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

Su Jin learned that Zhao Rou had been lured deep into the enemy's territory, and quickly sped up her rescue efforts, but was blocked by the enemy. More than 10,000 enemy soldiers blocked her way, and she was extremely anxious.

Just then, reinforcements finally arrived at the battlefield. Han Shuang and I rushed to the valley where Zhao Rou's troops were stationed. Han Shuang led the charge, immediately commanding his men to engage the enemy. I, anxiously, rushed to Zhao Rou, wanting to check on her injuries.

The battlefield was thick with smoke, and the cries of battle and the clatter of horses' hooves resounded through the air. Han Shuang's army engaged in a fierce battle with the enemy, with swords flashing and shadows clashing, and the air filled with the smell of blood. However, my mind was completely focused on Zhao Rou, and I had no time to think about anything else.

When I hurried to Zhao Rou's side, the sight before me made my heart leap into my throat. Her face was as pale as paper, bloodless, and she lay motionless on the cold ground, as if lifeless. A wave of intense worry and uneasiness washed over me. I rushed over to her side, my hands trembling as I frantically began to examine her injuries.

Her fragile frame was covered in scars, a horrifying sight. Blood oozed from numerous wounds, staining her once-imposing armor a vibrant crimson. Each wound stung my eyes like a sharp blade, leaving me breathless with the pain. Seeing her so weakened, I was overwhelmed with remorse and regret. I hated myself for not arriving sooner, for not being able to protect her in that crucial moment, allowing her to suffer this.

I carefully lifted Zhao Rou to her feet and gently wiped the blood from her face. She opened her eyes slightly, a hint of fatigue in them, but she forced a smile and said, "I'm fine... Don't worry..." I held her hand tightly, telling her to stay strong and persevere. Then, I quickly arranged for soldiers to transport Zhao Rou to a safe area and sent for a military doctor to treat her injuries.

Meanwhile, Han Shuang's troops fought bravely on the battlefield, gradually gaining the upper hand. Demonstrating tenacious fighting spirit and fearless courage, they pushed the enemy back. Han Shuang wielded her embroidered velvet knife, each swing accompanied by a sharp whistling sound that struck fear in the enemy. Her soldiers followed his lead, working in close coordination to form an impenetrable defensive line.

The enemy's attack surged like a tidal wave, but Han Shuang's troops remained as steady as a rock. With unwavering faith and fearless courage, they withstood the enemy's attacks, repelling them time and again. The battlefield was filled with smoke and the scent of blood, while the cries of killing and the clashing of weapons resounded through the air.

After a thrilling, gripping, and fierce battle, Han Shuang's troops finally gained a decisive advantage. The enemy's defenses began to crumble, unable to withstand Han Shuang's overwhelming force. They fled like frightened birds, each one in disarray. Han Shuang, of course, would not let this rare opportunity slip away. She led her high-spirited troops in a relentless pursuit of the defeated enemy, giving them no respite.

This victory was hard-won, thanks to the heroic fighting of Han Shuang and her men. They forged the foundation of victory with blood and sweat, demonstrating unparalleled loyalty and bravery. This battle not only validated Han Shuang's military prowess, but also brought this young general to wider recognition, earning her even greater respect and acclaim.

In this thrilling war, Han Shuang's name became a legendary hero. Her courage and wisdom became a role model admired by countless people, inspiring even more to fight for their country and justice. This victory not only changed the course of the war but also laid a solid foundation for future peace.

After the battle, I gazed with a heavy heart at the corpses and wounded soldiers strewn across the ground. The pain of war is heartbreaking, but we must remain steadfast and press forward. I tasked Han Shuang with leading the troops in pursuit of the enemy and utterly annihilating this rebel group. By this time, thanks to the remarkable effectiveness of my medicine, Zhao Rou had nearly recovered and requested to join the fight, saying, "Let me join the fight." Leading five thousand elite troops, Zhao Rou pursued the main force of the rebels like a whirlwind. Her gaze was resolute, her spear flashing with a cold gleam, her heart focused on a single goal: to completely crush the rebels.

The main rebel force panicked upon seeing Zhao Rou leading her troops in pursuit. They attempted to organize a resistance, but were quickly thrown into disarray by Zhao Rou's fierce attack. Zhao Rou led the charge, charging into the enemy lines. Her spear was like a dragon emerging from the sea, each swing unleashing a bloody hail.

The rebels looked at Zhao Rou in horror, her bravery intimidating them. However, Zhao Rou's attack did not stop. She shuttled through the enemy troops like a ghost, and wherever she went, the enemies fell one after another.

Amidst the fierce battle, Zhao Rou finally found Li Ji, the King of Shu. Li Ji was attempting to command the rebels to reorganize their defenses, but Zhao Rou's presence thwarted his plans. A flash of murderous intent flashed in Zhao Rou's eyes, and she charged at Li Ji, brandishing her spear.

Seeing this, Li Ji quickly drew his sword and engaged. The two clashed instantly, and for a moment, it was difficult to determine the winner. However, Zhao Rou was more agile, and she constantly changed her moves, gradually putting Li Ji in a passive position.

Finally, Zhao Rou found Li Ji's weakness and thrust her spear straight through his chest. Li Ji screamed and fell into a pool of blood. Zhao Rou drew her spear and looked at Li Ji's body, her heart filled with the joy of victory.

With the death of King Li Ji of Shu, the rebels completely lost their will to resist and surrendered one after another. Zhao Rou's heroic performance brought the war to a perfect end.

She finally proved herself. After the baptism of this war, she grew from a girl into a real general (when she was being treated, we found out that she had just turned seventeen). These girls are showing their charm in their most beautiful years and making the world a better place.