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

Qi Yanrong, the third place winner, is eleven years old this year. Although she was born in poverty, she has mastered a set of excellent martial arts through her own efforts and talent. Her realm is the great perfection of the Xuan realm. She is an outstanding young general of the Qi family and the younger cousin of Qi Xinyue.

Her face was beautiful, her skin white as snow, and her jade-like features exuded a cool aura. Her eyebrows curved like crescent moons, her black smoky eyeshadow imbued her with a sense of mystery, and her eyes shone with determination and courage. Her lips, painted with a light cherry-colored lipstick, were as alluring as cherries.

She is petite yet slender. Standing approximately 1.65 meters tall and weighing 42 kilograms, her figure is as lithe and graceful as a flying swallow. Her figure is graceful, her waist slender, seemingly so thin it could be held in one hand, yet she possesses boundless strength.

She wore a tight black leather tube top, which only accentuated her slender figure. Beneath it was an unusually ample bust, almost like a fake, giving her a childlike appearance with large breasts, lending her an air of mystery. A black belt hung around Qi Yanrong's waist, from which hung a sharp short knife. The blade gleamed with a cold light, complementing her temperament perfectly. Her horseback weapon was an embroidered broadsword, which brought her unparalleled power and unparalleled might.

She was appointed by the empress as the General of the Southern Expedition and the Commandant of the Right Feathered Guard, and led 2,500 Right Feathered Guards to conquer Jiaozhi (now Vietnam), which was a rainforest area. At that time, Jiaozhi had only more than 10,000 regular troops distributed all over the country. The empress concluded that they did not have time to gather too many troops, so she felt that the brave Qi Yanrong leading 2,500 people should be enough. However, I was cautious and followed closely with 5,000 Zuo Shenwu troops. Anyway, if anything happened, it would be a good opportunity to complete the system task.

Hong Sen, the commander of Jiaozhi, led over ten lieutenants and lieutenants to a direct confrontation with Qi Yanrong. Over a dozen men besieged Qi Yanrong, but Qi Yanrong proved incredibly brave. Undeterred by the dozen or so enemy commanders at the Great Perfection of the Mysterious Realm, she wielded her embroidered broadsword with unstoppable force, slashing each one with each blow. In a short time, she had slain seven or eight of the enemy lieutenants and lieutenants, leaving only three to protect the commander. Over five thousand soldiers were driven back by Qi Yanrong, fleeing frantically. Over five hundred were killed, eight hundred were taken prisoner, and only a little over three thousand escaped. This was a heavy loss for the commander of Jiaozhi, a peak-level Mysterious Realm warrior. He retreated with over three thousand men, only to be reinforced by Nguyen Van Hung, the military advisor, staff officer, and lieutenant. Nguyen Van Hung had brought three thousand men with him, bringing the combined forces to over six thousand seven hundred. Adding nearly nine hundred nearby militia and other secondary troops, this totaled over seven thousand six hundred, more than three times Qi Yanrong's strength. So Nguyen Van Hung made a vicious plan for Hun Sen to kill Qi Yanrong. Qi Yanrong, who was completely unaware of the situation, fell into Nguyen Van Hung's scheme. She just rushed forward and fought hard, but she didn't expect that the other party had set traps for her. She plunged into them and was tragically killed!

After Nguyen Van Hung met with Hun Sen, the two began to plot how to design a trap to kill Qi Yanrong.

They first sent a group of soldiers to pretend to retreat, luring Qi Yanrong into pursuit. Qi Yanrong fell into the trap and led her troops in hot pursuit.

When Qi Yanrong entered a narrow valley, Ruan Wenxiong had already ambushed archers on both sides of the valley. With a command, arrows rained down like locusts, and Qi Yanrong's army suffered heavy losses in an instant.

However, Qi Yanrong did not retreat. She brandished her embroidered broadsword and fought hard to slash at the incoming arrows. However, the enemy was too numerous and she gradually received more wounds.

At this time, Ruan Wenxiong sent another elite force to attack Qi Yanrong's army from the rear. Qi Yanrong fell into the dilemma of being attacked from both sides, and her soldiers began to panic and their formation gradually became disorganized.

Seeing the opportunity was right, Ruan Wenxiong personally led the main force to launch a general attack. They rushed towards Qi Yanrong like a tide and started a fierce close combat with her.

Although Qi Yanrong was extremely brave, she was surrounded by enemies and was the only one fighting alone. She had profound skills and was not under any pressure facing many enemies who were one or two levels lower than her. She quickly killed more than ten Jiaozhi generals and the enemy's encirclement was about to be torn apart in an instant.

Seeing the opportunity had arrived, Ruan Wenxiong led his generals in a retreat. Qi Yanrong, watching the enemy commanders retreat, invigorated herself and relentlessly pursued them. However, as they passed a meadow in a forest, her horse suddenly fell into a pit. She leaped into the air, only to be caught by countless ropes, binding her hands and feet. Then, countless pre-set bamboo swords shot out from all directions, piercing the immobilized Qi Yanrong. Tragically, Qi Yanrong was pierced by these countless swords, her blood spilling all over the ground. Like a gourd on a skewer, she was pierced by dozens of bamboo swords, hanging miserably on the ropes, mortally accepting her fate.

Qi Yanrong's body felt like a sieve pierced by countless bamboo swords. Blood gushed out like a flood, splattering the emerald green grass in patches of frightening crimson. Her eyes were wide open, as if they were about to pop out of their sockets, filled with astonishment and unspeakable pain. Her once beautiful face was now distorted by extreme agony, a hideous sight that was too frightening to even contemplate.

Her limbs were tightly bound, unable to move at all. Each bamboo sword pierced her skin, bringing piercing pain that seemed to tear her soul apart. Her lips trembled, and she let out a faint, painful moan, the sound like a candle in the wind, ready to go out at any moment.

As the bamboo sword continued to pierce her body, her consciousness gradually faded, and the world before her began to blur. However, the instinct for survival was like a powerful force, driving her to fight continuously. Her fingers tightly grasped the rope, and she used all her strength to try to break free, but it was all in vain.

Finally, as if all life force had been drained from her body, she drooped limply, hanging from the ropes like a broken rag doll. Her eyes gradually lost their luster, becoming empty and lifeless, as if all her hopes and dreams had been shattered in that moment. Qi Yanrong, once full of vitality and fighting spirit, was now nothing but a horrible corpse, hanging there silently, a victim of this cruel war.

In this way, Nguyen Van Hung successfully designed a trap, killed Qi Yanrong, and won an important victory for the Jiaozhi army.