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

Sure enough, the German army's policy of luring the enemy deep into their territory soon put the female cavalry unit into a crisis.

On a seemingly peaceful afternoon, the atmosphere in the Great Zhou Roman female cavalry's tent was somewhat tense. Isabena, Lena, Carly, and Natasha, now promoted to generals, sat together, their newly acquired intelligence spread out before them. The intelligence indicated that the main force of the Germanic enemy was massing on the northern border, seemingly preparing for a large-scale frontal assault. The intelligence also highlighted the enemy's relatively undermanned western defenses.

Isabena frowned, carefully examining the intelligence and saying, "If the intelligence is true, this is an opportunity. We can take advantage of their main force in the north and raid the western defenses, disrupting their deployment." Lena nodded in agreement, "Yes, and if we do that, they'll definitely send reinforcements from the north, which will relieve the pressure on our front."

Carly hesitated. After all, she was a scout and had infiltrated a German army camp. She said, "But this information came too easily. Could it be a trap?" Natasha smiled confidently, "Carly, you're just too cautious. On the battlefield, you have to seize the opportunity and strike decisively. Now the enemy has exposed a flaw. If we miss it, we won't have such a good opportunity again."

Finally, several female generals reached a consensus and decided to lead the female cavalry unit to raid the enemy's western defense line.

The female cavalrymen mounted their horses and galloped towards the enemy's western defense line under the cover of night. Along the way, they advanced cautiously but encountered no resistance, which made them secretly happy, thinking that the surprise attack plan was about to succeed.

As they penetrated deep into the enemy's western defenses, they suddenly heard the sharp sound of crossbows piercing the air from the surrounding jungle. Startled, Isabena cried out, "Oh no! We've fallen into a trap!"

The moment the words fell, the entire jungle seemed to come alive, and countless cold rays of light shot out like lightning. These crossbow arrows were extremely powerful and had an extremely long range. Like the scythe of death, they ruthlessly harvested lives.

The female cavalrymen's leather armor was vulnerable to the crossbows and was instantly pierced. Many of them fell from their horses before they could even scream, their blood staining the ground beneath them.

However, this was only the beginning. Immediately afterwards, the enemy's crossbows, hidden in the jungle, also began to attack. Their firing rate was astonishing, and the dense stream of arrows poured down like rain, forming an insurmountable web of death.

The female cavalrymen were thrown into chaos. They panicked and looked for cover, only to find traps everywhere. On the ground, pits filled with swords and bamboo swords were hidden in the grass, like a devil's trap, waiting for prey to take the bait.

Unfortunately, many war horses lost their way in panic and accidentally stepped into these pits. Their hooves were cut by the sharp blades, and the horses neighed in pain, then fell down with a loud bang, throwing the female soldiers on their backs heavily.

In the jungle, enemy traps were triggered one after another. Wooden spikes, studded with swords and knives, shot out from all directions like hidden weapons, making them impossible to defend against. These spikes mercilessly pierced the female cavalrymen's bodies, causing them immense pain and damage.

At that moment, the enemy's catapults in the distance suddenly sprang into action. Like ferocious beasts, they hurled massive stones at the female cavalry. Like meteorites falling from the sky, these boulders slammed into the ground with incredible force, leaving behind a cloud of smoke and dust, creating a devastating mess wherever they went.

The female cavalrymen watched this scene in horror, their horses neighing in fear. However, this was not the worst. What made them even more troubled was that the enemy actually used a crossbow that could be fired from a long distance to launch a surprise attack on them.

This crossbow not only had an extremely long range and high accuracy, but even more importantly, it could be fired from concealed locations, making it impossible to defend against it. The female cavalrymen had no way of forewarning or defense, and could only watch helplessly as the crossbow arrows rained down upon them, causing heavy casualties.

On this battlefield filled with smoke and blood, there are three brave female soldiers, Yulia, Claudia and Adriana.

Yulia, the valiant female soldier, was galloping across the battlefield astride her warhorse. Suddenly, a crossbow bolt, darting like lightning, struck her steed with pinpoint accuracy. The horse's legs gave way, and Yulia was caught off guard, being thrown violently to the ground.

She tried to quickly climb to her feet, but then several more crossbow bolts rained down upon her. They pierced her body mercilessly, and blood gushed out like a fountain, staining her leather armor red. Yulia groaned in agony, her body trembling in a pool of blood, each struggle feeble. Finally, unable to withstand the deadly onslaught, she slowly collapsed into the pool of blood, her eyes closing forever.

Meanwhile, Claudia also suffered misfortune. A crossbow bolt struck her arm with alarming speed, and blood gushed out like a flood. Claudia gritted her teeth, enduring the excruciating pain as she continued to wield her spear, engaging the enemy in a desperate struggle.

However, as she lost more and more blood, her movements gradually slowed. Despite her best efforts, her body's weakness gradually overwhelmed her. Finally, Claudia could no longer hold on. Her spear slipped helplessly, and her body collapsed to the ground like a statue without support.

Adriana's situation was even more tragic. A crossbow bolt, like the Grim Reaper's scythe, struck her chest directly. The arrow easily pierced her leather armor and embedded itself deeply into her body. Adriana let out a shrill scream, her chest ripped apart, the excruciating pain making it nearly impossible to breathe.

Her eyes were filled with despair and pain, but even so, she refused to give up. With her last remaining strength, she fiercely thrust her sword into the enemy. Then, her grip loosened, and the sword fell to the ground with a clang. Adriana's body slowly collapsed, her eyes closing as if the entire world had vanished from her.

In this brutal battle, the Roman female cavalry paid a heavy price. Their bravery and tenacity are admirable, but facing such a powerful enemy, they are powerless.

Isabena watched the devastating scene unfold, filled with remorse. She knew it was her own credulity in believing the false intelligence that had plunged the female cavalry into such a desperate situation. She shouted, "Sisters, we can't just sit there and wait for death. Concentrate our firepower and break out!" Upon hearing the command, the female cavalrymen rallied and, led by Isabena, fought their way out toward the enemy's weakest point...