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

The ten-day journey was compressed into seven days under Lin Feng's strict orders.

For seven days, the thousand cavalrymen marched like a tireless torrent of steel, traveling day and night, resting only briefly in the afternoon and at midnight each day to eat and drink before setting off again.

On the seventh day at dusk, the setting sun, like blood, dyed the clouds on the horizon a poignant purplish-red. On the horizon ahead, finally appeared that familiar black silhouette, stretching across the land like a giant dragon—Cangyun Pass!

The gates were tightly shut, banners fluttered atop the city walls, and the shadows of patrolling soldiers stretched long in the setting sun. Looking into the distance, the city walls seemed even more imposing and imposing than in memory, exuding a solemn and impending atmosphere of impending battle.

"It's the garrison commander! The garrison commander is back!" The sharp-eyed sentries on the city wall were the first to spot the approaching troop and the familiar "Lin" banner fluttering in the setting sun, and immediately burst into joyful shouts.

"Quickly! Open the city gates! Welcome the garrison!"

The heavy gate slowly opened inward with a rumbling sound as the winch whirred. The drawbridge was lowered. Lei Bao, Yan Qing, and other garrison commanders, who had already received the news, led a troop of personal guards, fully armored, and stood solemnly inside the gate to await their arrival.

"drive!"

Lin Feng took the lead, passing through the deep doorway and rushing into the pass.

"This humble general, Lei Bao (Yan Qing), respectfully welcomes the garrison commander back to the pass!" Lei Bao, Yan Qing, and the others knelt on one knee, clasped their hands in salute, and spoke with great emotion. The personal guards behind them also knelt down in unison.

"Get up!" Lin Feng reined in his horse, dismounted, and helped Lei Bao and Yan Qing to their feet. Looking at these two old subordinates who had followed him through thick and thin, a warm feeling and a heavy sense of responsibility welled up in his heart. "Brothers, you've worked hard! How are things?"

"Commander, you're finally back!" Lei Bao was a straightforward man, and at this moment he didn't care about anything else. He said urgently, "The vanguard of the Northern Desert Allied Army, numbering about 30,000, has left Eagle's Beak Pass and is slowly advancing towards my Cangyun Pass. It is expected that they will reach the 'Grey Water River,' which is a hundred miles outside the pass, within five days."

"What about the Akabane tribe?" Lin Feng asked as he strode toward the commander's mansion.

Yan Qing followed closely beside Lin Feng. "The remnants of the Crimson Feather Tribe are even more elusive. They've split into several groups, don't use flags, and don't attack fortresses. They specifically target our patrol teams, scouts, and scattered supply convoys, striking and disappearing in a flash. In the past few days, three patrol teams have already been attacked."

"Is there any news about Prince Lin?" Lin Feng asked again.

"There's no definite news yet," Lei Bao shook his head. "But several generals at the border who used to have connections with Prince Lin have been acting strangely lately. Although they haven't openly disobeyed orders, they've been slow in their work and outwardly compliant but inwardly defiant. Also, recently, several inexplicable fires have occurred in grain storage towns in the interior and rear. In addition..." He lowered his voice, "There are scattered rumors that Prince Lin is secretly contacting his former subordinates in the mountains somewhere in the interior, promising a large reward for taking your life, to avenge his defeat in the capital."

Lin Feng didn't stop walking and soon arrived at the council hall of the Marshal's Mansion.

"The thousand men brought by the Beijing garrison will be temporarily incorporated into the Cangyun Pass garrison, under the command of Chen Heng. They should rest and familiarize themselves with the pass's defenses." Lin Feng gave the first instructions. "Lei Bao, you immediately select several hundred of the most elite cavalrymen from the garrison inside the pass, those most familiar with mountain and jungle warfare, to supplement the 'Falcon Battalion.' I want the 'Falcon Battalion' to have a total of eight hundred men! You will personally command them!"

"Yes!" Lei Bao's eyes flashed with excitement. The garrison commander was about to make great use of the "Falcon Battalion."

"Yan Qing, you are in charge of the border defenses and internal security. Keep a close eye on those generals who have connections with Prince Lin, but don't touch them yet. Find out what they're up to and who they're contacting. Within the borders, prevent fires and theft, especially at the granaries, armories, and water sources; ensure they are absolutely secure!"

"This subordinate obeys!" Yan Qing replied solemnly.

"Chen Heng, after you and your thousand Jing garrison soldiers have rested and reorganized, immediately begin training for the defense of the city walls, especially nighttime defense and contingency plans for large-scale enemy assaults. I want to see results within three days!"

"yes!"

"Bai Xiaohe, you're in charge of intelligence. Categorize and summarize it. I need a detailed report in one hour. At the same time, in my name, send a letter to all the prefectures in the Northern Border, reiterating the war preparedness order and demanding that they report all recent unusual events, regardless of their magnitude!"

"Yes!" the generals responded in unison.

"Lei Bao," he suddenly raised his voice.

Lei Bao, who had just left, immediately returned: "On guard?"

"Go personally and select twenty of the most outstanding individuals from the 'Falcon Battalion.' They must be absolutely reliable, with top-notch skills in combat, archery, stealth, tracking, and survival. Tell them it's a top-secret mission, a near-certain death mission, but if successful, the rewards will be enough to secure a good future for their families. Those who are willing to go, bring them to see me individually."

Lei Bao's heart skipped a beat, knowing that the garrison was about to make a big move, and he immediately replied, "Yes! This subordinate will go and do it right away!"

An hour later, Lei Bao returned, followed by twenty elite soldiers. They were all veterans who had survived countless battles.

"Very good." Lin Feng nodded in satisfaction, walked up to them, and scanned them one by one. "You are the sharpest claws and the most piercing eyes in the 'Falcon Battalion.' Now, there is a mission for you to complete. This mission has no reinforcements, no supplies, and may even have no way out. You will go deep behind enemy lines, which may be the northern grasslands or the border mountains, but there is only one objective—"

He paused for a moment: "Find the true grain depots of the Northern Desert Allied Forces, or... find the central command tent of one of their main generals. Then, keep a close watch on it and send back a steady stream of intelligence. If necessary, I will allow you to carry out 'decapitation' or 'supply cut' operations. The means are irrelevant; I only care about the results. Do you dare to go?"

A fierce light flashed in the eyes of the twenty elite soldiers. Without the slightest hesitation, they roared in unison, "Dare!"