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

"Ding!"

Bai Xiaohe's sword was even faster, like a silver snake blocking Lin Feng's side, its tip precisely deflecting the Water-Splitting Thrust. Amidst the sparks, she coldly said, "Don't move, or you'll die."

Seeing that his sneak attack had failed, the bronze-masked man snorted angrily and suddenly changed his moves, transforming his Water-Splitting Spikes into two poisonous dragons that targeted his lower body.

Bai Xiaohe's swordplay was like a serpent emerging from its hole. She exchanged more than ten blows with him in a small space. The sound of weapons clashing was as dense as a sudden rain, and they were evenly matched.

Lin Feng, however, was too lazy to watch the fight any longer.

He stomped his foot hard.

"Crack!" The sound of a rib breaking was clearly audible.

"Ah—!" The head manager screamed repeatedly, his face covered in snot and tears. "I'll talk! I'll talk! Don't kill me!"

"That box contains a 'Dragon Vein Geomantic Map' and a 'Treasure List' left behind by the remnants of the previous dynasty!" The head manager finally broke down, speaking extremely fast, as if afraid that if he hesitated even for a second, his head would roll.

"General Li of the border army dug this up while building the Great Wall! If word gets out, the entire northern border will be in chaos! He originally wanted to secretly offer it to the Privy Council in exchange for a high-ranking official position, but he was afraid of the secret being leaked, so he wanted to find an unknown escort agency to transport it away."

"Ling Xiaotian?" Lin Feng asked coldly.

"Yes! It's Feiyun Escort Agency!" The head manager gasped for breath. "General Li originally planned to wait until Ling Xiaotian delivered the goods before killing him to cover his tracks. But who knew that old bastard Ling Xiaotian would sense something was wrong halfway there and actually send someone back to the agency to report that he had discovered something he shouldn't have seen! Fearing a leak, General Li had no choice but to act ahead of time, disguising himself as a man in black and wiping out the entire escort team!"

Lin Feng's eyes flashed with killing intent, and the Broken Mountain Blade emitted a hum.

"Where's that box?" Lin Feng shouted sternly.

"It's...it's already been delivered to Blackwater City!" The head steward pointed tremblingly at the bronze-masked man. "This is the Privy Council special envoy, surnamed Zhao! The goods are in his hands! I'm innocent! I was just helping him launder money and ship goods; I had no idea the box contained such a deadly item!"

Seeing his secret exposed, Commissioner Zhao, the man in the bronze mask, knew he had no way out. He retreated swiftly, escaping the entanglement of Huang Jin and Bai Xiaohe, and sneered, "You dare to obstruct the official business of the Privy Council? Do you know that this is a crime punishable by the confiscation of your property and the extermination of your entire clan!"

"Official business?" Lin Feng scoffed, his Broken Mountain Blade sweeping across, the blade's energy slashing towards Commissioner Zhao like a bolt of lightning. "Human trafficking, embezzling national treasures, slaughtering loyal officials—is this your Privy Council's official business?"

Commissioner Zhao dared not take the blow head-on, as the Broken Mountain Blade was too ferocious. His sleeves billowed, and his figure retreated like a ghost, while at the same time he took out a purple-gold signal flare from his pocket and suddenly detonated it!

"Bang!"

A sharp whistle pierced the night sky, and a dazzling purple firework exploded above Blackwater City.

"Since you don't know what's good for you, then stay here!" Commissioner Zhao sneered. "Blackwater City's 'Iron Guards,' time to get to work!"

In an instant, alarm bells rang loudly within the den of iniquity!

The guests, who had been enjoying themselves, scattered and fled. The floor collapsed with a crash, revealing a huge pit. From the smoke and dust, dozens of warriors clad in heavy steel armor and wielding giant axes leaped out, their steps synchronized and their killing intent palpable. They surrounded Lin Feng and Bai Xiaohe.

These people were assassins created by the Privy Council at great expense.

"Prepare to die!" Commissioner Zhao stood on high ground, looking down at you as if you were an ant. "This Blackwater City is the grave prepared for you!"

Holding the Broken Mountain Blade, Lin Feng faced the surging tide of heavily armored cavalry without fear; instead, his eyes burned with boundless fighting spirit.

"Those who block my way, die!"

With a roar, he slashed down with his Broken Mountain Blade! A visible black blade of light swept out, and the three Iron Guards who were in the first line of fire raised their axes to block it.

"clang--!"

The deafening clang of metal against metal was deafening. The steel axes in the hands of the three Iron Guards were sliced ​​in half as easily as tofu! The momentum of the Mountain-Splitting Blade remained undiminished, severing the three men and their armor along with their shoulders! Blood splattered across the ground like a fountain.

Cuts iron like mud!

Upon seeing this, the surrounding guards, though a hint of fear flashed in their eyes, were well-trained and quickly formed a battle formation, their spears like a forest, thrusting towards Lin Feng.

Lin Feng moved with lightning speed, weaving through the forest of spears. Each swing of his Broken Mountain Blade was accompanied by the horrific spectacle of metal shattering and flesh flying everywhere. He no longer defended, only attacked; wherever his blade passed, armor shattered, and no one could withstand a single blow from him.

Bai Xiaohe also displayed amazing martial arts skills, her swordplay was agile, and she specifically targeted the weak points of the Iron Guards' joints. Together with Lin Feng, they slaughtered the encirclement, turning it into a bloodbath.

Lin Feng cleaved through the shield of the last Iron Guard with a single strike, his blade pointing directly at Commissioner Zhao on the high platform.

"Your assassins are nothing special." Lin Feng was covered in blood, looking like a demon.

Commissioner Zhao's face darkened, and he sneered, "You can't catch me!"

Having said that, he vanished into the secret passage in a flash.

Lin Feng did not pursue.

He sheathed his sword, grabbed the limp head steward, and said, "Lead the way to where that box is hidden. If you utter a single lie, I'll cut off every piece of your fat and feed it to the dogs."

"Yes, yes, yes! Grandpa, this way please!" The head manager scrambled forward to lead the way.

Behind the den of iniquity lay a secluded basement. Pushing open the door, a chill swept over you. There was no gold or silver inside, only a black iron box on the table.

Lin Feng lifted the trembling head manager with one hand and slammed him to the ground like a dead dog. He took a step forward, the tip of his Broken Mountain Blade pressed against the head manager's back; just an inch away, it would take his life.

"Unboxing."

Two words, devoid of any warmth.

The head steward frantically rushed towards the black iron box, took the key from his neck, and shakily poked the lock open. A soft "click" sounded particularly eerie in the deathly silent chamber.

The lid is opened.

What came into Lin Feng's view was a box full of books. The pages of the books were yellowed, the edges were somewhat torn, and they emitted a musty smell and a faint sandalwood fragrance. On top of them was a silk painting wrapped in bright yellow silk.

Lin Feng picked up the scroll painting and slowly unrolled it.

The scroll contained no text, but rather an extremely detailed map. The mountains and rivers meandered like dragons, and the waterways crisscrossed like a net. To the west of Cangyun Pass in the northern border, dozens of red dots were clearly marked, each with a tiny note in regular script: "Where the dragon's energy gathers, three thousand armored soldiers can be buried."

"This is..." Lin Feng's pupils contracted slightly.

"A geomantic map of the dragon veins of the previous dynasty!" The head steward knelt on the ground, not daring to conceal the truth. "It is said that the imperial advisor of the previous dynasty devoted his entire life to searching for the dragon veins and earth's energy throughout the land. The points marked on this map are all 'energy points' capable of changing dynasties! After General Li of the border army unearthed this thing, he was terrified. He wanted to present this map to the Privy Council in exchange for military power and protection..."

Lin Feng was deeply shaken. This wasn't a treasure map; it was a death warrant! Whoever could control the dragon vein would achieve unparalleled feats in this chaotic world, but would also inevitably become the target of everyone's wrath. If the Privy Council obtained this map, and someone harbored ill intentions, the Great Yan Dynasty might be plunged into civil war even before the Northern Barbarian invasion.