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

Inside Iron Wall City, Lin Feng received Yan Qing's first detailed report.

At the western pass of the Black Wolf tribe, several small teams carrying items such as Luoyang shovels, pickaxes, ropes, and pulleys were discovered moving towards Wolf Howl Peak via a hidden path.

Meanwhile, a once ordinary valley on the southern slope of Wolf Howl Peak has recently been designated a restricted area. People resembling Di Rong shaman apprentices patrol the perimeter, prohibiting any herders from approaching. However, at night, faint, rhythmic knocking sounds can occasionally be heard from underground.

Lin Feng immediately deduced that Feng Kun and High Priest Ulun were carrying out some kind of project underground at Wolf Howl Peak that required a large number of people and special tools, which was very likely to be burying gunpowder and destroying the earth vein nodes!

Time is of the essence!

Lin Feng immediately took out the half of the Heluo jade, spread out paper and pen, and quickly wrote down Yan Qing's discovery and his own analysis using coded language.

After finishing writing, he summoned a trusted confidant, Ye Bushou, and handed him the secret letter and the Heluo jade, whispering, "Go to Tingtao Pavilion immediately and place it under the third tile under the eaves of the east window, as previously instructed. Add a red pebble."

"yes!"

The night sergeant received the order and quietly departed.

Meanwhile, beneath the valley at the southern foot of Wolf Howl Peak, a forbidden area, lay a completely different scene. In the underground caverns, the sounds of hammering, shouts, and the rushing of dark water mingled with the smell of sulfur and dust, creating an eerie and dangerous atmosphere.

Feng Kun and High Priest Ulun stood on a high platform, looking down at everything.

"High Priest, in your opinion, how much longer?" Feng Kun asked in a low voice.

High Priest Ulun closed his eyes and sensed for a moment, then opened them, a flash of green light in them: "The earth's energy is gathering. Nine days later, on the night of the new moon, the yin energy will be at its peak, and the earth's restlessness will reach its zenith. At that time, igniting the 'earth fire' and setting off the gunpowder will surely cause mountains to roar and valleys to tremble! The wrath of the Eternal Heaven will descend upon the world with the power of the sacred mountain!"

A satisfied smile appeared on Feng Kun's face.

Nine days remain until the night of the new moon. A man-made "natural disaster" is quietly entering its final countdown beneath the sacred mountain of the grassland.

The study of the Iron Wall City garrison commander's office.

Lin Feng raised his head and looked at the person who had silently appeared in the shadows in the corner of the study—still wearing that gray-brown cloak with the hood hanging down, it was none other than "Old Stone" whom he had seen by the Ghost Cry Forest three days ago.

"Senior Shi." Lin Feng stood up.

"Three people infiltrated the supply transport team two days ago," Old Shi said. "According to their observations, the project is nearing completion, and a large amount of gunpowder is undergoing final sealing and securing. The High Priest of Ulun holds a secret ritual daily at the 'Earth Qi Vent' to accumulate Yin Qi. The detonation is expected to take place on a night with extremely heavy Yin Qi, most likely the night of the new moon."

"How do you require our cooperation, senior?" Lin Feng asked directly.

"I need Commander Lin to launch a large-scale and realistic attack at Wild Horse Beach, 50 miles northeast of Wolf Howling Peak, four days from now."

"A feint attack turning into a main attack? To draw in the main force of the Black Wolf Guards on the perimeter?" Lin Feng immediately understood.

"Good. The scale doesn't need to be too large, but the offensive must be fierce and ruthless, showing a determination to break through at all costs. This will force Asuda to withdraw some guards from the forbidden area of ​​the Holy Mountain. At that time, the core guards of the forbidden area will inevitably be temporarily weakened and in disarray."

A glint of light flashed in Elder Shi's eyes. "That is the best time for us to infiltrate and sabotage the node. I will personally lead the operation."

"Wild Horse Beach is currently garrisoned by the White Deer Tribe, whose leader is the White Deer Khan's cousin, named Harbala. He is brave but lacks strategy and harbors resentment towards the Black Wolf Tribe's recent strong exploitation of the White Deer Tribe. If Harbala dies, the White Deer Tribe will surely descend into chaos, and the conflict between the Black Wolf Tribe and the White Deer Tribe will intensify. Asuda will have to send troops to suppress it no matter what. Batel's main force of the Black Wolf Guard will inevitably be tied down. The time is ripe."

"Senior Shi, is this arrangement acceptable?" Lin Feng asked Elder Shi.

Old Master Shi nodded slightly: "Guard Lin's use of troops is decisive and swift."

"Someone come here!"

"exist!"

"Immediately send messengers to Han Tao and Lei Bao's units as quickly as possible to inform them of the strategic adjustments. Order Deputy General Zhou Ming to move thirty li forward from the Eagle Beak Rock camp four days later, plant many flags, and widely deploy decoy troops to make Asuda believe that our main force is about to launch a major northward advance!"

"yes!"

Four days passed in tense and oppressive anticipation.

Behind a sheltered mound on the edge of the Yematan Basin, Han Tao, Yan Qing, and 250 elite soldiers quietly gathered like a pack of wolves lying in wait.

In the distance, in the basin, the campfires of the Halbala tribe of the White Deer clan flickered like scattered stars, and the faint barking of sheepdogs and the indistinct shouts of night patrol riders could be heard.

Han Tao lowered his voice and ordered: "At three-quarters past midnight, use fire as a signal. Yan Qing, you lead your men to infiltrate the camp. The primary target is the largest wolf-head tent in the middle; Halbala must be inside. Once you have it, immediately set it on fire to create chaos. I will lead the cavalry from the gentle slope to the north, charging straight at their horses and sheepfolds, scattering the livestock, burning the fodder, and then retreating southeast towards Vulture Ridge."

"Understood!" the crowd responded in hushed tones.

It is almost midnight.

Most of the campfires in the camp had gone out, with only the central tent and a few sentry posts still glowing. The soldiers on night watch, clutching their weapons, stamped their feet in the cold wind and cursed the weather.

Suddenly, a very short, muffled groan came from under a lookout tower on the east side of the camp, followed by the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, a similar sound came from the west. The sound was faint and was masked by the wind.

Almost simultaneously, several ghostly figures flashed through the shadows behind the largest wolf-head tent in the center of the camp.

Yan Qing personally led three crossbowmen and quietly sneaked behind the tent.

Inside the tent, loud snoring filled the air, mixed with the strong smell of alcohol.

Two guards, who were dozing against the tent pillars while holding scimitars, almost simultaneously developed thin lines of blood on their necks and collapsed to the ground without uttering a sound.

Yan Qing gave a hand signal, and two night watchmen quickly stepped forward and stuffed the gaps in the tent flap with strips of cloth soaked in kerosene. The other two took out crossbows, loaded short arrows coated with poison that kills on contact with blood, and aimed at the source of the snoring coming from inside the tent.

"put!"

"Whoosh!" Several slight vibrations of the mechanism.

The snoring inside the tent stopped abruptly, replaced by a few muffled "hoarse" sounds, as if someone was being choked, followed by the sound of a heavy object rolling onto the low couch.

"Success! Light it!" Yan Qing shouted, and at the same time shot a lit rocket at the wolf head decoration on the top of the tent!

"Whoosh!" The oil-soaked tent roof burst into flames instantly! The flames spread rapidly with the wind!

Almost simultaneously with the fire in the central tent, dozens of torches lit up on the east, west, and north sides of the camp. Then, deafening shouts of battle and the rapid clatter of hooves thundered down from the gentle northern slope!

Han Tao took the lead, his long sword reflecting the firelight, and led two hundred elite cavalrymen like a flood bursting its banks, crashing into the unprepared northern edge of the camp!

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

"The Khan's tent is on fire!"

"It's the Yan people! The Yan people are attacking!"