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

"Are there enough people to fight the fire? Is there enough water?" Lin Feng asked urgently while his eyes scanned the fire scene.

He saw that in the chaos of the firefighters, there were indeed several small-scale battles taking place. Several dark figures wearing the uniforms of Yan army auxiliary soldiers, but with obviously agile and ruthless skills, were fighting with the defending soldiers, retreating as they fought, clearly trying to escape in the chaos.

"The well water is almost gone! The kerosene is fueling the fire, and ordinary water will hardly extinguish it!" The village chief was so anxious that he almost cried.

"Demolish the buildings! Create a firebreak! Demolish the structures between the unburned warehouses and houses. We absolutely cannot let the fire spread to the residential areas and more warehouses!" Lin Feng made a decisive decision.

"Half of the personal guards, assist in fighting the fire and controlling its spread! The other half, come with me and slaughter those arsonists!"

"yes!"

One group of personal guards went to organize firefighting efforts. The other group followed Lin Feng and rushed towards the several battlegrounds where fighting was taking place.

There were about seven or eight spies who set the fire. They were all fierce and ruthless, and were obviously assassins from Feng Kun's "Shadow Wolves" or the Boerte Black Wolf Guard.

Seeing Lin Feng arrive with his men, they knew they couldn't escape, so they became even more ferocious, howling and attacking back, determined to fight to the death.

"Leave no one alive!" Lin Feng drew his longsword, its blade flashing like a bright white ribbon in the firelight, as he charged toward the spy at the front.

The spy wielded two swords, moving with lightning speed, clearly a master. But Lin Feng, enraged, attacked with even faster and fiercer strikes, a direct clash of swords!

With a deafening clang, the knife in the spy's left hand was jolted out of his grasp, and his hand was split open.

Before he could return to defend with his right sword, Lin Feng's sword strike was not yet finished. He followed the momentum and slashed diagonally from bottom to top, sweeping across the opponent's chest and abdomen!

The spy screamed in agony, staggered backward, looked down and saw a deep, bone-revealing gash on his chest, blood gushing out, and collapsed to the ground.

The remaining guards also fought fiercely with the spies.

They quickly divided and surrounded the spies, killing them one by one.

At this moment, the shouts of killing and the sound of alarm gongs from the south gate did not stop, but became even more intense, and even the heart-stopping "creak" of the city gate hinges turning could be faintly heard!

"The rest of you, follow me to the South Gate!" Lin Feng wiped the blood and ash splattered on his face, picked up his knife, turned around, and ran wildly towards the South Gate again.

He knew that the arson of the granary was intended to create chaos and draw away troops; the real killing move was probably the south gate! The enemy wanted to open the city gate and let in any ambushes that might be outside!

The area near the south gate of the city was already in chaos.

Lei Bao, like a mad tiger, wielded his iron hammer, smashing the brains of two black-clad assassins who were trying to push the winch to open the city gate. But five or six other enemies, also dressed in black, were fighting with the gate guards and the patrol team that had rushed to the scene.

The city gate had been pushed open with a gap more than a foot wide! In the darkness outside the city, the faint sound of dense hooves and shouts in the Di language could be heard, clearly indicating that cavalry were approaching and preparing to rush through the gate!

"Block the city gate!" Lin Feng's eyes were bloodshot as he charged into the fray, slashing left and right with his long sword, instantly killing a black-clad assassin.

The personal guards followed closely behind, like fresh reinforcements, and immediately suppressed the attack of the black-clad assassins.

"Damn it! These bastards crawled out of the city wall's drainage ditch! And they were even wearing our uniforms!" Lei Bao roared, smashing another assassin's shoulder blade with his hammer. "The brothers guarding the ditch have been spotted!"

"No matter how they got here, kill them all and close the city gates!"

Lin Feng roared as he fought a fierce enemy wielding an iron whip.

This made the Iron Whip's henchmen very strong, and their whip techniques were cunning and ruthless, clearly indicating that they were leaders.

Lin Feng sidestepped and used the spine of his blade to block. With a muffled clang, Lin Feng was forced back a step.

The assassin, having gained the upper hand, pressed his advantage relentlessly, his iron whip striking like a venomous snake.

Just then, a petite black figure darted out from the side like a raccoon, her short sword turning into a cold star, precisely piercing the armpit opening exposed by the assassin's whip!

The assassin roared in pain, and the iron whip attack slowed down.

Lin Feng seized the opportunity, stepped forward, and slashed fiercely into the side of the opponent's neck! Hot blood splattered, and the assassin's eyes widened in disbelief as he collapsed to the ground.

That petite, dark figure was none other than Bai Xiaohe! She had arrived at the South Gate at some point, her short sword now stained with blood, her usually cold face filled with murderous intent.

"Xiao He, what brings you here?" Lin Feng asked anxiously.

"I heard the sounds of fighting at the South Gate, and I'm worried." Bai Xiaohe's eyes swept around warily.

With the addition of her and Lin Feng's personal guards, the remaining few black-clad assassins were quickly eliminated.

"Quick! Close the city gate! Lock the bolts! Push up the gateposts!" Lei Bao roared.

The remaining soldiers and civilians who came to their aid struggled to close the heavy iron gate again, insert the thick bolts, and brace it with several thick logs.

Almost the instant the city gates closed, a dense clatter of arrows striking the gates and walls erupted from outside, accompanied by the angry roars of Di Rong cavalry and the thunderous crash of galloping hooves. Clearly, the reinforcements were a step too late.

"Damn it! That was close!" Lei Bao plopped down on the ground, panting heavily, with several new wounds on his body.

Outside the city, the rain of arrows had stopped, and the sound of horses' hooves was gradually fading away. Seeing that the city gates were closed and there was no opportunity to take advantage of the situation, the Di and Rong cavalry seemed to have retreated.

But tonight's series of attacks—arson on the granary, a sneak attack on the south gate, and support from outside the city—were all interconnected, clearly premeditated, and the attackers were quite familiar with the city's defenses.

Was the information provided by Yan Ying and "Falcon Eagle"? Or was it something that Feng Kun and Boerte had planned all along?

"Take stock of the casualties, treat the wounded, strengthen the defenses of the four gates and the city walls, especially double guards at all the sewer outlets and set traps!" Lin Feng issued a series of orders.

"Where's Han Tao? Is the fire in Xishi under control?"

"Guard, I'm here." Han Tao, his face covered in soot and his body marked with burns, ran quickly from the direction of the West Market.

"The fire is under control. It burned down two and a half grain silos, and we managed to salvage some of them, but the losses were considerable. However, it did not spread to the civilian areas."

"What's going on with Yan Ying?" This was Lin Feng's biggest concern.