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

"Catch that woman! Get her alive!" Wang Hu's roar was like thunder, echoing across the chaotic city walls. His bloodshot eyes were fixed on the fiercely fighting Li Xueruo, like a beast stalking its prey.

Li Xueruo's shoulder blade was split open by the giant axe, the excruciating pain nearly causing her to faint, yet she held on with incredible willpower. She knew that if captured alive, not only would she suffer endless humiliation, but the sacrifices of her fellow Snow Blade members would also be in vain. She gritted her teeth, sweat and blood mixing, blurring her vision, but she held the sword tightly in her hand, pointing it at the approaching enemy.

The centurion of the "Wolf Fang Camp" was forced back by Xiaohua's arrow. A trace of anger flashed across his face, and then he grinned, "You bitch, you still have the energy to shoot? Wait, I'll see how you shoot again!"

He waved his hand fiercely: "Archers! Crossbowmen! Go! Shoot them into hedgehogs! Except for the female leader, leave no one alive!"

Following his command, the already prepared archers and crossbowmen of the Wolf Fang Battalion immediately advanced. They chose not to engage in close combat, but to use long-range firepower to completely annihilate this trapped female soldier squad!

"Shhhhhh!"

A dense swarm of arrows, like a swarm of locusts, covered the sky and the sun, and descended upon the remaining twenty-odd female soldiers of the Snow Blade Squad! The archery skills of these "Wolf Fang Battalion" archers far surpassed those of ordinary soldiers. Their arrows were precise and fierce, each one aimed at the gaps in the female soldiers' defenses.

"Raise the shield! Raise the shield quickly!" Li Xueruo shouted hoarsely while enduring the severe pain.

The remaining female soldiers immediately gathered together, stacking the few remaining shields and the bodies of the enemy soldiers to form a simple defensive circle.

"Ding-dong! Puff-puff-puff!"

Arrows rained down upon shields and corpses, making a tooth-grinding, dense sound. The wooden shields were instantly shattered like hedgehogs, sending sawdust flying. Many arrows pierced through the gaps in the shields, or flew over the edges, striking the female soldiers within the circle.

"Ah!" With this agonizing scream, everyone's attention focused on the young female soldier named Cui'er. An arrow had mercilessly pierced her thigh, sending blood gushing out like a fountain. She collapsed to the ground in agony, her body trembling uncontrollably, her face as pale as a sheet of paper.

Cui Er is the youngest member of the squad. At only eleven years old, she should have grown up carefree under the care of her parents, but the cruelty of war has pushed her to the brink of life and death. This is her first time on the battlefield, and facing such a tragic scene, she is clearly unprepared.

"Cui'er!" Seeing this, Hongxia, standing nearby, was terrified and rushed over to help her up. However, just as she was about to touch Cui'er, another arrow streaked towards her like lightning, striking her squarely in the back. The arrow pierced her chest, sending a stream of crimson blood splattering beside Cui'er.

Hongxia's eyes widened, filled with resentment and despair. She slowly fell, her body hitting the ground with a dull thud. She was the most optimistic girl in the squad, always singing folk songs from her hometown in her sweet voice, bringing a sense of warmth from home to this battle-ridden team.

"Sister Hongxia!" Xiaohua was filled with grief and indignation. She continued to shoot arrows from her bow, but her strength alone seemed so insignificant in such a dense rain of arrows. Her arrows were soon used up, and she could only draw the dagger at her waist and wave it in vain.

"Swish!" A crossbow arrow hit Xiaohua's abdomen. Her body shook violently. She slowly lowered her head and looked at the crossbow arrow stuck in her belly. The crossbow arrow pierced her belly, entered through her belly button, and exited through her back.

"Swish!" Accompanied by a slight sound of breaking through the air, a crossbow arrow came rushing like lightning and hit Xiaohua's abdomen at an astonishing speed.

Instantly, Xiaohua's body felt as if struck by an irresistible force, and began to tremble violently. Her body involuntarily tilted forward, as if it had lost its support.

She slowly lowered her head, her gaze fixed on the crossbow bolt lodged deep within her stomach. Like a demon's fang, the bolt pierced her body mercilessly, entering through her belly button and exiting through her back, leaving a hideous, bloody hole.

Blood gushed out of the wound like a flood, splashing onto her clothes and quickly staining a large area red. The bright red formed a sharp contrast with her pale face, which was shocking.

Xiaohua's eyes widened, filled with despair and astonishment. She couldn't believe what was happening before her eyes. How could this be possible? She was the sharpshooter in the team, having used her incredibly accurate arrows to kill enemies from a hundred paces away countless times.

However, at this moment, she has become the victim of someone else's arrow. What an irony!

Xiaohua's eyes were filled with disbelief. She was the sharpshooter of the squad, countless enemies had fallen to her arrows, but ultimately, none of them could dodge the fatal blow. "Captain... I'm sorry... I... couldn't hold on..." With her last bit of strength, she looked at Li Xueruo, then her eyes widened and she remained motionless. A warm liquid flowed from between her legs, a sign of her incontinence.

"Xiaohua!" Li Xueruo's eyes were bloodshot and her heart felt as if it was being cut by a knife.

However, the nightmare had just begun.

"Crossbow cart! Ready! Fire!" Followed by the roar of the centurion of the "Wolf Fang Camp".

Two massive crossbow carts were wheeled in. These carts were powerful weapons for defending the city, capable of firing dozens of heavy crossbow arrows several feet long at a time. They had a long range and immense power, enough to penetrate heavy armor!

"Om-!"

The bowstring of the crossbow cart made a dull sound, and more than a dozen heavy crossbow arrows flashing with cold light, like poisonous snakes coming out of a cave, shot towards the female soldiers' last defense circle with a whistling sound that tore through the air!

"Scatter quickly!" Li Xueruo roared, wanting everyone to hide, but it was too late.

The crude shield defense circle was as fragile as paper in front of the heavy crossbow arrows and had no resistance at all.

"Puff! Puff! Puff!" The sound of crossbow arrows hitting the shield, and the subsequent sound of flesh being torn, came one after another, without stopping.

"Zhao San!" A startled cry rang out, and everyone's eyes were focused on the tall Zhao San. To protect the two young female soldiers behind her, she unhesitatingly used her body to block two heavy crossbow bolts. The immense force of the impact pinned her body to the city wall, as if it were nailed.

Blood gushed out of Zhao San's mouth, as if all the blood in her body was about to be sprayed out. Her eyes quickly dimmed, and her once bright eyes became empty and lifeless.

Zhao San was the team's strongest woman, always eager to do the most strenuous work without a complaint. Her immense strength allowed her to easily lift weights that others struggled to bear. Yet, at this moment, she felt so powerless that a crossbow bolt easily knocked her to the ground.

"Third Sister Zhao!" Lin Lan was terrified upon seeing this. She brandished her Mo Dao, desperately trying to block the deadly crossbow bolts. However, despite her best efforts, a crossbow bolt pierced her chest like lightning.

Lin Lan groaned, her body trembling violently. The Mo Dao in her hand fell to the ground with a clang, as if it had lost its life support. Then, her body seemed to lose its strength and fell limply.

Lin Lan is Chen Yue's best partner. She is usually taciturn and doesn't talk much, but she always stands up and protects her teammates at critical moments.

"Lin Lan!" Chen Yue's left arm had long been crippled, unable to move, but she didn't flinch. In this life-or-death situation, she unhesitatingly used her body to tightly protect the female soldier "Xiao Cao" who had been injured in the leg.

However, the enemy's attack came so swiftly that a heavy crossbow arrow flew through the air like lightning and hit Chen Yue's back fiercely. The arrow was so powerful that it penetrated her body and exited from her chest.

Chen Yue's body trembled violently, and a large mouthful of blood gushed out of her mouth like a fountain, instantly staining Xiao Cao's face red. The warmth of the blood seemed to still carry the last trace of Chen Yue's life force.

"Live..." Chen Yue used all her strength to utter these three words with difficulty. Her voice had become hoarse and weak, but the power contained in it was impossible to ignore.

After saying his last words, Chen Yue's head tilted weakly, his eyes slowly closed, and he lost all life. This experienced veteran, the deputy captain of the Snow Blade Squad, had fallen on the charge, sacrificing his life to protect his comrades.

Xiaocao held Chen Yue's cold body, tears pouring out like a flood, mixing with Chen Yue's blood and flowing down her cheeks. She couldn't accept this cruel reality. Chen Yue was the person she respected the most and her most reliable support on the battlefield.

Heartbroken Xiaocao grabbed the dagger from Chen Yue's hand and rushed towards the enemy like an enraged beast. She had only one thought in her mind: revenge for Chen Yue!

"Swish!" However, the enemy's arrows rained down again. Like the Grim Reaper's scythe, one arrow accurately struck Xiaocao's throat. Her body suddenly froze, and the dagger in her hand fell to the ground with a clang.

With endless grief and unwillingness, Xiaocao's body slowly fell down, and finally lay side by side with Chen Yue's body.

One after another, familiar figures fell under the enemy's attack. They were all members of the Snow Blade Squad, comrades who depended on each other for life and death.

"Sister Mei" was not spared either. She was shot in the abdomen by three crossbow arrows shot simultaneously (from three crossbows) and died on the spot.

"Dong'er" tried to cut off the incoming arrow with a dagger, but was hit in the eye by another arrow.

"Yunxi", "Wanqing", "Yuxiu"... They used to be the most beautiful scenery in the military camp and the sisters who trusted each other the most. But now they are like withered flowers, falling one after another in the dense rain of arrows, and their blood dyed every inch of land on the city wall red.

Despair shone in Yunxi's eyes. She gripped her sword tightly, trying to block the rain of arrows. However, a sharp arrow struck her chest, the arrowhead lodging deep within her heart, sending blood gushing out. Her body trembled violently, the sword slipping from her grasp, and her eyes gradually lost their luster.

Wanqing's face was filled with pain. She dodged the arrows, but several still struck her in the abdomen and legs. She struggled to hold her body together, trying to continue fighting, but as blood continued to flow, her strength gradually drained away. Finally, a fatal arrow struck her throat. A low groan escaped her throat, and her body slowly collapsed.

Yuxiu's beauty was obscured by blood and death. She swung her spear, attempting to shield her sisters from the incoming arrows, but the enemy's arrows were too numerous and dense, and her efforts were in vain. An arrow struck her between the eyebrows, and her gaze instantly became empty as she fell backward.

As they fell, the ground on the city wall was dyed crimson with blood, as if telling the cruelty of this brutal battle. Their lives ended abruptly at this moment, leaving behind only endless sorrow and hatred for the enemy.

Li Xueruo watched helplessly as her sisters perished before her, the grief and rage within her erupting like a volcano. She wanted to rush forward, to avenge her sisters, but her body felt heavy as if it were filled with lead. The excruciating pain in her shoulder blade completely numb her left arm, and the wounds on her body continued to bleed, sapping her last bit of strength.

Her vision began to blur, and all she could hear were the whistling of arrows, the enemy's hideous laughter, and the faint screams of her sisters.

Twenty...Ten...Five...

In the end, only Li Xueruo was left.

She stood alone on the city wall with corpses everywhere, surrounded by layers of "Wolf Fang Camp" soldiers. The cold arrows and crossbow bolts were aimed at her like the fangs of poisonous snakes.

Her red bikini leather armor was already soaked in blood and tattered. Her long hair was draped over her shoulders, stained with blood and dust. Her face was as pale as paper, her lips were chapped, and her eyes were filled with bloodshot and endless sadness.

She still held the longsword tightly in her hand, the tip of the sword resting on the ground, supporting her shaky body. She looked at the bodies of her sisters at her feet: Wu Juan, Xiao Hua, Chen Yue, Zhao San, Lin Lan... Vivid faces flashed before her eyes, their smiles, their words, their unwilling eyes before death...

"Sisters... I'm sorry..." Li Xueruo's voice was hoarse and filled with tears of blood.

She suddenly raised her head, a final glimmer of determination flashing in her eyes. She was going to die here, alongside her sisters!

She used up all her strength, dragged her broken body, let out a shrill roar, and rushed towards Wang Hu, waving her sword!

"Looking for death!" Wang Hu's eyes flashed with disdain and cruelty. He waved his hand: "Shoot! Shoot her! Don't kill her!"

"Shhhhhh!"

Several arrows shot at Li Xueruo at the same time!

She was no longer able to dodge.

An arrow hit her right leg!

An arrow hit her right arm!

An arrow hit her lower abdomen!

Severe pain instantly swept through her body.

Li Xueruo's body shook violently, and the sword in her hand could no longer be held, and it fell to the ground with a clang. She stumbled a few steps, and finally fell heavily in a pool of blood, splashing a lot of blood.

She struggled to get up, but her body was completely unresponsive. She could only lie in a pool of cold blood, staring at the gray sky, feeling the life slowly draining from her body.

"Captain...we...tried our best..." I seemed to hear the sisters' voices ringing in my ears again.

"Yes... we tried our best..." A sad smile appeared at the corner of Li Xueruo's mouth, the light in her eyes gradually dimmed, and finally she lost consciousness completely.

"Hahaha! We caught her! We caught this female leader!" The soldiers of the "Wolf Fang Camp" cheered excitedly.

Two soldiers from the "Wolf Fang Battalion" stepped forward, roughly dragged the unconscious Li Xueruo up, and tied her up tightly with rough ropes.

Wang Hu walked over to Li Xueruo's "corpse" and kicked her to confirm that she was still breathing. He nodded with satisfaction and said, "Take her away! Keep her under strict guard! I want to thoroughly interrogate this ignorant bitch!"

He turned around and looked at the corpses of female soldiers scattered all over the ground. A sinister smile appeared on his face. "Throw the bodies of these bitches over the city wall! Let those Northern Expedition troops outside the city see for themselves! This is what happens to those who dare to attack Black Wind City!"

An icy wind blew across the city walls, stirring up dust and the stench of blood. The Snow Blade Squad, an elite unit of fifty fearless female soldiers, had been completely annihilated after sacrificing everything they had. With their lives and blood, they composed a tragic and majestic elegy on the walls of Black Wind City.

On the top of the city wall, there were only corpses lying all over the place, broken weapons, and the blood-stained banner with the word "snow" stuck upside down on the ground. It swayed weakly in the wind, as if silently telling of the fierce battle that had just taken place.

Li Xueruo, the last survivor of the Snow Blade Squad, fell into the hands of the enemy. What awaits her is an unknown fate and endless torture.