Kill the enemy and get a wife? I'll single-handedly slaughter my way through the Northern Barba

Zhang Lu's opening remarks were utterly unpleasant, almost making Lin Feng laugh in exasperation.

He suppressed the urge to roll his eyes and asked, "What is it? Are you talking about Chen Shan?"

Now that he is a squad leader, on par with Chen Shan, he naturally has no fear of the other party.

Zhang Lu rubbed his hands together, his eyes fixed on the sword at Lin Feng's waist, and chuckled, "Let me see this sword first, then I'll tell you."

He had long coveted this sword, but it was a general's sword, and he never had the chance to even touch it on ordinary days.

Is this guy trying to keep me in suspense?

Lin Feng patiently unfastened his sword and handed it over.

Zhang Lu received the sword with both hands, overjoyed, and carefully drew it from its sheath.

With a soft "hum", the sword's blade resembled an autumn pool, its cold light shimmering yet concealed, its sharpness hidden within.

"What a fine sword! Truly a fine sword!"

Zhang Lu cherished the sword, stroking its blade and murmuring, "This sword was crafted by the master swordsmith Qiu Nanshan. In the hands of a master, only the sword's shadow is seen, not the blade itself, hence its name 'Cheng Ying' (meaning 'Shadow Bearer')!"

Lin Feng stood with his arms crossed, raising an eyebrow: "Brother Zhang, have you seen enough? We've been through thick and thin together, so just say what you have to say, don't keep me in suspense."

Zhang Lu reluctantly returned the sword to Lin Feng, his expression turning serious: "Chen Shan is nothing! You are now someone the general values. The one you really need to be wary of is the general's adopted son—Lü Zheng!"

"Lü Zheng?" Lin Feng pondered for a moment, then nodded. "I have a vague impression of him. He's a commander in the Trapped Camp, right?"

"Exactly!"

Zhang Lu instructed, "Lü Zheng has long coveted this Cheng Ying sword. He asked the general for it twice, but the general refused both times."

"He's fiercely competitive and considers himself second only to the general in the Zhenyuan Army. Now that the sword is in your hands, do you think he'll let it go?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Feng smiled calmly: "What he thinks is none of my business! Whom the general bestows the sword upon is his decision; once the sword is in my hands, no one can take it away!"

Zhang Lu looked worried: "You have no idea how ruthless Lord Lü is... Anyway, don't wander around these next few days, stay in the barracks, understand? Hey? Where are you going?"

Seeing Lin Feng turn and leave, Zhang Lu became anxious.

Lin Feng waved his hand without turning his head: "After a day of fighting, it's time to relax and unwind!"

"As for that Lord Lü, if he wants to cause trouble, I'll take him on!"

"I'm off to the brothel!"

Watching Lin Feng lead his men toward the Yichun Courtyard in a boisterous manner, Zhang Lu shook his head helplessly.

We've given all the necessary reminders; we can only hope that Lord Lü won't act impulsively and cause trouble...

Zhenyuan City, Yichun Courtyard.

The courtyard was bustling and noisy, filled with soldiers who came to seek pleasure.

The air above the warm pool was filled with steam. Some men and women embraced and whispered sweet nothings to each other, while others sat around drinking and making merry. Some even showed affection in public without any restraint.

Just as Lin Feng and his group entered the lobby, the noise suddenly stopped, followed by a chorus of whispers.

"Is it him?"

"Who?"

"Who else could it be? It's Lin Feng, the hero who killed a hundred Northern Barbarian Tartars in a single battle!"

"Is it him? So young?"

"Young and strong, his skills in bed must be pretty good!"

"You little slut! My skills are far superior to hers!"

……

Lin Feng's feat of killing a hundred people in one battle had already spread throughout Zhenyuan City.

As the most bustling brothel in the city, Yichun Courtyard was known to everyone.

"Oh my! Young Master Lin, what an honor to have you here! I'm so sorry I didn't greet you properly!"

The madam, swaying her slender waist, quickly approached with small, quick steps.

Her face, plastered with makeup, formed a fawning smile, utterly obsequious: "I thought Young Master Lin had been promoted and wouldn't be coming tonight!"

"Snapped!"

Zhang Ergou slapped the madam's plump buttocks and said in a boisterous manner, "Madam, you know my good nephew's reputation, so hurry up and lead us upstairs! Let me tell you, today we're all going to pick the girls upstairs!"

The madam gave Zhang Ergou a flirtatious glare and chuckled, "Oh? Master Zhang is here too? You're lucky to have arrived early today. There are still a few top-class girls upstairs; I guarantee they'll satisfy you gentlemen!"

Lin Feng's gaze swept across the courtyard, searching for Su Wan'er's figure.

His military achievements are limited, so his priority right now is to improve his strength.

The group followed the madam toward the stairs. Just as they stepped onto the stairs, they heard the carved wooden window on the third floor creak open.

A huge carp lantern hangs above the warm water pool in Yichun Courtyard.

As dusk settles, the lights flicker and dapple.

Inside the window, the courtesan Song Yuwei appeared gracefully, still veiled in a light gauze, concealing half of her beautiful face.

She had a graceful and slender figure, like a willow swaying in the wind, with almond-shaped eyes full of affection and black hair like a waterfall.

Today, she wore a pink ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress), and under the glow of the carp lanterns, her skin was as white as snow and her beauty as radiant as a peach blossom.

"I have heard that a hero has slain a hundred enemies today and protected the people of Zhenyuan City. May I ask which hero it is? I humbly request that the hero come upstairs for a chat."

Her voice was soft and melodious, like a gentle spring breeze.

The courtesan took the initiative to invite the man upstairs, which was a first for the Yichun Courtyard!

The courtyard instantly erupted in chaos.

"My God! What incredible luck did this kid have? He actually got the courtesan to invite him out?"

"Don't talk nonsense. The courtesan only invited him up for a chat; it's not even certain whether he can pass the three tests!"

"Exactly! How could a courtesan of such high status possibly be interested in a mere soldier?"

"You're just sour grapes! Why didn't the courtesan invite you?"

……

All eyes turned to Lin Feng, and Song Yuwei's beautiful eyes followed suit, finally settling on him.

Young and handsome, with a wildness and sharpness honed on the battlefield between his brows, completely different from the rough and fierce strong man she had imagined.

Song Yuwei's heart stirred slightly.

At the same time, a virtual panel popped up in front of Lin Feng's eyes.

The moment their eyes met, the screen displayed: [Song Yuwei's Favorability +5]

Lin Feng was slightly taken aback. Only five points were added?

He killed a hundred people and made such a great contribution. If it were an ordinary woman, she should have gained at least twenty or thirty points of favorability.

"Your heroic deeds in vanquishing the enemy and protecting the people have earned my deepest admiration. I earnestly request that you come upstairs for a seat!"

Song Yuwei spoke again, her tone becoming increasingly gentle.

"Xiaofeng, go for it!" Wang Dahu urged from the sidelines. "If you can sleep with the courtesan, that'll be an incredible stroke of luck!"

Zhang Ergou was so anxious he was jumping up and down: "Fengwa, this is a golden opportunity! Hurry up! Don't embarrass your godfather and Uncle Ergou!"

The crowd stirred and cheered, eager to witness the spectacle of a hero and a beauty.

But Lin Feng remained clear-headed throughout.

With a beauty score of 99, Song Yuwei is undoubtedly the most beautiful woman in Zhenyuan City.

But the price of getting close to her is too high.

To meet her, one needs thirty military merits. After offering fifty military merits, one must pass three tests before one can finally enjoy her beauty.

If you fail to pass the three tests, all the military merits you've worked so hard to accumulate will be wasted.

Beautiful women are desirable, but they are not as important as military achievements and strength.

Without life, even the most beautiful woman has no chance to enjoy life.

Thinking of this, Lin Feng looked up and cupped his hands in a respectful gesture towards the third floor, saying loudly, "Miss Song, I have important matters to attend to today and cannot come upstairs to talk. I will visit you another day!"

Upon hearing this, the madam, Wang Dahu, Zhang Ergou, and the others were all dumbfounded.

The madam quickly grabbed Lin Feng, saying urgently, "Young Master Lin! This is the first time Yuwei has ever invited a man upstairs; such an opportunity is once in a lifetime!"

"You'd better seize this opportunity; it might be your last chance. Why don't you think about it some more?"

Lin Feng ignored the madam and simply gazed quietly at Song Yuwei on the third floor, waiting for her response.

The beautiful woman on the third floor was not angry at all. Instead, she bowed slightly and smiled, "In that case, I will wait here for your good news."

After saying that, she turned around, closed the window, and drifted away.

"Snapped!"

Zhang Ergou slapped his thigh hard, his face full of pain and indignation, and said, "Fengwa, have you lost your mind? Why would you go looking for those vulgar beauties when you have a courtesan to keep you company? You...you've really been bewitched!"

Lin Feng laughed and patted Zhang Ergou on the shoulder: "Uncle Ergou, I know what I'm doing!"

He looked around for a moment and quickly spotted the girl with heterochromia whose body was partially visible. He immediately said, "I'm going to find Wan'er. You guys have a great time tonight and enjoy yourselves!"