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

Five days passed in the cave, almost stagnant, filled with the aroma of medicine and a sense of urgency.

Lin Feng's recovery was incredibly fast, thanks to Chen Miao's miraculous medical skills.

"We can't wait any longer." On the evening of the fifth day, after Chen Miao returned, he said solemnly to the people sitting around the fire.

"We must leave by tomorrow morning at the latest. The Di Rong people have begun to suspect this area and are mobilizing more manpower."

Lin Feng slowly opened his eyes, which had been closed while he was adjusting his breathing, his gaze calm: "Has the route been decided?"

Chen Miao nodded, walked to the rock wall, and used charcoal ash to draw a simple but clear map of the mountain's direction on the relatively flat stone surface.

"We cannot return the way we came. The Di Rong people have set up checkpoints at the exit of Xishan and several main passages. We must continue deeper and pass through the 'Ghost's Sorrow' Gorge on the northeast side of Xishan. After passing through the gorge, we will reach the Blackwater Ridge, which marks the border between Qingzhou and Linyuan County. From there, we can turn southeast and take the official road directly to the Qingzhou Prefecture. Although it is a longer route, it is relatively safer."

He pointed to the winding lines on the map: "The terrain there is extremely dangerous, with almost no roads, and it is filled with poisonous insects and miasma. Ordinary hunters and armies would not easily venture there, making it the best choice to escape pursuit."

"Is there no other way?"

Chen tide couldn't help but ask, her voice filled with worry.

Chen Miao shook his head: "Taking other directions would be even riskier."

"Let's follow the route Old Chen suggested. Ah Yue, you and I will take turns carrying Uncle Fu. Shi Xiu, Liu Yun, you take good care of Cao'er and Miss Chen. Old Chen, we need as much deworming and miasma-avoiding medicine as possible, clean drinking water, and at least three days' worth of dry rations."

His arrangements were swift and clear, demonstrating unwavering decisiveness. Everyone seemed to have found their leader and nodded in agreement.

Chen Miao said no more and immediately began preparations.

That night, no one slept.

At the third quarter of the hour of Yin (3:45 AM), before dawn, it is the best time to sneak around and hide.

Everyone quietly got up to do a final check.

"The journey to the prefecture is fraught with peril, with high mountains and long rivers." Chen Miao looked at Lin Feng with a deep gaze, filled with entrustment and expectation.

"Xi'er... and Chen Fu, I'm entrusting them to you. When you see Zhou Wenyuan, give him this, and he will understand." He handed Lin Feng an inconspicuous gray envelope sealed with sealing wax. Inside was presumably a secret letter indicating his identity and purpose, but it did not mention the Golden Dragon Token.

"Don't worry, Elder Chen, Lin Feng will do his utmost." Lin Feng took the letter and carefully put it away.

Chen Miao looked at Chen tide again, his eyes filled with reluctance and affection. In the end, he simply patted his granddaughter's shoulder firmly and whispered, "Remember your grandfather's words: speak less, observe more, and listen to Lin Feng's arrangements. Grandfather... awaits news of your safety."

Chen tide's eyes welled up with tears, and she nodded emphatically, forcing herself not to cry.

"Follow this direction and keep going up. After crossing the two mountain ridges ahead, you will see the entrance to the 'Ghost's Sorrow' Canyon. There are three old hemlock trees growing in a triangular pattern at the entrance, which are easy to spot. Be sure to enter the canyon before the fog dissipates."

Chen Miao gave her a final word of advice, placing a short staff soaked in medicine to repel poisonous insects into A-Yue's hand, "Take care."

Lin Feng clasped his hands in a salute to Chen Miao, then, without further hesitation, stepped into the thick fog.

Chen Miao stood at the cave entrance, gazing in the direction they had disappeared.

Only after the fog completely swallowed the last trace of his figure did he slowly turn around and walk back into the cave.

He used a heavy rock to completely seal the stone door from the inside. Then, he quietly left the cave through another extremely hidden exit.

It took Lin Feng and his group more than an hour to cross the first mountain ridge. The fog thinned a bit, and they could see the scenery twenty or thirty steps away.

Just as they were about to cross the second mountain ridge, Ah Yue, who was scouting ahead, suddenly lowered her body and made a "shush, hide" gesture!

Everyone held their breath instantly and hid behind the nearest rocks or trees.

Not far below, in a mountain hollow, a group of about seven or eight men dressed in Di Rong attire were resting on a relatively flat open space.

They lit a campfire, roasted their prey over it, and tied several horses nearby. Two large, fierce-looking mastiffs lay on the ground, panting and warily scanning their surroundings.

Judging from their attire and equipment, they were much better equipped than the spies we had encountered before, and seemed to be regular soldiers in the Di Rong army.

Their voices drifted faintly on the mountain breeze; they spoke in the Di Rong language, and their tone was irritable.

"...Damn it, we've been searching this godforsaken place for days and haven't seen a single soul!"

"The boss said that the woman and the person who rescued her are definitely still in these mountains, they can't have gone far! We're to guard this main road out of the mountains, and if we spot any trace of them, we need to send a signal immediately!"

"What good is a signal? The fog is so thick, even if you fired a signal arrow, it wouldn't travel very far..."

"Enough talk! After you finish eating, hurry up and search that cave on the east side again! The higher-ups are pressing us hard; if they slip through our fingers, none of us will get away unscathed!"

Sure enough, they set up a roadblock on the only way!

Forcing their way in would be unwise, and once the signal is given, the nearby Di Rong people will swarm in immediately.

We must avoid it!

Just as Lin Feng was quickly weighing the pros and cons, the mastiff below suddenly stood up, pricked up its ears, and growled softly twice in the general direction of their hiding place, its nostrils flaring.

Discovered?

Lin Feng's heart tightened.

"There's some noise! ​​Let's go check it out!"

The leader of the Di Rong gang shouted, and immediately two men, leading mastiffs, came to search this area.

There was no time to hesitate! Lin Feng made a decisive move and whispered to A Yue, "You lead them around to the side, under that eagle-beak rock, sticking close to the cliff face, and try not to leave any traces. I'll distract them!"

"No!" Ah Yue immediately objected, her dusty face showing urgency for the first time. "Your injuries haven't healed; it's too dangerous!"

"Listen to me!"

Lin Feng's tone left no room for argument as he quickly explained, "There's a crevice below Eagle's Beak Rock that leads directly to the ridge behind. Once you cross it, you'll see those three hemlocks. You guys go first and wait for me at the canyon entrance. If I haven't arrived in half an hour..." He paused, not finishing his sentence, but instead gave Ah Yue a deep look before turning back to look at Chen tide and the others, whose faces were filled with anxiety and worry.

"Walk!"

After saying that, without waiting for A-Yue to object again, he suddenly darted out from behind the bushes and ran towards the opposite side of Eagle Beak Rock, where the forest was denser. At the same time, he deliberately stepped on a few dead branches, making a crisp "crack" sound!

"Over there! Chase them!" The Di Rong people below were immediately alerted.

At the leader's command, except for two men who stayed behind to guard the horses, the rest of the men, accompanied by two mastiffs, chased after them, barking excitedly.

A-Yue watched Lin Feng's retreating figure as he led away the pursuers, a resolute glint flashing in her eyes, but she knew this was not the time to act on emotion.

She urged Chen tide and the others, "Quick, come with me!" With that, she carried Uncle Fu on her back (she was extremely strong) and took the lead in reaching down the steep Eagle's Beak Rock to the side.

Chen tide glanced in the direction Lin Feng had disappeared, tears welling in her eyes. She gritted her teeth, grabbed Shi Xiu and Liu Yun, and followed closely behind A Yue. Shi Xiu and Liu Yun also understood the urgency of the situation. Suppressing their worries, they protected Shi Cao'er and stumbled after them.

Lin Feng sprinted through the dense forest, deliberately controlling his speed so that the Di Rong people wouldn't catch up immediately, while maintaining a distance that kept them firmly behind him.

He ran while observing the terrain, mentally calculating the distance and the terrain.

Ahead lay a precipice, not very high, but steep. Below the precipice was a rocky beach and even denser bushes.

right here!

Without hesitation, Lin Feng leaped off! During his fall, he reached out and grabbed several thick vines hanging from the cliff face to cushion his descent, while simultaneously curling up to protect his vitals.

"Splash!" He landed on the rocky beach below the cliff, rolled a few times to dissipate the force, and although he was in pain all over, he was not injured.

He quickly got up, hid behind a dense thicket of bushes, held his breath, took down his iron-backed bow, nocked an arrow, and pointed the arrowhead at the top of the cliff.

The pursuers quickly reached the edge of the cliff. Seeing the steep cliff face and dense bushes below, as well as the faint traces of trampling, they hesitated for a moment. Two mastiffs barked wildly at the scene below.

"He jumped! Go around and chase him!" the leader shouted, directing two men to take the mastiffs and circle down the cliff from the gentler slope beside them. The others stayed at the edge of the cliff, nocked their arrows, and cautiously pointed them downwards.

Now! Lin Feng suddenly appeared from behind the bushes, his bow drawn taut, his arrow flying like a shooting star!

"Whoosh!"

A Di Rong archer who had just leaned out to descend the slope was struck in the throat by an arrow and fell off the cliff without uttering a sound.

"Down there! Fire!" The Di Rong people on the cliff were both shocked and furious, and many arrows were shot at the bushes where Lin Feng was hiding. Lin Feng had already retreated, and the arrows clattered and stuck into the surrounding tree trunks and rocks.

Then, Lin Feng moved swiftly among the rocks and bushes like a raccoon, disappearing once more.

He would occasionally turn around and fire a stray arrow, which, though it might not hit its mark, effectively slowed down the pursuers, preventing them from getting too close.

The chase lasted for nearly 35 minutes.

He knew he had to get rid of it completely, or... get rid of the tail.

He spotted a particularly dense and dimly lit area ahead, accelerated rapidly, and quickly climbed a large, leafy tree, hiding behind the dense foliage and concealing his presence.

The pursuers quickly arrived at the area.

A mastiff seemed to have caught a whiff of something and looked up, barking softly in the direction of the tree where Lin Feng was hiding.

Now! Lin Feng's eyes flashed with a sharp light. Like a hawk hunting its prey, he silently slid down from the treetop, his target the Di Rong swordsman who was facing away from the tree, carefully searching the ground for traces! As he fell, his cleaver was already drawn, and with the force of the descent, he slashed fiercely at the back of the opponent's neck!

"Crack!" The blade pierced flesh and broke bone, and the Di Rong man fell to the ground without uttering a sound.

"Up in the tree!" Another Di Rong man happened to turn around and saw it, shouting in horror as he lunged at him with his knife. Lin Feng landed without hesitation, dodging the slash and simultaneously swinging his knife back, slicing open the man's abdomen. At the same time, he flicked his left hand, sending his last throwing knife flying towards the third Di Rong man who was drawing his bow and preparing to shoot not far away!

The Di Rong man hurriedly ducked, and the arrow missed its mark. Lin Feng pounced like a tiger and killed him with a single stroke.

The henchman was both shocked and furious. Looking at Lin Feng, who was covered in blood and had a cold gaze like a god of death, he involuntarily took a step back. The two mastiffs sensed their master's fear and intense killing intent, and they also tucked their tails between their legs, whimpering softly, and dared not approach.

Lin Feng did not pursue, but pointed the tip of his knife at the leader, his gaze sweeping coldly over him and the mastiff, before slowly retreating into the deeper shadows of the forest behind him and disappearing from sight.

The squad leader stood there dumbfounded, staring at the corpses of his comrades on the ground, then at the direction Lin Feng had disappeared in. Cold sweat poured down his forehead, and he dared not give chase. Only when Lin Feng's figure had completely vanished did he snap out of his daze, hurriedly pulling a signal arrow from his pocket and trembling as he lit the fuse.

"Whoosh—Crack!" The whistling arrow soared into the sky, exploding into a bright red cloud of smoke high above, which was particularly dazzling in the gradually dissipating morning mist.

However, Lin Feng had already fled far away. Following the direction in his memory, he ran wildly towards Eagle Beak Rock and the entrance to the "Ghost's Sorrow" Canyon.

When he finally saw the three old hemlocks growing in a triangular shape, standing out majestically and solitarily in the late autumn mountain wind, his heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down a little. As expected, A-Yue, Chen tide, and the others were already waiting there. When they saw his figure, covered in blood and staggering towards them, they all exclaimed and surrounded him.

"Brother Lin!"

"My husband!"

"I'm fine, just some superficial wounds," Lin Feng said, panting. He glanced at everyone and, seeing they were all unharmed, felt relieved. "I've shaken off the pursuers, but they fired signal arrows; someone will be here soon. Quick, into the canyon!"

Behind them, in the distant mountains and forests, more shouts and barking could be faintly heard, rapidly approaching.

The "Ghost's Bane" Canyon, a place even the most seasoned hunters fear, has finally welcomed a new visitor, one destined to be anything but peaceful. And on the other side of the canyon, does it lead to hope, or deeper despair and danger? The answer can only be found by traversing this fifteen-mile-long death zone.