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

Zhenyuan City, the southern city wall.

Liu Ruyan leaned almost half her body out of the battlement, standing on tiptoe to look down, her expression anxious.

Suddenly, a pair of strong hands grabbed the embroidered sash at her waist and pulled her back sharply.

"The wind is strong at night, watch your step!"

"If anything were to happen to you, how would I explain it to my aunt?"

King Zhou Li Ji's voice carried a hint of helplessness.

Liu Ruyan broke free from his grasp, displeased, and said, "Your Highness, don't pull me! I want to see what that Lin Feng is going to do to that girl!"

Tonight is the time for the three thousand Zhenyuan troops to set out on their expedition.

This matter was not only of concern to Zhang Liao and Su Mo, but also to the three princes.

Li Ji even personally went up to the city wall to see the army off.

"With thousands of soldiers below the city walls, and Lü Zheng and Li Ping'an by his side, what could Lin Feng possibly do to that girl?"

Li Ji gently tapped Liu Ruyan's head, his tone teasing, "You don't necessarily think of him as one of those frivolous customers in the capital's entertainment district, do you?"

Liu Ruyan grew increasingly indignant, pointing down at the city walls, and hurriedly argued, "Your Highness is unaware, Lin Feng is only a few years old, yet he already has two wives!"

"I visited his wife, and she was so beautiful, like a fairy descended from heaven. He must have used a lot of sweet talk to marry such a beauty."

"Look at that girl down below the city wall, so pretty and delicate, behaving so intimately with him. He might be seducing her again, hoping to marry her..."

Li Ji raised an eyebrow slightly, his gaze scrutinizing Liu Ruyan's face.

"Ruyan, why have you been staring at Lin Feng so much these past few days? You can't stop talking about him."

"Could it be that you've fallen for him because of his exceptional talent in both literature and martial arts?"

Liu Ruyan felt a pang of guilt under his gaze, hastily placing her hands on her hips and forcing herself to remain calm: "Who admires him? There are so many handsome young men in the capital, none of whom I even look at, how could I possibly be interested in him?"

As she spoke, she dared not meet Li Ji's gaze again.

He hurriedly turned to look outside the city, only to see Lin Feng riding his horse under the moonlight, catching up with the soldiers who had left earlier.

His tall, straight back under the moonlight made Liu Ruyan's heart tremble for no reason.

"It's clearly His Highness's attitude towards him that's stranger..."

Liu Ruyan quickly changed the subject, turning her attention to Li Ji: "His Highness Prince Qin values ​​him highly, and His Highness Prince Jin actively befriends him, yet you praise him every day but never take the initiative to get close to him. Why is that?"

Upon hearing this, Li Ji smiled warmly.

"A gentleman seeks harmony but not uniformity; a petty person seeks uniformity but not harmony."

"While I admire Raymond Lam's skills and ambition, he is a martial artist, and I am neither skilled in martial arts nor military strategy, nor am I good at socializing. Why should I bother him?"

"If we are destined to meet in the future, we will naturally become familiar with each other; there is no need to rush."

However, Liu Ruyan crossed her arms, puffed out her cheeks, and scolded him, "You, you've always been like this since you were little, never fighting or grabbing anything!"

"Since you admire his talent and character, you should take the initiative to befriend him. It's all your fault for being like this; that's why Sister Li ended up with Park..."

Her words abruptly stopped. Liu Ruyan hurriedly covered her mouth, looking at Li Ji with unease in her eyes, her voice trembling: "Brother Ji, I... I didn't mean to mention her."

Li Ji's smile vanished instantly, and a deep, unyielding melancholy surfaced in his eyes.

"It's alright, it's all in the past..."

He seemed to have all his strength drained away, and said softly, "The night wind is cold, let's go back!"

His back view was thin and lonely, as if a gust of wind could blow him over.

Liu Ruyan sighed softly, hesitating to speak.

After hesitating for a moment, he finally followed quietly...

One day later, at dusk, Elephant Trunk Hill.

"Sir, here you go!"

Wang Tu took out cakes, wine, and meat from his bag and respectfully handed them to Lin Feng.

The setting sun, like blood, dyed the entire hillside red.

Lin Feng took the food and placed it in an inconspicuous corner.

Here lies the burial place of Du Song, as well as many soldiers of the Zhenyuan Army who rest in eternal rest.

"Brother Du, I've come to see you."

Lin Feng unscrewed the wine jar, and the clear wine was slowly poured onto the grave.

"Zhenyuan City is still in the hands of our Han people; the northern barbarians have not been able to invade."

"Both Prajna is doing well, and she has even become a disciple of Mr. Zhang Jing."

As he spoke, he took the last piece of pie from his pocket and gently placed it in front of the grave.

"She made this herself, have a taste."

"She's very smart. Mr. Zhang Jing said she has exceptional talent and learns extremely quickly. He even wanted to take her on as a formal disciple!"

Wang Dahu, Zhang Ergou, and other veterans who participated in the Battle of Elephant Trunk Hill stood quietly behind Lin Feng, their eyes red with tears.

Countless comrades-in-arms perished here. When those who are still alive revisit this place, they are inevitably moved by the sight and tears well up in their eyes.

"Brother Du, rest assured, I will definitely protect Sister Prajna!"

Lin Feng's voice deepened: "This time, I'm leading my brothers, along with Brother Xue's rebel army, to attack Jiming City!"

"His Highness the Prince of Qin said that as long as we win this battle, the day when the Northern Barbarians withdraw their troops will not be far off."

After the wine was finished, Lin Feng took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped the dust off the tombstone.

The thick layer of dust was wiped away, and the original appearance of the tombstone gradually became clear.

Lin Feng's nose tingled, and tears finally welled up in his eyes.

"Brother Du, and all my brothers, wait for me a little longer... Once the Northern Barbarians have retreated and the fighting has stopped, my godfather, Uncle Er Gou, and I will personally take you back, and bring you home in style!"

Seeing this scene, Xue Nan was deeply moved and immediately led his more than one hundred righteous soldiers to bow and pay their respects to the tombstone.

After paying their respects to the fallen heroes, Lin Feng and the others continued on their journey.

The mountain paths were rugged and difficult to traverse, but fortunately, Lin Feng was quite experienced and brought a guide familiar with the terrain of Elephant Trunk Hill.

Along the way, after Lin Feng explained in detail, Xue Nan finally understood how dangerous the situation Zhenyuan Army had faced back then was.

If the Liaodong army had arrived two days later, Zhenyuan City would probably have already fallen into the hands of the Northern Barbarians.

If Zhenyuan City can be preserved, the capital city can be spared from the ravages of war.

The brave warriors like Du Song, who were buried on Elephant Trunk Hill, deserve immense credit.

After enduring hardships and sleeping outdoors, the group finally arrived at the northern foot of Elephant Trunk Hill, outside the Valley of the Dead, at sunset on the third day.

"Waaah—waaah—"

In the silent valley, a few low bird calls suddenly rang out.

A moment later, another clear chirping sound rang out.

"Chirp chirp—chirp chirp—"

The grass and trees swayed slightly, and a head peeked out from the bushes. A rough, hoarse voice called out, "Old Xue? Old Xue!"

A response immediately came from nearby: "Zhang Tie!"

Xue Nan led the rebel army out impatiently to meet up with their reinforcements.

The young man, known as Zhang Tie, was tall and broad-shouldered, with dark and rough skin, and looked like a black bear that had come to life.

Upon seeing Xue Nan, he rushed over and pulled her into a tight embrace, his voice choked with emotion: "Old Xue! I thought I'd never see you again in this lifetime. It's good that you're alive! It's good that you're alive!"

Xue Nan was being choked and couldn't breathe. She patted his back repeatedly, saying, "Let go! You're choking me! It's been months, and you're still as impulsive as ever, and you never watch your mouth!"

"Come on, let me introduce you to someone."

Xue Nan pulled Zhang Tie aside and led him to Lin Feng, solemnly introducing him: "This is Lord Lin Feng, the commander of the Zhenyuan Army, highly regarded by His Highness Prince Qin and General Zhang!"

Zhang Tie looked up and sized up Lin Feng. He saw that Lin Feng was well-proportioned and tall, with a face much fairer than his own, and was very handsome. He thought to himself: Why would His Highness Prince Qin send such a "pretty boy" over here?

Despite his doubts, he maintained a respectful demeanor, cupping his hands and saying, "I am Zhang Tie, the deputy general of the righteous army, greetings to Lord Lin!"

Lin Feng smiled slightly and said in a humble tone, "General Zhang, I have long admired your name! One of the three heroes of the righteous army, Brother Xue has already told me about it in detail on the way."

"The three of you have done an extraordinary job of forming a righteous army in dire straits and raising a force of over six thousand men!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Tie was overjoyed and burst into laughter, patting his chest.

"Lord Lin is right!"

"To organize a righteous army in the two prefectures of Shuofeng is an impossible task!"

"No matter how difficult it gets, it can't stop the three of us! Hahaha!"

Wang Dahu, Zhang Ergou, and the others suppressed their laughter, secretly finding Zhang Tie's personality quite amusing.

Lin Feng was only being polite for a couple of minutes, but he immediately became arrogant and conceited.

Knowing Zhang Tie's temperament well, Xue Nan quickly changed the subject: "Zhang Tie, where are General Shi and General Feng?"

Zhang Tie then remembered his business, scratched his head, and pointed to the depths of the valley: "They're all waiting inside! Lord Lin, please!"