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

"Yes, garrison commander, it's too much of a coincidence that she suddenly revealed her identity, especially after Feng An identified her!" Han Tao added.

Lin Feng waved his hand, signaling them to calm down.

He walked up to Xie Wanqing, handed the token back to her, his gaze sharp, and said in a deep voice, "I will believe your story for now. But there are still doubts about today's events. Until the truth is revealed, you are not allowed to leave this courtyard, and you must be accompanied by someone. Can you accept this?"

Xie Wanqing accepted the token and said frankly, "Wanqing is willing to follow the military officer's arrangements to prove her innocence. She only hopes that the military officer can find out Feng Kun's conspiracy as soon as possible and keep Iron Wall City safe. As for my identity and purpose, Wanqing will tell the military officer everything after this matter is over, without any concealment."

"Alright." Lin Feng nodded and said to Han Tao, "Arrange for two people to escort Miss Xie back to her room in the west wing. No one is allowed to approach her without my order, nor is she allowed to leave. Her food and sustenance will continue as before, but they must be carefully checked."

He then looked at the dying Feng An on the bed and the Di Rong prisoner with venomous eyes: "These two, separate them and assign more guards to watch them closely. Have the military doctors do their best to save their lives. Especially Feng An, he must vomit what he didn't finish saying!"

"Yes!" The crowd accepted the order.

Xie Wanqing gave Lin Feng a deep look, then turned and left with the guards. Her back was still straight, but she seemed to carry a hint of loneliness.

Lin Feng watched her disappear outside the door, then looked at the two prisoners on the bed, his brows furrowed.

"Order the entire city to strengthen its defenses. Without my written order, no one may enter or leave through any of the four gates. Also, send out some capable scouts to investigate the direction of Laoguagou to see if the Di Rong brigade is still nearby and what their movements are," Lin Feng ordered in a deep voice.

Lin Feng sat back down at his desk, sorting through the clues in his mind:

It's highly likely that Xie Wanqing is the daughter of a former subordinate of Prince Jing, but the timing of her appearance and the events she's involved in are too suspicious. If Xie Wanqing is indeed Feng Kun's inside man, then her previous offering of the map and warnings were extremely clever disguises. If she isn't, then Feng Kun's inside man in Iron Wall City, besides the already eliminated Listening Wind Guard, is someone else, and possibly someone even more deeply hidden.

"Defend!" Han Tao's voice rang out from outside the door, urgent.

"Enter."

Han Tao pushed open the door and entered, his expression grave:

"The scouts sent to the direction of Laoguagou reported that the Di Rong's main force has retreated, but fresh, large-scale hoofprints were found along the way, heading northeast towards the main camp of the Black Wolf tribe. In addition, near 'Vulture Ridge,' fifty miles north of Ironwall City, a small group of Di Rong scouts were spotted. Judging from their movements, they seem to be... mapping the terrain or looking for suitable locations for a large force to hide and encamp."

Vulture Ridge? Its terrain is rugged and crisscrossed with ravines, making it easy to defend and difficult to attack, and also convenient for concealing troops. It's no coincidence that the Di Rong people were active there.

"It seems they are preparing for their next attack."

Lin Feng walked to the map hanging on the wall and pointed to the location of Vulture Ridge. "It's not far from Ironwall City. Cavalry can reach it in half a day at a rapid pace. If we could hide a surprise force here..."

"Should we send troops forward to disperse or monitor the Di Rong cavalry at Bald Vulture Ridge?" Han Tao asked.

"No." Lin Feng shook his head.

"The enemy is in the dark while we are in the light. If we advance rashly, we will easily fall into an ambush. Order that from today onwards, the number of patrol cavalry will be doubled, but their activities will be limited to within 30 li outside the city. At night, double the number of sentries will be deployed."

"Yes!" Han Tao accepted the order, then asked, "Commander, what should we do with Miss Xie? Her identity is special, and she is involved with Prince Jing and Feng Kun. Keeping her in the manor could be a hidden danger."

Lin Feng pondered for a moment: "Continue to guard them in the west courtyard, but no one is allowed to approach, including the servants who deliver meals. They should all be handled by trusted personal guards appointed by you. Have Shen Qingyi inspect the food and medicine before they are delivered. In addition, starting today, the inner courtyard of the mansion also needs to be more heavily guarded, especially around Yun Li and Wan Yue. There should be people both openly and secretly around them."

Han Tao's expression hardened: "The garrison commander is worried..."

"Better safe than sorry," Lin Feng interrupted him. "Xie Wanqing's identity is still unknown, Feng Kun's inside man is not yet finished, and the Di Rong army is pressing in. Iron Wall City is already beset by internal and external troubles. We must prepare for the worst."

"Understood! I'll arrange it right away!"

As darkness fell, another snowstorm seemed to be brewing.

Inside the garrison headquarters, lights began to illuminate the courtyard one by one. On the window paper of the west wing room, Xie Wanqing's figure was reflected, sitting alone for a long time without moving. In the inner courtyard, Yun Li, Su Wanyue, and Shen Qingyi sat around a lamp, doing needlework, but all seemed somewhat distracted. Bai Xiaohe silently pounded medicinal herbs, occasionally glancing up at the deep night outside the window.

Outside the city, the cold wind howled, whipping up the snow, sweeping across the wilderness, and lashing against the thick, cold walls of Iron Wall City, making a whistling sound.

Meanwhile, at the Black Wolf tribe's winter camp, a hundred miles away from Ironwall City, a charcoal fire blazed brightly inside the largest cowhide tent.

A burly Di-Rong man, dressed in a magnificent fur robe, with a dark face and sinister eyes, was listening to a report from a man in black kneeling below. Upon hearing it, he suddenly smashed the silver wine cup in his hand on the ground, splashing wine everywhere.

"Useless! Couldn't even save one person, and lost Feng An and Batu in the process!"

He roared angrily, his voice like the grinding of sand, "That Yan garrison commander Lin Feng does have some skill."

"Great Khan, please calm your anger." Another elderly Han Chinese man dressed as a scholar with a goatee spoke up in the tent. He was Feng Kun's trusted advisor, surnamed Jia.

"Lin Feng is indeed not someone to be trifled with. However, although Feng An has been lost, our pawns in Ironwall City may not be limited to those that are on the surface. The appearance of Xie Jingran's daughter may... be an unexpected opportunity."

"Oh?" The Di Rong giant—Asuda, the Khan of the Black Wolf Tribe—looked at Mr. Jia.

"Xie Jingran is a confidant of Prince Jing. His daughter's journey north must be related to Prince Jing. Although Prince Jing has gone into seclusion, his influence remains, and his former subordinates still have some impact on the Yan Dynasty army. If we can control this woman, we may be able to use her to restrain Lin Feng, or even... open the Iron Wall City Gate at a critical moment."

Mr. Jia stroked his beard, a calculating glint in his eyes.

"How do we control her? That woman is currently in Lin Feng's hands." Asuda frowned.

"Lin Feng must be skeptical of her. We just need to... let the 'evidence' speak for itself, confirm her identity as an 'insider,' and force Lin Feng to deal with her. At that time, we might be able to rescue her, or... let her 'commit suicide out of guilt,' leaving behind clues that are detrimental to Lin Feng. In short, we cannot let her be used by Lin Feng."

Mr. Jia smiled sinisterly, "This matter can be handled by 'Hidden Wolf'."

"Hidden Wolves" is an elite team of assassins and spies raised by the Black Wolf tribe, specializing in assassination, infiltration, and sabotage.

"Alright! As you say, sir!" A fierce glint flashed in Asuda's eyes.

"Tell Hidden Wolf that this matter must be accomplished! Also, order all units to speed up their assembly; five days from now, we will march on Vulture Ridge! This time, I will personally twist off Lin Feng's head and use his skull as my wine bowl!"

"yes!"