The Bad Girl's Quick Transmigration System: Traveling Back and Forth

Chapter 798 Dawn Breaks, Blades Unsheathed Again

Handing the rebel army's deployment map and attack route map to her sister Lin Ping, Lin Xue's tense nerves finally relaxed for a moment. However, the tense pre-battle atmosphere in the command tent pressed down on her like a tangible weight. She knew this was by no means the end, but the beginning of another, even more severe test. The first light of dawn had pierced the darkness, the dark clouds of war loomed over the camp, and the air was filled with a chilling and resolute atmosphere.

Lin Ping swiftly and precisely assigned the tasks, and the generals accepted the orders with resounding voices, turning to leave. Only the two sisters and a few key advisors remained in the tent. Lin Ping's gaze shifted from the sand table to Lin Xue's dusty yet still bright face, a complex mix of emotions flashing in her eyes—gratification, lingering fear, and, above all, the calm consideration of a commander.

"Xiaoxue, you have done a great service." Lin Ping's voice was a little hoarse, but she couldn't hide her excitement. "This intelligence is enough to turn the tide for us. You have traveled all the way and survived by the skin of your teeth. You should have been able to rest properly."

Lin Xue's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately understood what her sister had left unsaid. She straightened her back, her gaze sharp as a drawn sword: "Sister, the military situation is urgent, I'm not tired. I can infiltrate the enemy camp, and I can fight on the battlefield! Please give me a mission!"

Looking into her younger sister's resolute eyes, Lin Ping saw the same stubbornness and sense of responsibility as her own. After a moment's thought, Uncle Zhang, the old advisor in the tent, known as the "military strategist," spoke up: "General, Miss Xue is exceptionally courageous and agile, and she has a thorough understanding of the rebel army's internal situation. With a major battle imminent, this is the time when manpower is most needed. If Miss Xue can join the battle, she will surely be of great effect."

Lin Ping nodded, walked to the sand table, and pointed to a branch arrow marked "flanking feint" on the rebel attack route map: "The main force of the rebels will launch a fierce attack on the south gate tomorrow, commanded by the newly promoted deputy general Ma Kun. But according to this intelligence, they will also send a 'surprise force' of about a thousand men, led by Zhao Hu's trusted general Sun Biao, to bypass the enemy through the Langya Pass trail on the west side, attempting to raid our rear supply camp. This trail is extremely well hidden and difficult for ordinary people to find; it is clearly a deadly move set up by Zhao Hu before his death."

She paused, then looked at Lin Xue with a serious expression: "Sun Biao is treacherous and cunning, with considerable martial arts skills, and he is quite familiar with the terrain of Langya Pass. Although we have figured out his intentions, deciding who to send to deal with him is a problem. Sending a large force to encircle and suppress him would easily alert him and weaken our frontal defenses; sending a small force, on the other hand, might be insufficient and allow him to break through."

Lin Xue's heart skipped a beat; she understood her sister's meaning. This was an extremely dangerous mission—to both intercept the enemy and conceal their intentions. Perhaps the best way was…

“Sister,” Lin Xue stepped forward, her tone resolute, “Let me go! I’m familiar with stealth and raids, and I understand the rebels’ style. Give me an elite squad, and I’ll definitely ambush them at Langya Pass, ensuring Sun Biao’s demise and guaranteeing the safety of the supply depot!” Lin Ping looked at her sister, a hint of approval flashing in her eyes, but more so with worry: “Xiao Xue, Sun Biao has a thousand men. How many can you lead? Three hundred? Or five hundred? That’s still outnumbered; the risk is too great!”

"It's about quality, not quantity!" Lin Xue's eyes blazed. "Give me two hundred 'Night Owl Guards'! The Night Owl Guards are the elite special operations specialists in the army. I'll lead them, using the terrain to our advantage, and catch them off guard! We don't need to annihilate them completely; just defeating them, delaying their advance, and preventing them from threatening the supply depot is victory! Once the main battle begins, their retreat will be cut off, their morale will collapse, and that will be their end!"

"Night Owl Guard" is a special forces unit personally established by Lin Ping. Its members are all handpicked elites, skilled in night combat, raids, and reconnaissance. Normally, it is directly commanded by Lin Ping and rarely deployed. Lin Xue received rigorous training in Night Owl Guard and is extremely familiar with its tactical characteristics.

Uncle Zhang clapped his hands and praised, "Miss Xue's plan is brilliant! Using a small number of elite troops and relying on the terrain to carry out a harassing ambush to delay the enemy's movements is exactly the Night Owl Guard's forte! Sun Biao thinks he has succeeded and will surely be arrogant and underestimate the enemy. Little did he know that we would be waiting for him at Langya Pass."

Lin Ping took a deep breath and finally made up her mind. She knew Lin Xue's abilities and trusted her judgment. This was a risky move, but high risk often means high reward. She looked at Lin Xue and solemnly commanded, "Alright! Lin Xue, listen to my command!"

"Your subordinate is here!" Lin Xue knelt on one knee, her expression solemn.

"I order you to immediately lead two hundred elite Night Owl Guards, carrying sufficient crossbows, oil, tripwires, and other supplies, and rush to the Wolf Fang Pass trail. You must utilize the terrain to set up an ambush, and relentlessly pursue Sun Biao's surprise attack, slowing down its advance and disrupting its attack plan! Remember, your primary task is to delay and harass, preserving your strength until our main force is free to engage before encircling and annihilating them!"

"Your subordinate obeys! I will certainly not fail in my mission!" Lin Xue replied in a deep voice, her voice full of strength.

"Go ahead! Be careful!" Lin Ping's voice carried a hint of barely perceptible concern.

"Yes!" Lin Xue stood up, turned around, and strode out of the command tent.

Outside the tent, the sun had already risen above the horizon, its golden rays bathing the entire military camp. The soldiers were making their final preparations for battle with tense but orderly precision, sharpening their swords and displaying high morale. Lin Xue found the commander of the Night Owl Guard, a stern-faced middle-aged officer. Upon hearing the order, the commander did not hesitate for a moment, immediately mustering two hundred elite soldiers and assembling them in the square in front of the camp.

Two hundred Night Owl Guards, clad in black, longbows on their backs, and scimitars at their waists, stood silently, their sharp eyes radiating a chilling aura. Lin Xue leaped onto a newly fitted warhorse—a magnificent black steed her sister had specially prepared for her. She reined in her horse, her gaze sweeping over the elite force, and shouted, "Brothers, the rebel Sun Biao's troops are about to launch a surprise attack on our rear! Our mission is to ensure they don't return from Langya Pass! Follow me!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" Two hundred Night Owl Guards shouted in unison, their voices echoing across the surrounding area.

Lin Xue waved her hand, "Let's go!"

With a long neigh, the black horse charged forward. Two hundred Night Owl Guards followed closely behind, like a black lightning bolt, galloping along the path on the west side of the camp towards Wolf Fang Pass, dozens of miles away.

Wolf Fang Pass, true to its name, is an extremely strategically important location. A narrow mountain path winds its way between two mountains, its narrowest point only wide enough for two people to pass side by side, with steep cliffs on both sides, making it easy to defend and difficult to attack. When Lin Xue arrived, there was less than an hour before the rebel Sun Biao's troops were expected to arrive.

"Brothers, move fast!" Lin Xue dismounted and immediately began deploying the troops. "Group one, follow me to seize the high ground on the left and be responsible for the main attack! Group two, seize the right side of the mountain and provide support with crossbows! Group three, set up tripwires and chevaux-de-frise in the mountain path, and prepare oil and rolling stones! Remember, listen to my command: once the enemy vanguard passes, cut off their retreat first, then attack from above! Make sure they can't defend both ends!"

The Night Owl Guard soldiers, well-trained, sprang into action immediately. They climbed the steep mountainside with the agility and silence of monkeys. Soon, all defensive fortifications and attack preparations were in place. Lin Xue stood behind a boulder on the high ground to the left, her eyes fixed on the entrance to the mountain path.

The mountain forest was silent in the morning light, save for the rustling of leaves in the wind. A tense atmosphere filled the air, and everyone's heart was in their throat.

Finally, the faint sound of horses' hooves and voices drifted from afar. The rebels were coming!

Lin Xue gripped her longbow tightly, arrow nocked, her eyes icy. She saw a group of rebel soldiers cautiously appear at the entrance to the mountain path, looking around furtively; they were clearly the vanguard scouts.

The scouts found nothing amiss and assumed the hidden path was foolproof. They gave a signal, and the main force of the rebels began to enter the mountain path. Sun Biao rode a tall horse in the middle of the group, a smug smile on his face, as if he could already see the scene of a successful ambush and a great achievement.

The rebel soldiers filed in, forming a long line. Lin Xue waited patiently until about three hundred rebels entered the ambush area. A cold glint flashed in her eyes, and she suddenly raised the command flag in her hand!

"put!"

Give an order!

The Night Owl Guard soldiers, who were already prepared, immediately took action!

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!" Countless arrows rained down from the cliffs on both sides, accurately hitting the rebels in the mountain path.

"Boom!" In the middle of the mountain road, the pre-buried gunpowder packs were detonated, and the debris and thick smoke filled the air, instantly cutting the rebel army in half!

"Oh no! An ambush!" The rebel vanguard, caught off guard, were all struck by arrows and fell to the ground, their screams echoing everywhere.

Sun Biao's expression changed drastically, filled with shock and anger: "What's going on?! Where did this ambush come from?! Charge! Charge through!"

However, he was met with even more arrows, rolling stones, and burning oil. The oil was ignited, and a raging fire instantly erupted in the mountain path, billowing thick smoke that stung the rebel soldiers' eyes. Tripwires and chevaux-de-frise also proved effective, tripping the leading horses and blocking the ranks behind them.

Like tigers descending from the mountains, the Night Owl Guard soldiers swooped down from the cliffs on both sides, their scimitars gleaming with deadly cold light, reaping the lives of the panicked rebel soldiers. Lin Xue led the charge, her black horse charging wildly through the chaotic rebel ranks, her longbow continuously firing deadly arrows, her scimitar flashing, unstoppable.

Sun Biao was both shocked and furious. He couldn't understand how the imperial army could have discovered such a secret route and set up such a precise ambush. He tried to organize a counterattack, but the mountain path was narrow and the rebels were too crowded to deploy their forces. The Night Owl Guard's attack was like a storm, fast and fierce, leaving the rebels completely on the defensive.

"General! We're surrounded! We can't break out!" the guard shouted anxiously.

Sun Biao watched as his soldiers fell one by one, flames soared ahead, and their retreat was cut off. A wave of despair washed over him. He knew the raid had failed completely. If things continued like this, all one thousand of them would perish here!

"Retreat! Retreat quickly! Return the way you came!" Sun Biao made a decisive decision and issued the retreat order.

However, retreating at this point was easier said than done. The Night Owl Guards clung to them like leeches, refusing to let go. Lin Xue saw through Sun Biao's intentions and shouted sharply, "We can't let them escape! Second group, block the mountain pass! First group, follow me!"

A fierce chase unfolded through the narrow mountain path. The rebels had no will to fight, only wanting to escape, while the Night Owl Guards used the terrain to their advantage, constantly harassing and shooting at their enemies. Sun Biao led his remaining troops out of Langya Pass in a sorry state. Of the thousand-strong force, less than three hundred escaped, and all of them were wounded, demoralized, and no longer capable of launching any attack.

Lin Xue did not pursue relentlessly. Seeing that the main force of the rebels had collapsed and the threat to the supply depot was eliminated, she ordered a retreat. At Langya Pass, corpses littered the ground, and blood flowed like a river. The two hundred Night Owl Guards also suffered dozens of casualties, but they successfully completed their mission and completely thwarted the rebels' sneak attack plan.

Lin Xue stood at the pass of Langya Pass, watching the rebel army flee in disarray. Her face showed no joy, only the heaviness brought by war. She knew that this was only the prelude to the entire great war.

At this moment, from the direction of the main battlefield in the distance, deafening shouts of battle and the rumble of war drums could be heard. Lin Ping's main force had already engaged in fierce fighting with the rebel army's frontal assault force.

Lin Xue wiped the blood from her face and said to the Night Owl Guard commander beside her, "Take stock of the casualties, treat the wounded, and clean up the battlefield. Then, we'll return to reinforce the main battlefield!"

"Yes!"

The sunlight intensified, illuminating the blood-soaked battlefield and Lin Xue's resolute face. She mounted her horse again, the black steed rearing up with a deafening neigh. This messenger, returned from the darkness, having thwarted the enemy's plot, would now plunge into a wider, more brutal frontal battlefield, wielding her sharp blade. Her mission was not yet over; for victory, for her homeland, she must continue fighting! And this battle, deciding life and death, gained even greater odds of victory because of her presence.