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

The rooftop remained silent for a moment.

Then, a hoarse, indistinct male or female voice floated down, laced with sarcasm: "General Lin is indeed impressive, getting here so quickly. But do you think you can turn the world upside down just because you have a few pieces of paper?"

"I wouldn't dare say it would turn the world upside down."

Lin Feng slowly moved out from behind the pillar and stood where the moonlight could reach, holding the oilcloth bag in his hand.

"But that's enough to overturn your old haunts in the north wind. The Dark Fragrance Pavilion is burned down, the Ciyun Nunnery is empty, the Huichun Hall, the blacksmith shop, the mule and horse market—all raided. Third Master Gu has fled, and Miss Yunshang… she's probably in dire straits herself. What do you have left?"

A cold snort came from the rooftop: "Sharp tongue. General Lin, you think you've won already? The real show has only just begun."

Before the words were even finished, more than a dozen dark figures suddenly emerged silently from the shadows around the stage!

They were all dressed in black and masked, holding short knives, and their movements were as swift as ghosts. In an instant, they surrounded the stage!

On the rooftop, five or six people stood up, holding powerful crossbows, blocking off the airspace above.

We're surrounded!

"General!" Lei Bao and the two scouts stood back to back, their expressions solemn.

The opposing team had a numerical advantage and also had the advantage of terrain.

Lin Feng glanced at the men in black who had surrounded him, then at the crossbowmen on the roof, but his face showed no panic.

"Is that all the people you have? Your master is underestimating me, Lin Feng."

The hoarse voice sneered, "That's enough to deal with you. General Lin, hand over the goods, and I'll leave you with a whole corpse. Otherwise, this dilapidated stage will be your burial ground tonight!"

"The stuff is right here," Lin Feng said, shaking the oilcloth bag in his hand.

"If you're so capable, come and take it yourself."

"You're courting death!" a hoarse voice roared. "Kill!"

The men in black around them immediately moved, like a pack of wolves hunting their prey, rushing towards the center of the stage from different directions!

The crossbowmen on the roof pulled the triggers again, and arrows rained down, suppressing Lin Feng and the others' space to dodge!

"Form ranks! Move onto the pillars!"

Lin Feng roared and charged forward instead of retreating, heading straight for the three men in black who were rushing towards him! A flash of light appeared in his hand, and he slashed out like a bolt of lightning!

The man in black at the front raised his knife to block, but with a loud clang, he was forced back two steps by the impact.

Lin Feng continued his sword strikes, dodging a stab coming from the side, and then slashed at the other man's wrist with a backhand!

Lei Bao was even more ferocious, wielding his double sticks with incredible speed and force, managing to withstand the attack of four or five men. Every blow landed squarely, breaking the bones and tendons of the men in black.

The two scouts also leaned against the pillars, using their bows and arrows to precisely target the exposed vital points of the man in black.

However, the enemy outnumbered them and were all fearless warriors, launching a relentless offensive.

Soon, a scout was struck in the shoulder by an arrow, his movements faltered, and he was immediately entangled by two men in black, putting him in grave danger.

Lei Bao was forced to retreat repeatedly.

Lin Feng was agile and his swordsmanship was ruthless and precise. Although he was surrounded by many people, he was able to advance and retreat with ease and did not fall behind for a time.

But he knew that if they continued like this, the four of them would eventually be worn down and die.

We must break this deadlock!

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of a half-collapsed, broken wall beside the stage. Behind the wall, there seemed to be an outline, like a well. Generally speaking, wells that haven't been lived in for a long time are usually dried up...

A thought flashed through my mind.

"Retreat towards the well behind the broken wall!"

Lin Feng shouted sharply, while simultaneously feinting with his sword to force the enemy in front of him back.

Suddenly, he pulled a tinderbox from his pocket, lit it, and threw it hard at the piles of dry, rotten mats and thatch on top of the stage!

"Boom!"

A flame ignited! Though small, it was strikingly visible in the darkness!

More importantly, thick smoke billowed up!

"He's signaling! Quick! Kill them!" came the hoarse voice from the rooftop, filled with rage.

In the brief chaos, Lin Feng had already reunited with Lei Bao, protecting the injured scout as they fought their way back towards the ancient well behind the broken wall.

The other scout also risked his life to shoot down a pursuer and caught up.

The man in black pursued relentlessly. He was about to be forced to the edge of the well, with nowhere left to retreat.

Just then—

"Waaaaah—waaaah—"

A desolate and urgent horn sound suddenly rang out from all around the dilapidated temple!

Immediately following were heavy, rapid footsteps and the clanging of armor plates! A flame instantly ignited, illuminating half the sky!

"The border troops are here! Those who surrender will not be killed!"

Han Tao's hoarse yet authoritative voice pierced through the night!

Suddenly, hundreds of fully armed Shuofeng soldiers emerged from behind the low walls and broken ramparts surrounding the dilapidated temple!

Bows and crossbows were pointed at the door, and spears were like a forest, completely surrounding the Dragon King Temple!

Han Tao stood at the front of the group, his face as cold and hard as iron in the torchlight.

The men in black were thrown into chaos! They hadn't expected the enemy to have an ambush, and with so many regular soldiers at that!

"Withdraw!" came a hoarse, furious scream from the rooftop.

But it was too late.

The well-trained soldiers of the Shuofeng Army swiftly tightened the encirclement. Arrows rained down like locusts, striking the crossbowmen on the rooftops and the black-clad men attempting to break through. Screams of agony rang out one after another.

With the pressure eased, Lin Feng immediately said to Lei Bao, "Capture him alive! Especially the one talking on the roof!"

Lei Bao grinned maliciously and led several burly soldiers to rush towards the stage. They smashed aside the black-clad men blocking their way and climbed up the broken wooden pillars.

The crossbowmen on the roof tried to resist, but were suppressed by arrows shot from below.

Lei Bao leaped onto the roof like an ape and immediately spotted the man in black who was trying to slip down from the other side. Judging from his figure, he was the one who had spoken.

"Where do you think you're going!" Lei Bao roared, his short stick flying out of his hand and hitting the black-clad man in the back of the knee!

The man in black screamed and tumbled off the roof, crashing heavily onto the stage, where he was held down by soldiers rushing up from below.

The battle ended quickly.

Most of the men in black were dead, and the remaining seven or eight were all subdued. The crossbowmen on the roof were also eliminated.

Lin Feng walked onto the stage and ripped off the black cloth covering the leader of the men in black.

He revealed the face of an ordinary, even somewhat dull, middle-aged man, but his eyes were now filled with resentment and fear.

"You're not Third Master Gu." Lin Feng stared at him. "Who are you?"

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and remained silent.

"Take him back to the main camp and question him slowly."

Lin Feng flexed his wrists, then looked at the oilcloth bag in his hand, then at the captured prisoners, and the mess on the ground.

"The Dragon King Temple was a trap, but also bait. They deliberately left something here to lure us in, hoping to eliminate us all at once. Unfortunately, their plan backfired."

He looked up at the dark night sky to the west.

Wild Fox Ridge... Yunshang, Third Master Gu, are you really there? Or is everything that happened here still part of your plan?

"Clean up the battlefield and bring all the survivors and found items back to the main camp."

Lin Feng gave the order, his voice clear and powerful.

"Interrogate them tonight. I need to know what they're looking for in Shuofeng City, where that 'old place in the west' is, and... where is that 'master' who left the signature hiding!"

"yes!"

The torchlight illuminated the dilapidated Dragon King Temple as if it were daytime.