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

Just as the enemy general was about to bring his butcher knife down on Lin Huilian's neck, all the enemy officers behind him erupted in deafening cheers. The sound resounded like thunder, resounding through the heavens, even vibrating the surrounding air. It was as if a pack of hungry wolves were cheering on their comrades. Their cheers surged like waves, one after another, seemingly hoping to boost the general's morale, allowing him to quickly decapitate Lin Huilian and then spread the news throughout the camp, demonstrating their prestige and strength.

Greed and cruelty gleamed in the eyes of these enemy generals. They longed for a bloody spectacle, hoping the general would complete the mission as quickly as possible so they could also derive a sense of pleasure and satisfaction. Their gazes were fixed on Lin Huilian, with ferocious grins on their faces, as if to say, "Look, this is what happens when you go against us!" But Lin Huilian remained calm. She stood quietly, her eyes revealing an unyielding and resolute belief.

At that moment, the enemy general, with a ferocious expression, raised his incredibly sharp sword and, with a swift, swift blow, slashed towards Lin Huilian's fair, slender neck. His eyes were filled with ferocity and determination, as if he wanted to rip his enemy into pieces. He held the sword high, roaring furiously, as if pouring all his strength into the blow. The sword flashed through the air, slicing at astonishing speed as it slashed towards Lin Huilian's neck, seemingly on the verge of a ruthless blow.

Lin Huilian's eyes widened as she stared in horror at the gleaming, cold sword. Her face was as pale as paper, and her heart was filled with fear and despair. She knew she could no longer dodge the fatal blow and could only watch helplessly as the sword drew closer.

Just as the gleaming blade was about to fall mercilessly, Lin Huilian's body trembled violently, teetering like a candle in the wind, as if struck by a bolt of lightning as sharp as a sword. Her lips trembled slightly, like petals drifting in the wind, as if she wanted to confide something, but no sound came out. Only a gurgling sound came from her throat, as if a cruel mockery of fate. Her eyes were filled with endless pain and unwillingness, a fervent desire for life, like a raging fire, an unyielding struggle against fate, as hard as steel, as if bidding a final farewell to the world, and an angry curse against all injustice. Her beautiful, tender head, like a ripe fruit, was about to be torn from her delicate body, and her slender neck was about to gushed blood like a fountain. A horrific tragedy was about to fall like a sudden storm...

The surrounding soldiers cried out in shock at this scene, their voices frozen in fear, frozen in the air. They could only watch helplessly as Lin Huilian faced the threat of death, their hearts filled with grief and helplessness. The grief surged like a tidal wave, the helplessness weighed like a boulder. Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and everyone's eyes were focused on Lin Huilian and the sword like a spotlight, as if witnessing a cruel trial.

Lin Huilian's face turned pale, her eyes filled with despair and fear. The big knife flashed coldly in the sunlight, as if mocking her powerlessness.

The soldiers' cries of surprise gradually faded, replaced by a dead silence. Everyone prayed silently in their hearts, hoping that this was just a nightmare.

The enemy general raised his sword high and slashed at Lin Huilian's neck with ruthless force. At that moment, time seemed to freeze, and everyone held their breath, waiting for the fatal blow.

At this time, Lin Huilian tried her best to open her eyes wide, silently praying for a miracle to happen, hoping that someone could save her from danger at this critical moment.

At this crucial moment, a feathered arrow pierced the enemy general's throat. He collapsed, his eyes wide open, butcher knife in hand. Lin Huilian instantly knew it was Sister Xiao. Sure enough, the sound of arrows piercing the air continued as the dozen or so other enemy generals were pierced through the throat and other parts of the body, screaming in agony as they died. With a single swipe of my longsword, I slit the throats of the remaining three generals, instantly clearing the enemy line before Lin Huilian. Lin Huilian was about to smile, but the wound irritated her, and she spat out another mouthful of blood.

Lin Huilian's face, once brimming with joy at having survived, the corners of her mouth curled upward, ready to break into a cheerful smile. Her brows furrowed, her lips trembling slightly as if she were about to say something, but only a faint moan escaped. Her eyes were filled with fear and helplessness, as if she had just awakened from a nightmare. Her already pale complexion was now completely devoid of color, like a blank sheet of paper, a sight that was heartbreaking. However, at that very moment, she suddenly felt a sharp pain radiate from her wounds, as if thousands of tiny needles were piercing her simultaneously. Her smile froze, replaced by a look of pain and shock.

Lin Huilian's face was brimming with joy at having survived the ordeal. The corners of her mouth curled up slightly, ready to reveal a cheerful smile. However, at that moment, she suddenly felt a sharp pain radiate from her wounds, as if thousands of tiny needles were piercing her body simultaneously. Her smile froze, replaced by a look of pain and shock.

Her brows were furrowed tightly, her lips trembling slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but only a faint moan could come out. Her eyes were filled with fear and helplessness, as if she had just woken from a nightmare. Her already pale face was now even more bloodless, like a blank sheet of paper, which made people feel distressed.

Her body trembled slightly from the excruciating pain, like a leaf in the wind, ready to collapse at any moment. She clutched her wound tightly, trying to stem the flow of blood, but the bright red liquid flowed continuously from between her fingers like a flood. Her eyes revealed despair and helplessness, as if she were making a final struggle against fate.

After I rescued Lin Huilian, I immediately jumped on my horse, fed her a pill, and then rode away quickly, taking the soldiers, archers, and crossbow battalion with me for cover, and quickly broke away from the enemy.