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

At dawn the next day, the west gate of Shuofeng City quietly opened a crack.

Lin Feng led a hundred cavalrymen like arrows released from a bow, disappearing into the dissipating morning mist.

Both the rider and the horse were skilled, carrying gags in their mouths and keeping their hooves covered, moving silently.

With Lao Dao leading the way, Wang Wu bringing up the rear, and Lin Feng providing support from the center, the hundred men moved with perfect coordination, swiftly and cautiously rushing towards the southwest Black Wind Valley.

They moved stealthily, avoiding the strong and attacking the weak, choosing only secluded paths in the mountains and forests.

Near Heifengyu, the mountains are steep and the forests are deep and slippery with moss.

Lin Feng divided his troops into several teams, which supported each other from the front and rear, providing alternating cover. He personally led Lao Dao and twenty elite soldiers as the vanguard, scaling cliffs and walls to carefully survey the area.

On the first day, they encountered several groups of Di Rong cavalry. Although the number of them was small, Lin Feng was still in awe after engaging them in battle.

These Di Rong riders were exceptionally fierce, coordinated perfectly, and used cunning tactics. They would make a quick break and then leave, never engaging in prolonged combat, clearly demonstrating that they were elite scouts.

Old Dao cleaved a Di Rong scout in two and found a bone token in his arms. It was no ordinary token, which further confirmed Lin Feng's judgment—this was no ordinary scout, but probably an elite force directly under the Di Rong royal court, or perhaps the vanguard of a surprise attack.

The following afternoon, they approached a secluded high cliff on the outskirts of Black Wind Valley.

Lin Feng ordered the team to rest in a concealed place. He brought his old knife and two experienced scouts who were best at climbing and reconnaissance. They changed into gray-brown linen clothes, smeared them with gray soil and grass juice, and used the rocks and bushes for cover. They crawled up and quietly approached the valley entrance.

Looking down from above, Heifengyu is exceptionally precipitous. The two walls are as if cut by a knife, with only a narrow passage in the middle, no more than ten feet wide at its widest point, with jagged rocks and undulating terrain.

However, Lin Feng's eyes, sharp as a hawk's, swept past the sentry post and pointed directly at a dense pine forest near the right-hand cliff inside the valley.

The woods were unusually quiet. Even though the afternoon light was still bright, almost no birdsong could be heard. And deep within the woods, there seemed to be extremely subtle reflections, flashing by in an instant, definitely not natural light.

"There's an ambush." ​​Lin Feng's heart sank.

He gestured to Old Knife and another scout to keep an eye on the left, while he himself focused intently on observing the pine forest.

Gradually, clues began to emerge: the shapes of several bushes were deliberate, not natural; the shadows behind several boulders were too dark, as if they concealed human traces; and even, in the densest part of the branches and leaves, he vaguely glimpsed the distinctive curved outline and fur trim of the leather helmets of the Di Rong cavalry!

They are numerous, deeply hidden, and their ambitions are far from small! They are hiding here, seemingly waiting for an opportunity to quickly break in and strike at the weak southwest of Shuofeng City!

Lin Feng's inner shirt was instantly soaked with cold sweat.

It can be almost certainly concluded that this is the vanguard of the Di Rong's surprise attack! And the "Shadow Hawk" inside the city must be an inside agent cooperating with this surprise attack! When the time comes, with the inside and outside working together, the north wind will be in grave danger!

The message must be sent back immediately! If we can capture a survivor and extract details from him, it will be even more valuable!

Just as he was about to signal to retreat, he caught a glimpse of three small figures on the winding mountain path below.

Judging from their attire, they appeared to be woodcutters or herb gatherers from the mountains, carrying bamboo baskets and meandering along the mountain path towards the valley entrance. Their route would undoubtedly lead them past the edge of that dead pine forest!

Lin Feng's pupils constricted sharply. Three innocent civilians were completely unaware of the murderous intent lurking just inches away! If they got any closer, they would surely be silenced by the Di Rong ambush!

If we try to rescue them, we risk alerting them, putting ourselves in danger, and jeopardizing important military matters.

If we don't save them, their three lives will be in imminent danger!

In a flash, Lin Feng gritted his teeth and said urgently, "Everyone, take cover at the bottom of the cliff and wait for orders! Send someone to report the intelligence that the Di Rong are planning to ambush us to the commander-in-chief immediately! Remember, it must be immediately! There must be no mistakes! Leave a few men behind to support me."

"I'm going to rescue people, and while I'm at it, I'll see if I can catch anyone alive! I'm carrying out military orders!" Lin Feng's gaze was sharp and left no room for argument.

He took a deep breath of the icy mountain air, suppressing the pounding in his heart. His gaze, like that of an eagle locking onto its prey, was fixed on the three woodcutters walking aimlessly below, and on the pine forest teeming with danger.

He didn't rush down rashly, as that would be tantamount to self-destruction.

Like a nimble ape, he crept inch by inch downwards, using the shadows of the rocks and ravines as his mind raced: the woodcutter's pace, the distance to the pine forest, the best position for Di Rong to ambush him, and the opportune moment for his own attack...

Three woodcutters, carrying heavy bundles of firewood, walked with faltering steps, their laughter faintly audible. They drew closer and closer, less than a hundred paces from the edge of the pine forest.

Within the pine forest, a chilling aura of danger seemed to freeze silently.

Lin Feng lay in ambush behind a protruding rock, silently cocking his crossbow, the poisoned three-edged arrowheads gleaming with a cold, eerie blue light in the shadows.

This is the moment!

Just as the three woodcutters were about to step into the shaded area, he twitched his fingers and pulled the trigger of his crossbow.

"call out--!"

A faint whooshing sound pierced the air, almost drowned out by the wind.

The poisoned crossbow bolt transformed into a black line almost invisible to the naked eye, striking with unparalleled precision into a seemingly ordinary bush in the forest.

"puff!"

"Ugh—!"

A short, muffled thud and a suppressed scream rang out almost simultaneously! The bushes shook violently, and a Di Rong soldier dressed in gray-brown camouflage and with his face painted with greasepaint rolled out of his hiding place, his hands tightly clutching his throat. A short crossbow bolt was embedded between his fingers, the shaft completely buried! He gurgled in his throat, his eyes wide open, filled with horror and resentment. He twitched twice and then lay still.

This sudden change shattered the deathly silence of the pine forest!

The three woodcutters were startled by the screams and stopped in horror, looking blankly toward the source of the sound, not yet understanding what had happened.

"Enemy attack!"

"Ambush! Kill!"

Almost at the same instant Lin Feng's crossbow bolt left the bowstring, several fierce shouts in the Di Rong language suddenly rang out from deep within the pine forest!

The elite Di Rong troops who were lying in ambush reacted extremely quickly. Although their comrade was sniped and their whereabouts were exposed, they did not panic. Instead, they quickly made a judgment: the ambush had been exposed, so they had to kill the witness and find the enemy hiding in the shadows!

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Several sharp arrows shot towards the three terrified woodcutters from different angles! The arrows pierced the air with a piercing whistle!

At the critical moment, Lin Feng moved! Like a cheetah that had been poised for a long time, he suddenly leaped out from behind the rock where he was hiding, increasing his speed to the maximum, while shouting, "Get down! Hide behind the rock!"

The roar was like thunder.

Although the three woodcutters were terrified, their instincts kicked in at the critical moment of life and death. Upon hearing the sound, they scrambled and crawled behind a protruding boulder by the roadside, narrowly avoiding several deadly arrows. However, one of them was still hit in the calf by an arrow, screamed in pain, and fell to the ground.

"Whoosh!" Another arrow flew straight at the wounded woodcutter's face!

Lin Feng was still in mid-air, his waist knife already drawn. With a flash of gleaming light, he deflected the incoming arrow with a crisp clang! He landed without pausing, rolled over, and was already beside the wounded woodcutter. With a swift movement of his left hand, he dragged the woodcutter behind a boulder.

"Stay put!" Lin Feng shouted in a low voice, his gaze already sweeping towards the direction from which the arrow had come.

At the edge of the pine forest, seven or eight Di Rong ambush soldiers appeared. They were all wearing light leather armor, their faces painted, their eyes fierce, and they were holding bows and arrows or scimitars. They were quickly flanking this area. Their movements were swift and their coordination was excellent. They were indeed elite soldiers!