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

Lin Feng quickly weighed the options in his mind. Xie Wanqing was right; killing her now would not help defend the city, but would only increase internal strife. But keeping her alive would always be a hidden danger.

"Okay," Lin Feng finally said.

"I will trust you for now. But from this moment on, you are not allowed to leave this room. If you make any unusual moves, you will be killed without exception."

"Wanqing obeys." Xie Wanqing curtsied, retreated to the bedside and sat down, picked up the Book of Poetry again, and no longer looked at the others, as if the fierce debate just now had never happened.

Lin Feng gave her a deep look, then turned and left with his men.

"Commander, are you really keeping her?" Han Tao asked in a low voice as they left the west courtyard.

"If you doubt someone, don't use them; if you use someone, don't doubt them. But right now, we have no choice," Lin Feng said in a deep voice.

"However, the East Gate must be heavily guarded at midnight tomorrow. You go to the East Gate personally to relieve Lei Bao and have him lead the reserve team to be on standby. Tell Lei Bao to keep a close eye on things tonight, and if there's any disturbance, act first and report later!"

"yes!"

The second midnight hour was drawing ever closer.

"Deputy Commander Han!" A sharp-eyed sentry on the east gate tower suddenly exclaimed, pointing to a spot in the darkness outside the city, "There's a light! A moving light!"

Han Tao strode forward and stared intently in the direction he was pointing.

About two miles outside the city, at the edge of a grove of withered trees, several faint lights could be seen moving about, flickering on and off, as if someone was carrying a lantern and moving quickly, but the distance was too far to see clearly.

"Is he a Di Rong brat?" a squad leader next to him asked in a low voice.

"It doesn't look like a large force." Han Tao frowned. "There aren't many people; it's more like... they're sending a signal?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the flames suddenly went out at the same time, disappearing without a trace, as if they had never existed.

Almost simultaneously, from the shadows of a pile of miscellaneous items near the foot of the city wall inside the East Gate, came an extremely faint sound of a clay pot being kicked over and breaking!

"Who goes there?!" a nearby soldier on duty shouted sternly, raising his spear at the same time.

There was no response from the shadows, only the sound of the wind.

Han Tao's heart skipped a beat, and he whispered to his personal guards, "Take a team down and check! Be careful!"

Ten soldiers immediately rushed down the ramparts, swords and spears in hand, torches illuminating the way. Soon, several short gasps and the sound of weapons being drawn echoed from below!

"There's a spy! In the place where the oil jars are stored!" someone shouted from below.

Oil! Han Tao's expression changed drastically. If the oil were ignited, the consequences would be unimaginable!

"Stop them! Signal the Thunder Leopard reserve team to come up!"

"Whoosh—bang!" A red warning arrow whistled as it shot into the night sky, exploding into a bright red flash.

Inside the hidden cave, Lei Bao suddenly stood up and roared, "Brothers, follow me!"

Fifty reserve soldiers, like tigers released from their cages, rushed out of the hidden troop cave and pounced along the horse path towards the area of ​​debris piled up inside the east gate.

At this moment, the sounds of clashing weapons and roars could be heard from below. Seven or eight figures dressed in black night clothes and with their faces covered were fighting with the Yan soldiers who had gone down to investigate.

These men were agile and ruthless, clearly not ordinary petty thieves. They seemed to be heading towards the wooden shelves where the oil jars were piled up.

"Fire the arrows!" Han Tao shouted from the city wall.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!" Several archers on the city wall immediately fired arrows at the men in black. The men in black dodged, and their attack slowed down slightly.

But two of them, fearless of death, bravely threw the lit tinder in their hands at the oil jars, even as they faced the arrows!

"Stop him!" Lei Bao arrived just then, roaring as his iron hammer flew from his hand like a meteor, striking a tinderbox flying towards the oil jar, deflecting it and extinguishing it in the snow.

Another tinderbox was struck by the back of a knife by a man in black, changing its direction and falling onto a pile of dry hay next to it!

"Boom!" The hay was instantly ignited, and flames shot up!

"Fire!" Lei Bao's eyes widened in fury as he lunged at the haystack, frantically beating it with his cloak.

The other soldiers also stepped forward, some throwing snow at the wounds, others hitting them with their clothes.

Taking advantage of the chaos, the men in black let out a shout and scattered, disappearing into the darkness in different directions within the city.

"Chase them! Don't let them get away!" Lei Bao shouted as he fought the fire.

However, just as chaos erupted inside the East Gate, with firefighting and pursuit of the enemy drawing attention—

"BOOM!!!"

A deep, thunderous roar suddenly came from outside the east gate! The entire city wall seemed to tremble slightly!

Immediately following was the sound of countless arrows piercing the air, raining down on the city walls and ramparts of the East Gate!

"Boom boom boom boom!" Arrows rained down, striking the crenellations, parapets, and gate towers, sparks flying everywhere! Several rockets, trailing black smoke, embedded themselves in the wooden eaves and doors of the city gate tower, instantly bursting into flames!

Enemy attack! A real, premeditated, and fierce assault! The spies and fires inside the city were merely a diversionary tactic!

"Enemy attack! Enter the city! Defend!"

Han Tao roared and drew his sword to deflect an arrow aimed at his face. The soldiers on the city wall ducked low, raised their shields, or retaliated with bows and crossbows.

By the light of the rockets fired by the enemy, it could be seen that about a mile outside the east gate, a dark mass of Di and Rong cavalry had surged out of the darkness like a tide, numbering no less than five hundred!

Instead of charging immediately, they ran around the city wall, continuously hurling arrows at the top of the wall to suppress the defenders.

Further away, more dark figures were moving, with flickering firelight, and it was unknown how many more people were following.

"Balls! Logs! Prepare oil!" Han Tao commanded the counterattack while anxiously looking into the city.

The fire had been mostly extinguished, but Lei Bao led his men to chase after the spies, leaving the defenses inside the East Gate vulnerable.

"Commander! The East Gate is under attack!" A guard rushed to the garrison headquarters to report.

Lin Feng had already heard the loud noises and shouts of battle, his expression grim:

"Understood. Order Yan Qing to immediately take men to control the main roads within the city, search for any escaped spies, and prevent them from causing trouble again or attacking other city gates. Tell Han Tao to hold the city walls firmly, prevent enemy cavalry from approaching within a hundred paces of the walls, and not to use oil or stones to conserve resources. I will be there immediately."

"yes!"

Lin Feng then addressed the captain of the personal guards stationed at the inner hall entrance: "Keep a close watch on the residence. No one is allowed to enter or leave without my orders. Anyone who tries to force their way in will be killed without exception!"

"Yes, sir!"

Lin Feng glanced one last time at the inner hall, where the curtains hung low and all was silent. He took a deep breath, gripped the hilt of his sword, and strode off toward the deafening roar of battle from the east gate.

As he passed the west courtyard, he didn't stop, but sternly ordered the guards at the gate, "Keep an eye on what's inside. If anyone tries to rush out, or anyone tries to approach from outside, shoot them all!"

"yes!"

On the eastern gate, the battle had reached a fever pitch. The relentless rain of arrows from the Di Rong cavalry made it difficult for the defenders to raise their heads.

Several Yan soldiers had already been wounded or killed by arrows. Han Tao was also hit in the arm by an arrow, but he gritted his teeth, broke the arrow shaft, and continued to command.

"Oil! Burn those that are close by!" He saw about a dozen Di Rong soldiers risking their lives to rush close to the city wall and try to climb it with ropes and grappling hooks, so he immediately gave the order.