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

With Lin Mo's cry of "Let the feast begin!"

On the city wall, dozens of huge, makeshift barbecue grills were lined up in a row.

The charcoal below was quickly ignited, and the flames shot up, soon turning a bright red.

Next came strings of mutton, marbled with fat and lean meat, skewered on iron skewers, and plump chickens, cleaned and brushed with honey.

Large chunks of pork belly, coated in sauce, were all neatly arranged on the shelf.

Yuwen Biao, lying on the door panel below the city, was still cursing and spitting as he spoke.

But as he continued to yell, he suddenly stopped.

Not right.

The wind direction seems to have changed.

A rich, intense aroma of meat, mixed with the smoky scent of charcoal, filled the air.

As if it had grown legs, it followed the wind and burrowed into the nostrils of every Zhenbei Army soldier.

Shila-

Golden oil dripped onto the glowing red-hot charcoal, creating a mesmerizing sound.

The surface of the meat chunks was grilled to a golden brown and crispy perfection, while the rich juices were locked inside by the high temperature.

As they roasted, golden bubbles rushed out one after another.

Cumin, chili powder, secret sauce...

The aromas of various spices are fully released under high temperatures, blending with the original meaty fragrance.

An atmosphere reminiscent of torture permeated the air before the 60,000-strong army.

"Gurgle."

Someone couldn't help but swallow hard.

The sound was particularly jarring in the deathly silent battlefield.

Then, as if it were contagious, the sounds of swallowing, "glug," "glug," rose and fell, forming a continuous chorus.

These soldiers hadn't had a proper meal for several days.

Yesterday, I didn't eat a single grain of rice all day and relied entirely on cold water to keep going. The little food I had in my stomach had long since burned off.

Upon smelling this pungent, toxic odor, they felt their stomachs begin to convulse and spasm.

Every cell in my body was screaming wildly.

I want to eat meat!

On the city wall.

Lin Mo casually pulled a golden-brown, glistening chicken wing off the grill.

He blew on the hot air and slowly took a big bite towards the dark mass of people below.

The outer layer is crispy, and the inside is tender.

The scalding hot meat juices burst instantly in my mouth.

"Hmm, not bad."

He ate while making indistinct comments:

"Old Meng, tell your men to flip it over; this side is a bit burnt."

Meng Hu stood to the side, holding a knife in his hand, his whole body numb.

Lin Mo finished the chicken wing in a few bites, picked up the remaining chicken wing bones, walked to the city wall, and shouted at the top of his lungs.

Hey guys down here! Anyone hungry?

His voice cut through the wind and reached everyone's ears clearly.

"I'm telling you, why are you all so foolish!"

"What's the point of following that fat bastard Yuwen Biao if we can't even get enough to eat?"

"Did you like him because he's old? Or because he doesn't shower?"

"Did you all see that?"

Lin Mo raised another freshly roasted chicken leg high.

"Roasted chicken legs! Freshly roasted! Crispy on the outside and tender on the inside! Want some?"

"They also have whole roasted lamb! Roasted pork belly! Garlic! Spicy! Soy sauce flavor! They have everything!"

He paused deliberately, his voice filled with a devilish allure.

"Now, throw away your junk and come to the city gate!"

"I, Lin Mo, guarantee it with my integrity!"

"Come over, and you'll get all-you-can-eat barbecue and unlimited rice!"

"If anyone doesn't get enough to eat, I'll jump off this city wall right now!"

silence.

A deathly silence.

The 60,000 troops below the city did not respond, but the entire army formation had already begun to visibly sway.

Many soldiers' gazes darted back and forth between the cold weapons in their hands and the sizzling roasted meat on the city wall.

Desire is overcoming discipline.

Hunger is overpowering fear.

Uncontrollable commotion began to rise within the ranks.

"General..." A lieutenant approached Yuwen Biao, his voice trembling, "The brothers... can't hold on any longer!"

Yuwen Biao was so angry that he trembled all over.

He lay on the door panel, his bloodshot eyes fixed on the figure on the city wall leisurely gnawing on a chicken leg.

"puff--"

He couldn't hold back and spat out a mouthful of blood.

What a shame!

He had never suffered such humiliation in his entire life!

This is killing someone by destroying their spirit!

It was becoming clear that some people in the formation had started whispering among themselves.

Some people even lowered their spears; Yuwen Biao knew he couldn't wait any longer.

"Everyone, hold on tight!" he roared with all his might.

"Don't listen to his nonsense! He's just trying to lure us there so he can wipe us all out!"

"Think of your brothers who were blown to pieces!"

His roar brought fear back to the faces of some soldiers.

"Brothers!"

A final flash of madness appeared in Yuwen Biao's eyes.

"This city holds all our provisions! Countless treasures of gold and silver! And beautiful women!"

"If you recapture Zhenbei City, I promise you everything within it!"

"I grant you permission to plunder freely for three days!"

"Whoever is the first to scale the city wall will be rewarded with ten thousand taels of gold and promoted three ranks!"

Under the reward, there must be a brave man.

The allure of massacring the city and the promise of official positions acted like a powerful stimulant, piercing the hearts of these desperate criminals.

The fierce glint in the soldiers' eyes, which had just been suppressed by hunger, was reignited.

It was even more intense and frenzied than before.

"Attack the city!!" Yuwen Biao gave the order with his last bit of strength.

"Kill them all!!"

Boom!Boom!Boom!

The desolate yet urgent sound of war drums finally began.

"kill!!!"

The shouts of battle were deafening.

The black tide finally began to surge, launching a desperate charge against the fortified city walls.

Meng Hu's hand was sore from gripping the hilt of the knife so tightly.

"They're attacking!"

Lin Mo tossed away the chicken bone in his hand and leisurely patted the oil off his hands.

"I saw it."

"It seems that some people only respond to force, not persuasion."

He turned around, the playful smile on his face only growing stronger.

"Alright, we've finished the main course, it's time for some dessert."

"Send the order: Open the doors and welcome the guests!"

With Lin Mo's command.

"Crunch—squeak—"

The heavy winch turned, emitting a buzzing, grinding sound.

The massive, tightly closed city gate of Zhenbei City began to slowly open under the watchful eyes of the crowd.

Under the city.

The foremost wave of that torrent of 60,000 desperate men suddenly halted.

The soldiers at the forefront seemed rooted to the spot, their steps immediately faltering.

"What happened?"

"The door...how did the door open?"