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

Lin Fei, the 12-year-old girl general, has reached the Great Perfection of the Xuan Realm. She usually wears a red tight long skirt that outlines her graceful figure. She has gorgeous makeup, and the red eye shadow and lips make her more charming. Her long black hair falls on her shoulders like a waterfall, slightly revealing her fair skin, exuding charming charm.

Lin Fei, now in combat mode, was wearing a set of black leather armor. The tight design perfectly fitted her body, showcasing her powerful lines. The leather armor shone faintly, as if imbued with mysterious power.

She clutched a silver spear, the tip of which gleamed with a cold light, revealing a frightening sharpness. Lin Fei's eyes were firm and sharp, like a falcon's, emitting a fearless aura.

Despite wearing leather armor, Lin Fei's sexy charm could not be concealed. The armor's collar was slightly open, revealing her slender neck and charming collarbone. Her long hair was tied high in a neat ponytail, swaying gently with her movements.

The tight-fitting design of her leather armor accentuated her slender waist and curvaceous figure, which swayed gently with her movements. She was tall and well-proportioned, her legs long and powerful, and her movements were graceful and graceful. Every movement was imbued with confidence and strength, exuding a unique charm. When she wielded her spear, her movements were graceful and agile, like a dance, yet imbued with boundless lethality.

In battle, Lin Fei is not only a brave warrior, but also a beautiful painting. The sharp contrast between her beauty and her murderous nature makes people both fascinated and afraid of her.

However, what Lin Fei never expected was that a huge accident occurred in this first battle. She followed her superior, Captain Renyong's cavalry of a hundred men to fight against an enemy of about 150 people. She was extremely brave. After all, she had reached the state of great perfection in the Xuan realm. Soon, more than 50 enemies were stabbed to death or shot by her spear and crossbow arrows, and the number of people was instantly balanced. Then she killed the enemies and continued to advance.

Soon, all 150 enemy soldiers were killed, and she rushed to the forefront of the battle line with her own 50 soldiers. The enemy deputy general on the opposite side saw a brave female general rushing towards them with unusual attire, and thought she was a general. He immediately arranged for his men to set a trap and wait for Lin Fei's arrival.

The enemy lieutenant's eyes flashed with cunning. He calmly summoned his soldiers and, in a low voice, issued a secret order. Upon receiving the order, the soldiers stealthily moved to the center of the road ahead and began digging diligently. Soon, a massive pit, deep enough to swallow up many men, appeared before their eyes.

But that wasn't all. The deputy commander then ordered them to densely pack the pit with rows of extremely sharp wooden stakes. Like fangs waiting for prey to fall into their trap, those stakes exuded a chilling aura.

Having set the trap, these cunning individuals didn't stop there. They obtained some fresh turf from somewhere and carefully covered the pit, cleverly disguising it as if it were no different from the surrounding ground. If they hadn't known about the deception, no one would have been able to detect the deadly danger hidden beneath the calm surface.

Lin Fei, like a fearless cheetah, was completely oblivious to the deadly danger lurking ahead, galloping forward with her high-spirited soldiers behind her. Just as her nimble steps touched the seemingly ordinary grass, a chilling "crack" suddenly rang out! The smooth grass was suddenly torn apart by an invisible giant hand, revealing a bottomless black hole. Her horse instantly fell into it, and she was thrown straight down.

Lin Fei felt as if her body had suddenly been violently pushed by an invisible hand, instantly losing her balance. Her petite body seemed to have become a kite with its string cut, plummeting downwards. It all happened so quickly, so fast that she had no time to react.

Just as her mind was still blank, several incredibly sharp wooden stakes suddenly burst forth from the endless darkness like demons from hell. These stakes came with such force and speed, like lightning streaking through the night sky, that it was impossible to dodge them. With a cold and cruel aura, they mercilessly pierced Lin Fei's already fragile body.

In an instant, crimson blood gushed out like a flood, splattering the air. It seemed as if the blood transformed into gorgeous yet poignant plum blossoms, blooming and dancing wantonly. Then, these "plum blossoms" fluttered down, slamming heavily onto the surrounding land, staining it a shocking crimson.

Lin Fei's shrill, desperate scream resounded through the air, seemingly piercing the endless darkness and terror. Her beautiful face was distorted by extreme agony, her once rosy cheeks now pale as paper, devoid of any color. Beads of sweat streamed down her forehead, mixing with blood as they dripped onto the cold ground with a dull thud. Her body, pierced by numerous holes, hung between several wooden stakes, a gruesome sight.

Her soldiers were stunned when they saw this. They wanted to rush over to save her, but they were stopped by the enemy deputy general's men. Lin Fei struggled in the trap and tried to climb out, but her injuries were too severe, and every effort made her more painful.

Finally, Lin Fei's endless energy seemed to be drained away, completely depleted. Her delicate body slowly collapsed, a bloody mess, helplessly slumped against several wooden stakes, motionless. Only blood could be seen dripping slowly onto the ground. Her once bright and moving eyes were now filled with endless resentment and deep despair, as if she were still accusing fate of injustice.

Meanwhile, the fifty soldiers who had fought so bravely alongside Lin Fei fell one by one in the thrilling and brutal battle with the enemy. Some were beheaded, others severely wounded, their blood staining the ground beneath their feet. Each soldier was so tenacious and brave, but ultimately they were powerless against an enemy force many times their size and better equipped. Her superior, fifty of his own men, and Lieutenant Renyong himself, also perished in the chaos.

The battlefield was filled with a strong smell of blood, smoke billowed, and shouts and screams were heard. However, as Lin Fei and her soldiers fell one after another, this extremely cruel battle finally ended with Lin Fei's tragic defeat.