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

The sharp whistle, like tearing fabric, echoed through the deep, winding alleys of the ghost market, instantly shattering the deathly silence on its surface.

Almost the instant the whistle sounded, several figures who had been "resting" or "trading" in the shadows suddenly sprang up from the depths of the side passage! They shed their disguises, revealing their inner armor, and in their hands were crossbows and short weapons that they had prepared in advance. They were the Duan Yue Guards that Lin Feng had arranged to meet them here in advance!

"Defend!" the squad leader shouted in a low voice, nocked a crossbow bolt, and pointed it at the darkness behind Lin Feng.

"Pursuers are coming, quite a few of them. Prepare to intercept them!" Lin Feng, without stopping, pulled Bai Xiaohe to join the support team, speaking rapidly, "According to Plan C, provide alternating cover and retreat to Exit Three!"

"yes!"

The Duan Yue Guards obeyed orders without hesitation, instantly splitting into two groups. One group, armed with crossbows, led the way, while the other, armed with swords and shields, followed behind, protecting Lin Feng and Bai Xiaohe in the middle, and quickly moved towards the designated escape route.

The moment the group moved, the chaotic footsteps and the clash of weapons could be clearly heard from the corner of the side road behind them; the pursuers had arrived!

"put!"

"Whoosh whoosh-!"

Several crossbow bolts whistled through the air and pierced the darkness around the corner, followed by muffled groans and thuds of people falling to the ground. But the pursuers were clearly no pushovers either; they immediately parried with shields and returned fire with their crossbows!

"Thud thud thud!" The crossbow bolts struck the stone wall and the shields of the Duan Yue Guards, sparks flying everywhere.

"Go! Don't linger!" Lin Feng shouted, swinging his Broken Mountain Blade to deflect a crossbow bolt that was aimed at Bai Xiaohe at a tricky angle.

The team accelerated its withdrawal.

However, the enemy's preparations were clearly thorough, with ample backup plans. Just as they emerged from two side paths, at a relatively open "crossroads" ahead, more than ten assassins in black suddenly surged out from two other side paths, blocking their way! They were similarly dressed to the masked assassins in the stone chamber, but their movements were far more swift and their coordination far more ruthless; they were clearly the true elite forces under "Red Abyss" or King Lin!

"Charge!" Lin Feng's eyes flashed with cold light. He knew that if he hesitated even slightly, he would be attacked from both sides and trapped in a desperate situation! He held nothing back and took the lead. His Broken Mountain Blade transformed into a black whirlwind and crashed into the enemy formation in front of him!

"Clang! Snap!"

The blade flashed like a bolt of lightning, carrying an invincible momentum! The two assassins who were at the forefront raised their blades to parry, but were sent flying backward, their chest bones broken, and they were clearly beyond saving. Lin Feng did not stop moving, his blade moving with him, each strike simple, direct, and efficient, targeting vital points! The narrow space did not restrict him; close combat was his forte!

Bai Xiaohe and Duan Yuewei followed closely behind, forming a small battle formation to protect Lin Feng's flanks and rear, engaging in a fierce battle with the pursuers from the front and rear! The sounds of clashing swords, breaking bones, and dying screams intertwined in the dimly lit side passage, and the stench of blood quickly spread.

Lin Feng moved like a tiger unleashed from its cage, leaving a trail of destruction in his wake. However, the enemy was simply too numerous, and each soldier was fearless, their attacks relentless. Although the Duan Yue Guard was elite, two of them were wounded, forcing the advance of the troops to slow down.

"This won't do!" Lin Feng's mind raced. His peripheral vision caught a glimpse of an inconspicuous, seemingly naturally formed groove in the wall of a side passage, and a thought struck him. It was an "abandoned ventilation shaft" mentioned in Zhao Qi's intelligence report, and there appeared to be a cavity behind it!

"Get closer to me! Cover me!" Lin Feng roared, forcefully pushing back the three assassins in front of him with a single slash. He then flashed to the groove and, with all his might, slammed his fist into the edge of the groove!

"boom!"

Stone chips flew everywhere! He punched the groove so hard that it collapsed, revealing a dark, narrow opening behind it, barely wide enough for one person to bend over and pass through! A musty, stale smell wafted out.

"Go this way! Quickly!" Lin Feng took the lead and squeezed into the cave entrance. Bai Xiaohe followed without hesitation. The Duan Yue Guards fought and retreated, and after the last two squeezed into the cave entrance, they used their hands to block several pieces of fallen rocks to temporarily block the pursuers.

The cave was pitch black, so dark you couldn't see your hand in front of your face, and it was extremely narrow and damp, forcing you to stoop to move forward. But at that moment, there was no time to worry about anything else.

"Follow the airflow!" Lin Feng whispered, sensing an extremely faint movement of air. The group held their breath, struggling forward in the darkness. Behind them came the sounds of pursuers attempting to break through the rubble barrier, but their efforts were unlikely to succeed anytime soon.

After crawling in the darkness for an unknown amount of time, a glimmer of light finally appeared ahead, accompanied by the faint sound of flowing water. Proceeding a little further, the cave entrance suddenly opened up, revealing the edge of an underground river! The water was murky, its destination unknown, but the air was noticeably fresher. This was the edge of the Ghost Market, perhaps even beyond its boundaries.

"Count the number of people and treat the wounds." Lin Feng leaned against the cold stone wall, slightly panting. The intense fighting and tense breakout had taken a toll on him.

"Sir, we've lost two men, one seriously wounded and four lightly wounded," the squad leader reported quickly, his voice filled with regret.

Lin Feng's face was grim. Every member of the Duan Yue Guard was an elite soldier, and their loss here was heartbreaking. "The corpses of my brothers..."

"The pursuers are too close, we can't bring them out." The squad leader gritted his teeth.

"Remember this location; we'll come back to fetch you later," Lin Feng said in a deep voice, his gaze sweeping over his wounded subordinates. "The seriously wounded will be supported by two men; those with minor injuries should bandage themselves. Check the equipment; we'll follow the river and find the exit."

The group quickly treated their injuries and reorganized their equipment. Fortunately, there was a narrow, man-made walkway along the edge of the underground river, its origins unknown. After walking about a mile along the walkway, they came to an upward stone staircase, at the end of which was a heavy stone slab.

Lin Feng gestured for everyone to be quiet. After listening carefully for a moment, there was no movement from above. He then signaled two Duan Yue Guards to step forward and slowly pry open the stone slab.

Moonlight streamed down, carrying the chill of the night. One by one, the group emerged and found themselves in a dry well in the back garden of an abandoned mansion. The mansion was dilapidated, clearly uninhabited for a long time.