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

"Just now, a report came in that during the fire at the granary and the fighting at the south gate, a light was on in a room on the second floor of the post station, and someone stood behind the window watching for a long time."

"In addition, the brothers who were watching 'Old Chen's Tea Shop' reported that about fifteen minutes before the granary caught fire, two people quietly left the tea shop through the back door, riding fast horses towards the east gate. However, due to the chaos in the city, they were lost. But the east gate reported that the two people were carrying the post station's pass tokens, saying that Special Envoy Yan had an urgent document to send out of the city, and the guards at the east gate did not dare to stop them and let them go."

Lin Feng's voice turned cold:

"Draft an official document and send it to Yan Ying at the post station. Say that last night a large number of Di Rong spies infiltrated the city, set fire to the gates, and intended to commit treason. To ensure the safety of the special envoy, starting today, the post station will be 'protected' by troops dispatched by my garrison. Without my permission, no one may enter or leave the post station at will, nor may they have any contact with the outside world. Ask him to 'rest assured' and supervise the documents at the post station."

This is a disguised form of house arrest for Yan Ying, cutting off some of his connections with the outside world!

Han Tao's spirits lifted: "Yes! I'll take care of it right away!"

Garrison Command,

A skinny night watchman nicknamed "Old Ghost," who had just returned from a reconnaissance mission with the Gray Fox Division, squatted hunched over by the brazier.

"Old ghost, you're on the edge of the royal court, have you heard anything else?"

"Old Ghost" said, "Reporting to the garrison, the Black Wolf Guard has taken over all the key roads outside the royal court, and the checks are extremely strict. In addition, the delegation from the Black Fox tribe has already set off, led by one of Batur's trusted centurions."

"An envoy?" Lei Bao spat. "Damn it, are they so eager to come and get married?"

"I'm afraid it's not just about getting married," Han Tao said in a deep voice, "it's also about putting pressure on them, about receiving their 'dowry'..."

"Within the royal court, which forces are not completely controlled by Börte? Or, in other words, which might oppose this marriage?" Lin Feng asked Old Ghost.

"The Khan's Golden Fox Guard was disbanded and reorganized by Burte, who installed many of his men in his place. Commander Batel was also effectively sidelined. Several major tribes, such as the Ild and Temur families, have always been at odds with Burte's mother's family, the Hasen. And the Great Shaman recently said in private that Burte had angered the Eternal Heaven by involving outsiders in tribal affairs."

"Have Bolte and Feng Kun done anything else unusual lately?" Lin Feng pressed for details.

"Yes, Feng Kun often leads his men to that abandoned old mine west of the royal court, acting mysteriously, as if they are digging for something or setting something up."

"What tribe did the late Hatun of the Gray Fox tribe, who was also the princess's mother, come from?"

The old ghost replied, "It's the 'Suhe' tribe, a small but ancient tribe skilled in horse breeding and herbal medicine. The old chieftain of the Suhe tribe was the uncle of the late Hadun."

"We can try contacting the Suhe tribe to create an opening," Lin Feng pondered, quickly forming a rough plan in his mind. "Send someone to secretly contact the Suhe tribe, indicating that we know about the princess's predicament and are willing to cooperate in the rescue."

"Who should we send?" Han Tao asked.

All eyes turned towards the east wing without prior agreement. The most suitable candidate was self-evident.

"Only she truly understands the princess, and is most familiar with the royal court and the Suhe tribe. Only the people of the Suhe tribe could trust her. As for the injuries..."

Lin Feng paused for a moment, then said, "Qingyi said she recovered very quickly and her physique is far superior to that of ordinary people. As long as the plan is meticulous, there may still be a chance."

"We need a capable team to escort and coordinate. Old Ghost can arrange that. Now, I'll go talk to Urna."

Pushing Urna, who had just escaped death, back into the abyss was an incredibly difficult decision. But reason told him that this was the most feasible, and possibly only, chance to save the princess and break the deadlock.

Urna herself would probably never choose to wait idly in the city.

He walked towards the east wing's warm pavilion.

Pushing open the door, the smell of medicine lingered. Urna sat leaning against the headboard, while Shen Qingyi changed the dressing on her back wound.

Hearing the noise, Urna turned her head and saw Lin Feng. The previous confusion and vulnerability were gone from her eyes, replaced by a calm and resolute determination as if she were waiting for orders.

Qingyi said softly, "Husband, Miss Urna's external injuries have healed well, and her bones and muscles are unharmed."

Urna gave Qingyi a very faint, grateful smile, nodded, and then looked at Lin Feng: "There's news, isn't there? The princess... is she in danger?"

Lin Feng walked to the bedside and frankly told her about the plan they had just discussed.

Urna listened quietly, and without the slightest hesitation, replied decisively, "I'll go!"

"Only I can gain the trust of the Suhe tribe quickly, and only I know how to avoid the royal court's patrols. I must go!"

Her voice was hoarse, yet it carried an undeniable power.

"Okay." Lin Feng grasped her hand and said in a deep voice.

"Your mission is to contact the Suhe tribe and gain their support, not to risk your life. Rescuing the princess requires our combined efforts from within and without. Your life is just as important as the princess's, understand?"

Seeing the worry in his eyes, Urna's heart skipped a beat. She gripped his hand tightly and nodded firmly, "I promise you. I will come back alive and lead the people of Suhe to rescue the princess."

Night deepened, and a cold wind howled. Inside the garrison commander's study...

"It normally takes three days to get there..." Lin Feng calculated the time. "That means, in the best-case scenario, we'll only get a response from the Suhe tribe on the third or fourth day. And the wedding is on the seventh day. We only have about three days left to act at the royal court."

"That's too tight!" Lei Bao exclaimed anxiously. "Three days? What can we do in that time? We still have to infiltrate the heavily guarded royal court, find the princess, bring her out, and get through layers of blockades..."

"Therefore, we can't just rely on the Suhe Department." Lin Feng tapped his finger heavily on the spot representing the old mine pit. "Feng Kun's frequent visits here are definitely not just for casual strolls. There might be passages here that we don't know about, or... it might be Feng Kun's escape route, or even a base for launching some kind of conspiracy. We must find out what he's doing."

He looked at Ulna: "You know the terrain around the royal court best. Are there any special legends or unknown entrances near the old mine?"

Urna said slowly, "That mine was used to mine silver and copper decades ago and has long been abandoned. I heard that the mine is very deep with many branching tunnels, some of which even lead to underground rivers."

Lin Feng, Han Tao, and the others exchanged glances, all seeing the seriousness in each other's eyes.

If Feng Kun really knows the secret of the abandoned mine tunnel, it would be much easier for him to enter and leave the royal court, or even tamper with it!

"Alright, Urna," Lin Feng said solemnly, "Tomorrow, Lao Gui and two brothers will escort us, disguised as a herding couple searching for their lost flock, and we will head to Suhe tribe along the hunting trail that Lao Gui has scouted out."