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

The twelve female generals swept past like an unstoppable whirlwind, their figures like ghosts, swift and agile.

Lin Wan led the charge, her sword slashing like lightning, each strike carrying unparalleled force, tearing through the enemy's body with ease. Lin Rou's swordsmanship was like a raging storm, the dense sword shadows dazzling the eyes, and the enemy was powerless to fight back under her attacks.

Lin Yao's swordsmanship is renowned for its elusive nature. Her blade is as cunning as a venomous snake, capable of striking from unexpected angles. Lin Yao's swordsmanship is so powerful that each strike can cause earthquakes and tremble in fear.

Lin Qi's swordsmanship is like a dancing butterfly, seemingly light but actually concealing murderous intent. Lin Na's sword is like a thunderbolt, capable of crushing the enemy in an instant.

Lin Ru's swordsmanship emphasizes skill, and she always finds the enemy's weakness at the critical moment and delivers a fatal blow. Lin Xue's sword is like ice, freezing the enemy wherever it passes.

Lin Ting's swordsmanship combines both strength and softness, capable of suppressing the enemy with immense force while simultaneously neutralizing their attacks with clever moves. Lin Xia's sword, on the other hand, is like a raging fire, burning with endless murderous intent.

Lin Yan's swordsmanship was known for its speed. Her sword streaked across the sky like a meteor, leaving the enemy unable to dodge. Lin Li's sword, on the other hand, was like a ghost, elusive and unpredictable, making it impossible for the enemy to determine the direction of her attack.

During that horrific massacre of towns and villages, the twelve female generals, like demons emanating from the netherworld, dashed through the smoke-filled, blood-splattered battlefield at lightning speed. Their figures were like butterflies dancing among flowers, light and agile, each movement graceful and effortless. Yet, in stark contrast, the deadly murderous intent emanating from the swords they clutched clenched in their hands shone.

The once peaceful and tranquil village had now become a living hell. Innocent civilians, terrified by the sudden disaster, fled in all directions like headless flies. Deep despair and endless fear were etched on every face, a utter fear of death and a faint hope for survival. Young children clung tightly to their parents' thighs, their heartbreaking cries resounding through the air, echoing long over a land shrouded in blood and slaughter.

Yet, the hearts of these female commanders were as hard as stone, unmoved by the horrific scene before them. They swung their swords with increasing ferocity, their blades flashing with a chilling cold light as they mercilessly slashed at the unarmed civilians. In an instant, blood splattered everywhere, like a fleeting, blooming blood-red flower, dancing freely in the air. The strong, pungent smell of blood quickly permeated every corner of the village.

Accompanied by shrill screams, one after another, resounding through the heavens and earth, like the painful wails of countless wronged souls from the depths of hell. For a moment, this once vibrant village fell into a deathly silence, with only the scattered limbs and gurgling blood on the ground as witnesses of this inhumane massacre.

In the small town, the enemy soldiers attempted to mount a resistance, but their defenses were as fragile as paper before the powerful attacks of the female generals. The female generals' swords were like sickles reaping the lives of their enemies, ruthlessly harvesting them. Their movements were as smooth as flowing water, and each strike was precise and deadly, leaving the enemy powerless to fight back.

Houses collapsed, creaking with a roar that sounded like the earth groaning in pain. Flames raged, devouring everything, while thick smoke billowed, stained the sky inky black. Once peaceful and tranquil towns and villages were now reduced to ruins, strewn with corpses and blood, a scene resembling hell on earth.

However, the twelve Lin sisters did not retreat or pause in the slightest because of the difficulties and obstacles before them. On the contrary, as if driven by an invisible force, they accelerated their pace and rushed towards the Baekje capital without hesitation.

Their beautiful eyes burned with rage and hatred, like two incomparably blazing flames, so fierce they seemed to devour everything in the world, burning it to ash. Gazing at the seemingly impregnable Baekje capital in the distance, it became more than just an ordinary city in their eyes. Instead, it became the ultimate symbol and target of their deepest hatred. For them, the city had become a terrifying entity that they must conquer with all their might, utterly destroy.

Each step they took seemed unwavering, imbued with boundless power, as if the vast earth beneath them began to tremble slightly, sensing their raging rage. The clashing, synchronized steps resounded between heaven and earth, like the deafening roar of war drums, their might soaring into the heavens. This clamor was not only a staunch challenge to the arrogance and invincibility of fate, but also a blatant declaration to those ruthless and heinous enemies of their iron resolve to never retreat or admit defeat!

In that turbulent and war-torn era, the twelve valiant female generals of the Lin family, like tigers descending from the mountains, advanced with unstoppable force. Wherever they went, the Baekje cities between Daifangcheng and the Baekje capital of Sabicheng fell one after another, and entire towns and villages were slaughtered, leaving no survivors.

Soon, these fearless female warriors arrived at the Baekje capital of Sabi, swift as lightning. Inside, Baekje King Buyeo Ui-ja, well aware of the Zhou army's strength, determined his escape was impossible, so he hurriedly fled with his crown prince, Buyeo Long. However, he cruelly abandoned his second son, Buyeo Tae, to face the crisis alone.

Watching his father and brother abandon the city, Buyeo Tai was filled with grief and indignation, yet he refused to surrender. After careful consideration, he resolutely decided to declare himself king and organize his remaining forces to continue a tenacious resistance. Unfortunately, his resistance was ultimately a desperate struggle, and he was ultimately unable to withstand the fierce attack of the female generals of the Lin family. Among them, Lin Yan, the most valiant and skilled, led the charge, charging into the enemy camp and slaying Buyeo Tai with a single blow of her sword, ending the fierce battle.

With Buyeo Tai's death, the fate of the Baekje Dynasty came to an end. The fleeing Baekje King Buyeo Ui-ja and Crown Prince Buyeo Long were also unable to escape the pursuit of the Lin clan's female generals. Soon, they were caught up by the relentless Lin Ru and mercilessly beheaded. Thus, the royal bloodline of Baekje was cut short, and the entire country fell into a state of silence.

Under the ruthless conquests of the Lin family's female generals, all Baekje's soldiers and civilians were brutally slaughtered, their entire people completely wiped out and lost in history. Thanks to the Lin family's female generals' remarkable military exploits, the Great Zhou Empire successfully conquered Baekje. Subsequently, the imperial court decreed that the former Baekje region be established as Shenqiu Road, making it part of the Great Zhou territory and subject to permanent central rule.