the city walls to wear down the enemy!" Another calm but slightly hoarse voice retorted. This should be Zhao Polu, the garrison commander of Zhenbei Pass.

"Hold on? Where are the reinforcements? The troops in Shuofang and Yunzhong are tied up by a detachment of Di Rong forces and can't move an inch! The imperial reinforcements are too far away to be of any use! If we continue to hold out, we'll starve to death without even needing the Di Rong to attack!"

"We can't go out and die! The defeat at Flying Eagle Pass is a lesson from the past! If it weren't for the traitor leaking our defenses, how could we have fallen so easily? Now that the enemy's situation is unclear and the traitor hasn't been eliminated, rashly going out to fight will only repeat the same mistake!"

"Are we just going to sit here and wait to die?"

The argument inside the hall continued, while Lin Feng listened quietly from outside the door, gaining a more direct understanding of the current predicament in the Northern Territory. Shortages of food, reinforcements, internal disagreements, and the threat of traitors... the situation was indeed far from optimistic.

The guard leading the way gestured for Lin Feng to wait while he went inside to inform the comrades. A moment later, the guard came out and gestured for Lin Feng to go inside.

Lin Feng straightened his armor and stepped into the council hall.

The hall was dimly lit, filled with the smells of sweat and cigarette smoke, and a tense atmosphere. In the central seat sat an elderly general, around fifty years old, with a resolute face and sharp, eagle-like eyes. Clad in armor, though weary, he stood ramrod straight, exuding an imposing presence. This was Zhao Polu, the garrison commander of Zhenbei Pass and the general manager of the Northern Frontier Campaign. Below him on either side sat seven or eight other generals, all with solemn expressions; the two who had just been arguing were among them.

When Lin Feng entered, dressed in the ordinary uniform of a captain, he exuded a calm demeanor and had clear, bright eyes, drawing scrutinizing glances from all the generals.

"This humble general, Lin Feng, the Zhaowu Colonel, has come to the northern border by imperial decree to await General Zhao's orders!" Lin Feng, neither humble nor arrogant, knelt on one knee to pay his respects and presented the imperial edict, the Ministry of War's official document, and his waist token.

A guard took it and handed it to Zhao Polu.

Zhao Polu carefully examined the imperial edict and official documents, then sized up Lin Feng a few times before saying in a deep voice, "You're Lin Feng? The Lin Feng that Feng Zhen of Qingzhou mentioned in his report, the one who volunteered to come to the northern border for his meritorious service in solving the case of the Prince of Qi's rebellion?"

"It is indeed this humble general," Lin Feng replied.

"Stand up and speak," Zhao Polu said, his tone softening slightly.

"Feng Zhen spoke highly of you in his letter, saying you are brave and resourceful, familiar with the northern lands, and even knowledgeable about the Di Rong's 'Shadow Hawk' spies. Your arrival is timely; you must have heard about the current situation in the north on your journey. I, the commander, am in need of capable men. Since you are familiar with the 'Shadow Hawks,' what are your thoughts on them? What role did they play in this Di Rong invasion?"

Lin Feng stood up, thought for a moment, and said loudly, "Reporting to the Commander, this humble general believes that 'Shadow Hawk' played at least three roles in this Di Rong invasion."

"Firstly, the intelligence provider. The timing of the deployment and shift change at Flying Eagle Pass was leaked, leading to the loss of the pass. This was the work of an inside traitor, who is very likely related to 'Shadow Hawk'."

"Secondly, those who provided material assistance. Some of the weapons stolen from Black Wind Valley have fallen into the hands of the Di Rong, strengthening the enemy's fighting power. This was also the work of 'Shadow Hawk' in collusion with the traitor."

"Thirdly, those who disrupt the rear. The fact that the Di Rong cavalry can so accurately harass the supply lines and contain reinforcements shows that they have a thorough understanding of the area around Shuofeng. They must have an insider familiar with the local terrain and the people's conditions to guide them. This is also the ability of 'Shadow Hawk' and his followers."

He paused, and seeing that Zhao Polu and the other generals were listening intently, he continued, "Therefore, I believe that to lift the siege of Shuofeng, we must repel the enemy from the outside and eliminate the traitors from within. Eliminating the traitors and eradicating the lurking cancer of 'Shadow Hawks' may be the key at present. If the traitors are not eliminated, our army's movements and strengths will be entirely in the enemy's hands, making it difficult to defend the city and even more dangerous to go into battle."

His words were clear, logical, and to the point. Some of the generals in the hall nodded, while others pondered.

A hint of appreciation flashed in Zhao Polu's eyes, but his expression remained grave: "What you say is correct. However, the traitor is deeply hidden; how can we find him? The 'Shadow Hawk' organization is tightly controlled; how can we eliminate him?"

"I am new here and dare not speak presumptuously. However, I am willing to lead an army, either as a scout or as a special operative, to investigate the enemy's situation and search for clues about traitors. I have served in the border army and have some knowledge of the languages ​​and customs of the Di and Rong peoples, so I may be able to make a difference." Lin Feng volunteered.

He needed opportunities, power, and even more freedom of action to investigate Black Wind Valley, to find Ye Qingli and the others, and to secretly investigate Prince Jing and the "Shadow Hawk."

Zhao Polu pondered for a moment.

Lin Feng was personally appointed by the emperor and recommended by Feng Zhen. His abilities seem quite good, and his initiative to volunteer for the battle is commendable. Now is a time when we need capable people, especially such a capable general who is familiar with the enemy situation and has both courage and insight.

"Good!" Zhao Polu slammed his hand on the table. "Lin Feng, listen to my command!"

"Your subordinate is here!"

"I hereby appoint you as the Wandering Commandant, temporarily leading a troop of elite scouts, and concurrently responsible for suppressing traitors. You are granted the authority to act as you see fit, to investigate the movements of the Di and Rong tribes within a hundred-mile radius of Shuofeng City, search for spies and clues about the 'Shadow Hawks,' and, if necessary, harass enemy troops to gather intelligence. Report all needs to the quartermaster for priority allocation. However, remember, you must not abandon your post, nor engage in reckless battles. Report any significant discoveries immediately!"

"Your subordinate obeys!" Lin Feng clasped his hands in acceptance, his heart reassured. Although the position of Wandering Captain was only temporary, it granted him the authority to command scouts and act expediently, which suited him perfectly.

"With this order from the commander, you shall go to the army and select fifty elite scouts. They must all be familiar with the local area and be alert and courageous in battle. Three days later, I will see your first enemy situation report." Zhao Polu wrote the order and handed it to Lin Feng.

"Your subordinate obeys!" Lin Feng accepted the order, saluted again, and left the council hall.

Stepping out of the governor's mansion, the biting wind of Shuofeng City swept over him, carrying the desolate atmosphere unique to the frontier. Lin Feng clenched his fists, gazing in the direction where the Di Rong cavalry were patrolling outside the city, a sharp glint in his eyes.

North, here I come.

Di Rong, "Shadow Hawk," the traitor, and Prince Jing, hidden behind layers of fog... No matter who you are, no matter what your schemes are, I, Lin Feng, will definitely find you out!

Ye Qingli, Chen tide, wait for me! I will definitely find you!

He mounted his horse and galloped towards the military camp in the west of the city.

A poignant story that transcends national and personal vendettas, interwoven with intrigue and genuine affection, is about to unfold amidst the flames of war and the biting winds of the North.