Many children, many blessings; a stunningly beautiful wife is given to you right from the start.

The next morning, at Tiebi Pass.

Thump—thump thump—

The war drums of the Zhenbei Army shook the earth.

Thousands of soldiers carried ladders, while another team pushed battering rams.

Under the officer's orders, they launched a chaotic charge towards the massive black wall.

On the city wall, Qin Ruxue gripped the hilt of her sword, motionless.

The Xuanjia soldiers behind them stood like statues, silently watching the surging crowd below the city.

"Sister Yan, aren't we... going to shoot arrows?"

A woman from the Hundred Flowers Camp, watching the approaching enemy troops, couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

Shangguan Yan kept her eyes straight ahead, her voice completely calm.

"Watching a play."

The woman paused for a moment, then realized what was happening and pulled her head back inside.

Soon, the first wave of the Zhenbei Army's offensive reached the foot of the city wall.

A self-proclaimed brave captain, carrying a ladder, was the first to rush to the base of the wall.

He mustered all his strength and slammed the ladder against the wall.

However, an embarrassing scene unfolded.

The ladder, on which so much hope was placed, leaned precariously against the smooth wall, its top... unable to reach even halfway up the wall.

The captain looked up at the towering wall and then at the pitifully short ladder, completely lost in a daze.

The soldiers behind him were also dumbfounded.

How the hell do we get up there?

On the city wall, a woman from the Hundred Flowers Camp looked down at the embarrassed crowd and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

That laugh was like a pebble thrown into a lake, instantly creating ripples.

Soon, silvery laughter began to spread across the city walls, rising and falling in waves.

These usually spirited women laughed heartily, adding a touch of springtime charm to the otherwise austere and imposing city walls.

Meanwhile, the other convoy arrived at the city gate.

"Slam! Slam them all, slam them as hard as you can!"

"One! Two! Three! Crash!"

The massive battering ram, propelled by the combined efforts of a dozen soldiers, slammed violently into the pitch-black gate.

"Bang!"

A dull, loud bang.

But not even the slightest crack appeared on that door.

Instead, the thick battering ram snapped in two with a "crack".

The enormous recoil force threw the soldiers pushing the carts to the ground, scattering them into a heap.

A massive giveaway event.

On the city wall, Qin Ruxue coldly watched the enemy troops below, who were running around like headless flies, as if she were watching an extremely clumsy acrobatic performance.

My husband, this wall is amazing.

"fall."

Qin Ruxue uttered a single word.

The moment the order was given, rows of pre-prepared mechanisms were activated above the city wall.

There was absolutely no need for the soldiers to push it themselves.

Dozens of large pots filled with boiling oil overturned instantly, and the scalding liquid poured down from the sky.

A millstone-sized boulder, accompanied by a whistling sound that seemed to tear through the air, crashed into the ground.

The towering walls and the force of gravity amplified the power of traditional defensive siege equipment by dozens of times.

As soon as the spilled boiling oil hit the ground, it formed a large cloud of scorching oil mist in the air.

The area beneath the city walls instantly transformed into a living hell.

"ah--!"

"My face! My eyes!"

"Run! Run!!"

The attacking troops cried out in despair and fled in disarray, leaving behind a trail of charred and twisted corpses and remains.

Standing at the front of the central army, Yuwen Biao was so enraged by the sight that he almost had a stroke.

He slammed the command flag in his hand to the ground, his obese body trembling with anger.

"Useless! A fucking bunch of useless trash! Idiots!"

Yuwen Biao pointed at the fleeing soldiers and cursed them.

Guo Feng, standing next to him, also looked like he'd swallowed a fly.

He just couldn't understand it; the wall was not only ridiculously high, but also incredibly sturdy.

It was not the "paper tiger" he had imagined at all.

Just who is this Lin Mo?!

Yuwen Biao's anger was still burning. He mounted his horse and, ignoring the obstruction of his personal guards, led the charge to the front of the battle.

"Hey, you on the city walls! Tell Lin Mo to come out! What kind of hero hides in the city?! Does he dare to come out and fight?"

He then pointed at the slender, fiery red figure on the city wall and shouted curses at the top of his lungs.

"And you little bitch, dare you come down and fight me one-on-one! I'll make sure you feel good!"

Qin Ruxue stood on the wall, too lazy to respond.

Seeing that the other party did not react, Yuwen Biao cursed even more fiercely, spitting everywhere and spewing all kinds of foul language.

"What? You're afraid?"

"That's right! A slut should lie in bed and obediently serve a man. What kind of person fights and kills like that!"

"Once I break through Lin Mo's city walls, the first thing I'll do is grab you and put you in bed, then I'll show you what real pleasure is! I guarantee you'll... hahahaha!"

The words that followed became increasingly vulgar and offensive, specifically targeting Qin Ruxue's identity as a woman to humiliate her.

The veins on Qin Ruxue's hand, gripping the sword hilt, bulged out.

But she knew that her task was to stall Yuwen Biao and not to disrupt Lin Mo's entire plan because of a moment of anger.

However, while she could endure it, those around her could not.

Shangguan Yan said nothing, but slowly took the ebony longbow engraved with phoenix patterns from behind her back.

Yuwen Biao was in the middle of a tirade, and in order to make sure the people on the city wall could hear him more clearly...

He spurred his horse forward a few dozen steps, entering a distance he considered absolutely safe.

After all, whose bow and arrow can shoot a thousand meters?

However, just as he opened his mouth, preparing to deliver an even more spectacular rapid-fire delivery...

call out--

A sharp whistling sound suddenly rang out!

Shangguan Yan drew her bow to its fullest extent, the bowstring vibrated, and a jet-black arrow, like lightning, tore through the air and arrived in an instant!

Holy crap!!

Yuwen Biao's pupils contracted sharply, and a chill ran straight to the top of his head.

He didn't even have time to think; acting purely on instinct, he rolled off the horse in a lazy, doggy-style roll.

But the arrow was still a step ahead.

"Pfft!"

The sharp arrow pierced his left shoulder with pinpoint accuracy, the immense force sending his obese body flying backward, a spray of blood blooming in the air.

"ah--!!"

Yuwen Biao let out a pig-like scream in mid-air and crashed heavily to the ground.

However, this is just the beginning.

Before he could react, the second whooshing sound had already arrived!

Yuwen Biao rolled over and hid behind the horse.

call out!

The second arrow struck his warhorse precisely in the neck!

"Ughhhhh—!"

The warhorse, in pain, let out a mournful whinny.

Its hind hooves swung back sharply and then kicked Yuwen Biao squarely in the chest.

"Awooo—!"

Accompanied by a distorted pig squeal.

Yuwen Biao's obese body flew through the air in a comical parabola, like a ball that had been powerfully blasted.

Finally, with a "thud!" it crashed into the pile of fleeing soldiers behind it, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The entire battlefield fell into an eerie silence for a few seconds.

Subsequently, the Zhenbei Army's camp was in complete uproar.

"General!"

"Protect the general!"

"Medical officer! Call the fucking medical officer!"