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

Bai Xiaohe suddenly looked up: "You're going to be bait? That's too dangerous! What if Ling Aoyun discovers the fragment is fake..."

"He won't find out for now," Lin Feng interrupted her. "Take the real fragment. I'll put the piece of 'Star Pattern Gold' that I brought back from the Ling family in this box. When Ling Aoyun sees that, he'll lower his guard temporarily."

Looking at the piece of dark gold spiral metal, Bai Xiaohe finally understood Lin Feng's intention. Using "Star Pattern Gold" to impersonate a fragment would not only deceive Ling Aoyun but also lower his guard, buying time for Bai Xiaohe and her group to leave the pass.

"But if that's the case, what about you, Guardian..." Bai Xiaohe's voice carried a hint of anxiety.

"I have my own way of escaping." Lin Feng had already turned around and started packing his things. "Remember, after you leave the pass, immediately take Miss Su north to Iron Wall City. No matter what happens, don't come back."

Bai Xiaohe knew there was no point in saying more. She nodded solemnly and put away the box: "Take care."

At this moment, Su Xuanji on the bed let out a soft groan. Lin Feng walked to the bedside and saw her eyelashes fluttering, as if she was about to wake up.

He leaned down and whispered, "Miss Su, I need to leave for a while. Miss Bai will take you out of the pass. Be careful on the way."

Su Xuanji struggled to open her eyes, her gaze somewhat unfocused, yet she gripped Lin Feng's sleeve tightly: "The fragments... don't give them to Ling Aoyun..."

"Don't worry." Lin Feng gently pried her hands away. "The item is in my hands. Ling Aoyun wouldn't dare to do anything to you. Just focus on recovering."

Su Xuanji looked at him, her anxiety gradually replaced by a complex emotion. She opened her mouth, but ultimately only uttered two words: "Take care."

Lin Feng gave her a deep look, then turned to Bai Xiaohe and said, "I will create a disturbance in the east of the city in half an hour."

The night at Zhenbeiguan was as black as if it had been soaked in thick ink.

In the backyard of Yuelai Inn, Lin Feng was dressed in all black.

"Is everything ready?" Lin Feng asked in a low voice.

"Hmm." Bai Xiaohe glanced at the unconscious Su Xuanji. "She lost too much blood, and her pulse is weak and unstable. She can't withstand any jolting. I'm taking her on the official road, and at most, we can only maintain the speed of a normal person walking."

Half an hour later, at the east gate of the city.

"Who goes there?!" The city guards were dozing off when they were suddenly awakened by the sound of rapid hoofbeats. Just as they raised their torches, they saw a dark figure rushing towards the city gate like a ghost.

"General Lin Feng, the General Who Pacifies the North, is here! Open the city gates immediately! There is urgent military information to report to the Ling family patriarch!" Lin Feng's voice was hoarse and urgent, carrying an unquestionable official authority.

The city guard, recognizing the general by the lamplight, quickly smiled obsequiously, "Oh, it's General Lin! In the dead of night... Master Ling has ordered that no one may enter or leave without a warrant, you see..."

"Open the door!" Lin Feng roared. "Young Master Ling Xiaotian has been ambushed and seriously injured. Master Ling is frantic with worry and is currently leading a large group of men back! If I delay delivering the message, and Master Ling blames you, how many times could your head be chopped off?"

"I need to go to the Ling family's old house to retrieve something urgent! Ling Xiaotian is waiting for help!"

The city guard weighed the object in his hand, and upon hearing the news of "Ling Xiaotian's serious injury," though unsure of its veracity, he dared not obstruct the passage. He immediately ordered the gates opened: "Open quickly! Let General Lin pass!"

Lin Feng spurred his horse and galloped off towards the Ling family's location!

This series of performances left the message "Go to the Ling family's old house".

"Quickly, report to Master Ling!" the city guard urged.

The Ling family's old residence.

Lin Feng didn't knock on the door. Instead, he dismounted, leaped over the wall, and rushed straight into the main hall.

"Who goes there!" The guard had barely shouted when Lin Feng knocked him unconscious with a single chop to the neck.

He rushed into the main hall and barged into Ling Aoyun's study.

He took the initiative, lit the candle, then drew the sword he always carried and slammed it into the center of the desk!

Then, he took out the "Star Pattern Gold" and placed it on the desk.

After doing all this, Lin Feng went out and disappeared into the darkness, riding his horse at breakneck speed in the direction Bai Xiaohe had gone.

"Squeak—"

The door was flung open with a bang. Ling Aoyun stormed in, his face contorted with rage, followed by dozens of assassins.

"Lin Feng! You scoundrel, how dare you sneak into my old house!" Ling Aoyun roared.

No one answered from inside the house.

Ling Aoyun rushed into the study and immediately saw the sword stuck in the desk, as well as the star-patterned gold.

"You bastard Lin Feng!" Ling Aoyun trembled with rage. "How dare you steal my family heirloom!"

"Master, is Lin Feng still in the mansion?" the leader of the assassins asked.

Ling Aoyun looked around; the study was empty except for him and his assassins. He sneered, "Search! Dig three feet into the ground and find him!"

The assassins received their orders and began a thorough search of the mansion.

Ling Aoyun stood in the courtyard, his face so gloomy it could drip water. He gripped the "Star Pattern Gold" tightly, his knuckles turning white.

"Master," the leader of the assassins cautiously approached, "Could it be... that Lin Feng wasn't even in the house? Did he just throw things in to lure us back?"

"Shut up!" Ling Aoyun roared, then, as if remembering something, he suddenly looked towards the official road outside the city. "Go after them!"

He instantly understood Lin Feng's complete plan: use the Star Pattern Gold to lure him back to the old house, and then take the opportunity to slip away and meet up with the contacts outside the city!

"Chase after him!" Ling Aoyun rushed out of the courtyard like a madman.

The mass grave stretching for dozens of miles on the west side of Zhenbeiguan.

This area is crisscrossed by ravines and dotted with graves, making it a necessary route for the pursuers.

Lin Feng lay prone behind a half-collapsed, desolate grave, like a lone wolf lying in wait, his ears listening for every unusual movement in the wind.

The sound of horses' hooves grew louder as they approached, and Ling Aoyun, leading dozens of riders, indeed caught up with them to the edge of the mass grave.

"Search this area, split up and search! That fox might be hiding in this ditch!" Ling Aoyun's voice was distorted with anger, carrying far across the empty wilderness.

Suddenly, Lin Feng caught a glimpse of a very thin, reflective thread hanging from a dead tree further away in the mass grave.

That's...silk?

The mark of the Shadowless Pavilion!

Lin Feng's heart skipped a beat. Ling Aoyun was in the open, while the Shadowless Pavilion operated in the shadows. His only chance to escape would be if these two forces joined forces or weakened each other.

Without further hesitation, he suddenly rolled over and tumbled down the slope, deliberately kicking up a few pebbles.

"There!" Ling Aoyun roared sharply.

The thunderous sound of hooves echoed as the horse galloped towards the spot where Lin Feng had been exposed.

Lin Feng took off running, his movements as agile as a ghost, deliberately choosing the most rugged and difficult ravines to traverse. Ling Aoyun's cavalry were unable to maneuver effectively in the mass grave, and were nearly killed by him several times.

"Fire!" Ling Aoyun was furious and ordered the arrows to be fired.