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

The night was as dark as ink, weighing heavily on the land surrounding Sunset Gorge Pass. Bishan and Martha stood atop the pass, gazing down at the darkness below. Their gaze fell on the distant enemy camp, hidden by the trees. It was a crucial enemy stronghold in the area, a malignant tumor that posed a formidable threat to the pass's security.

The Germanic and Roman female infantrymen gathered silently at the foot of the pass. They wore black leather armor that blended seamlessly with the night, as if they were warriors born from the darkness. Their faces were painted black, revealing only their bright eyes, like twinkling stars in the night sky. Today's female soldiers, especially the infantry, have been trained in the combat methods of ancient special forces. I've disseminated modern SWAT training methods to the commanders of each region. Yu Shanshan's female soldiers are among the fastest and best learners in the overseas territories, far superior to those under Liu Yuan. After all, Liu Yuan herself has been obsessed with pleasure, indulging in extravagant indulgences in her palaces. Her expansionist campaigns in South and Southeast Asia were led by women soldiers like Parvasa and Sikou Jing, while she herself remained in her magnificent palaces in the capitals of the three kingdoms she primarily controlled, enjoying a life of luxury. Prince Liu Yuan of Qi's palace and her jewelry are all made of gold, and her fingernail and toenail polish is made of mercury, a truly luxurious experience. Her tongue and lip rings are also made of silver rings laced with mercury.

Bishan whispered to everyone, "Sisters, tonight we must surprise the enemy. Everyone, remain silent and obey." Her voice was deep and firm, like an order in the darkness. The female warriors nodded, their eyes revealing determination and courage, as if telling the world that they were invincible.

Bishan waved gently, signaling the troops to advance. Like ghosts, the female warriors moved silently through the woods, advancing toward the enemy camp. Their steps were light and nimble, as if they were dancing in the darkness. Each step was filled with power, each movement precise and decisive.

Inside the camp, the enemy's campfires flickered faintly in the darkness. Patrolling soldiers trudged along lazily, oblivious to the approaching danger. Bishan and Martha, leading the female warriors, lurked in the shadows like a pack of black panthers, waiting for the perfect moment.

Finally, the moment arrived. At Bishan's command, the female warriors rushed towards the enemy camp like arrows. Their weapons flashed with a cold light, drawing deadly arcs in the night. The enemy was caught off guard by this sudden attack, and their cries of terror echoed in the night sky.

Battle erupted instantly, and the female warriors engaged in a fierce clash with the enemy. Their agility was unparalleled, and every strike carried a deadly threat. The Germanic female infantrymen wielded their massive axes, felling enemy after enemy; the Roman female soldiers deftly wielded their short swords, stabbing the enemy's vital points. Blood splattered in the darkness, staining the ground crimson.

Bishan and Martha led the charge, their courage and wisdom inspiring the other female warriors to move forward bravely. Under their leadership, the female warriors gradually gained the upper hand and pushed the enemy into a desperate situation.

Ultimately, the enemy camp was completely breached, and the enemy fled in all directions. Standing atop the ruins of victory, the female warriors beamed with pride and joy. With their courage and strength, they had defended the pass, proving the power of women.

They advanced along a secluded path toward the enemy camp. Moonlight filtered through the trees, casting dappled shadows on the ground. Along the way, they carefully avoided enemy patrols. Suddenly, they heard soft footsteps ahead. Bishan signaled for them to halt and hide in the nearby bushes. It turned out to be an enemy patrol. They waited quietly for it to pass before continuing on their way.

As they approached the enemy camp, they discovered several improvised defenses and sentries stationed around it. Bishan and Martha discussed the situation and decided to split their forces into two groups. One group, led by Martha, would launch a feint attack from the front of the camp to draw the enemy's attention, while the other, led by Bishan, would infiltrate the camp from the side and destroy the enemy's tents and supplies.

Martha led a team of female warriors, quietly approaching the front of the camp. They launched a sudden attack, their cries shattering the night's tranquility. Startled by the sudden attack, the enemy fled from their tents, ready to engage. Meanwhile, another team of female warriors, led by Bishan, had successfully infiltrated the camp's flank. They quickly dispatched several sentries and stormed into the tents.

The camp erupted in chaos. The female warriors, brandishing their swords, engaged the enemy in close combat. The Roman women, using their exceptional fighting skills, defeated the enemy without a fight. The Germanic female infantry, using their superior strength, destroyed the enemy's tents and supplies. For a moment, flames shot up into the sky, and shouts of killing echoed throughout the camp.

The enemy gradually realized their mistake and began to organize a counterattack. They pounced on the female warriors like hungry wolves, trying to surround them. But Bishan and Martha worked together like a pair of battle-hardened generals, commanding the female warriors to flexibly respond to the enemy's attacks.

Bishan's limber form darted through the enemy lines like a swallow. Her sword slashed through the air in sharp arcs, each swing carrying a deadly threat. Enemy attacks surged like a tide, but she always managed to sidestep at the critical moment, avoiding the enemy's sharp edge and stabbing them in the chest with her sword. The enemy screamed and fell to the ground, their blood staining the ground red.

Martha was no less impressive. Her agility was that of a leopard, and she led the female warriors through the enemy lines like a whirlwind. Her spear wielded with gusto, each thrust carrying the force of thunder. Enemies felled under her assault, clearing a path for the female warriors to reach the center of the camp.

In the fierce battle, an enemy seized the opportunity and pounced at Bishan like a ghost. With her sharp eyes, Bishan instantly perceived the enemy's intention. She dodged to the side with a fluid movement, sending the enemy's attack carelessly evading her. Then, Bishan's sword stabbed out with lightning speed, striking the enemy squarely in the chest. The enemy let out a shrill scream and fell backward, slamming heavily to the ground.

Martha also displayed remarkable courage and wisdom in the battle. She commanded the female warriors to work closely together, forming an indestructible fighting team. They would sometimes disperse, distracting the enemy's attacks; sometimes they would concentrate and deliver a fatal blow. Under Martha's leadership, the female warriors bravely advanced, advancing continuously towards the center of the camp.

The battlefield was filled with a tense and intense atmosphere, with shouts of war and the clash of weapons resounding through the air. The female warriors darted through the flames of battle, their courage and tenacity commanding admiration.

After a bitter battle, the enemy was finally defeated. The camp was destroyed, and all supplies burned. The female soldiers cheered, having successfully completed their mission. However, they did not let their guard down and quickly evacuated the camp.

When the eastern sky turned pale, the female warriors returned to Sunset Gorge.