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

That night, deep in the Valley of the Dead.

The rebel camp was sparsely lit.

After repeated discussions with generals such as Lin Feng and Shi Chong, they finally finalized the selection of personnel to enter the city.

Lin Feng, commander of the Zhenyuan Army, Feng Qing, deputy general of the righteous army, plus five elite soldiers selected from each of the two armies, totaling twelve people.

Zhang Tieben also wanted to go, but his tall and conspicuous figure would easily be spotted among the vendors, so he had to give up.

Among these twelve people was Xue Nan from Fengzhou.

He was from the same hometown as the candied fruit vendor, and their accents were exactly the same, making them a perfect match.

The candied fruit vendor, named Wang Jin, was so frightened when he was arrested that he thought he had encountered bandits.

Unexpectedly, it was the rebel army that captured him.

Shi Chong immediately promised that as long as he led the way into Jiming City, everything else would be none of his business.

Wang Jin dared not disobey, and agreed with trepidation, repeatedly assuring that he would not give himself away.

Wang Jin's caravan originally consisted of only a dozen or so people.

The main business is candied fruit, and they also sell daily necessities such as fur and tea.

Therefore, Lin Feng and his group could only pretend to be the workers of these dozen or so people in order to avoid arousing suspicion.

As midnight approached, Lin Feng still hadn't rested.

He walked slowly through the military camp, his hands behind his back, his fingertips holding a map of Jiming City.

The details of the terrain were repeatedly etched into his mind, and he rehearsed his plan to seize the gate the following night.

It was extremely dangerous for just twelve people to seize the city gate.

If he is not careful, he himself could also be trapped in the city.

Suddenly, Lin Feng heard a sound of wind breaking, as if someone was wielding a weapon.

Raymond Lam has always had exceptional hearing.

After gaining the permanent attribute of "Musical Mastery", he became even more perceptive.

On a whim, he immediately left the camp.

In the darkness of night, a peach blossom spear was wielded with both fierceness and agility.

The gun barrel has an ash wood core wrapped with scarlet silk threads.

Near the tassel of the spear, there are eighteen peach blossoms in bud.

The spearhead is made of refined snowflake steel, with the spine hollowed out in the shape of peach branches.

The red tassels were interspersed with peach-colored silk threads, and when they danced, they looked like petals falling in the air.

Suddenly, the spear tip turned and thrust straight at Lin Feng's face.

He neither dodged nor flinched, but simply watched the gun tip approach.

Until Feng Qing suddenly stopped, the tip of her spear stopping half a step away from him.

A strong wind swept by, ruffling his sideburns.

"Slap! Slap! Slap!"

Raymond Lam clapped and cheered, "Miss Feng, what superb marksmanship!"

Feng Qing's phoenix eyes flickered slightly as she gazed at him for a moment before asking, "Why didn't Lord Lin dodge just now?"

Lin Feng smiled slightly and said, "Miss Feng has no murderous aura whatsoever, so she obviously won't really use a killing move. Why should I hide?"

Upon hearing this, a hint of amusement flashed across Feng Qing's face.

"Just a step away, Lord Lin, aren't you afraid?"

"What if I don't stop myself from attacking? Wouldn't I end up with a hole right through you, sir?"

Lin Feng was amused by this peculiar analogy: "Miss Feng doesn't trust my agility? Why don't we have a spar and see if your spear can really leave a transparent hole in me?"

Feng Qing took a deep breath and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

She sheathed her spear and walked towards Lin Feng, her handsome and beautiful face bearing a hint of "I knew it."

"Lord Lin, tomorrow's operation is crucial to the overall situation. Please do not treat it lightly."

"And don't be so restless in the middle of the night, trying to 'bump into' a young lady under the guise of taking a walk."

"This young lady has no interest in romance; please excuse me!"

After saying this, Feng Qing cupped her hands in a respectful gesture and gracefully departed.

Looking at her slender back, Lin Feng patted his forehead and smiled bitterly to himself.

Oh no, this girl has mistaken me for a lecher!

He thought he had stayed up all night specifically to see her.

This girl, Feng Qing, is truly beautiful, and also truly narcissistic.

Judging from her posture just now, if I weren't the commander of the Zhenyuan Army, I would probably have been severely taught a lesson by her.

The two of them tacitly kept tonight's little incident a secret from the public.

Silent all night.

The following day, the rebel army and three thousand Zhenyuan soldiers made intensive preparations for the night's attack on the city.

Lin Feng, Feng Qing, and the other ten people all disguised themselves as Wang Jin's employees.

The northern barbarians conducted extremely strict searches of wagons entering the city, so they naturally could not carry large weapons.

Tonight's attempt to seize control of the gate will be even more difficult.

Time flies, and the sun sets in the west in the blink of an eye.

At the city gate of Youzhou, the once magnificent Qianlong banner has long since disappeared, replaced by the banner of the Northern Barbarians, with its blue wolf and white deer.

It whistled in the wind, like a ferocious beast baring its fangs and claws.

Wang Jin led the caravan, strolling leisurely along the official road.

As he walked, he berated his men: "Hurry up! The city gates are about to close, you lazybones! If you delay delivering the candied fruit, the general will chop off your heads!"

The group soon arrived at the city gate.

Wang Jin often came to deliver candied fruit and had long been familiar with the gatekeeper officer.

He tactfully took out two taels of silver and offered it to them with both hands in a fawning manner.

"Squad Leader Liu, you've worked hard guarding the city gate. This is a small token of our appreciation for you and your brothers to drink and listen to music."

After receiving the money, Squad Leader Liu immediately put on a smile: "Old Wang, what's going on? Did you go to some roadside inn to have some fun with the proprietress again?"

"How many times have I told you, if you have money, go to the city and have fun! The girls in the city are a hundred times better than those country bumpkins!"

Wang Jin replied with a smile, "Squad Leader Liu is right. I will definitely go and see for myself this time when I go to the city."

"Alright, alright!"

Squad Leader Liu waved his hand: "Old Wang is one of us, just check him casually. The city gates are about to close, hurry up!"

After a cursory inspection by the Northern Barbarian soldiers, Wang Jin, full of gratitude, led everyone into the city.

The men followed closely behind, leading horses and donkeys.

Lin Feng looked around calmly, and when he saw the scene inside the city, his heart suddenly trembled.

Desolate and dilapidated—that was his first impression of Jiming City.

Every two or three households, one house is dilapidated.

Either it was burned down and no one repaired it.

Either it was completely destroyed and turned into ruins.

There were few pedestrians on the street.

Even those who went out were always in a hurry.

On the long street, there were only a dozen or so vendors doing business.

Most of the people were sitting by the roadside begging, each one thin and pale, with numb eyes.

Lin Feng nudged Wang Jin softly and pointed to the white flag stuck in the vendor's stall.

"Shopkeeper, what's the deal with those flags?"

Wang Jin sighed and lowered his voice, saying, "That's a certificate issued by the General's Mansion, proving that they have paid the full amount of taxes to the General's Mansion."

"With this flag bearing the official seal, the northern barbarians will not bother them, and their families will be safe."

The caravan's first stop was the General's Mansion.

If you walk straight along the main road into the city, you will arrive at the General's Mansion in the center of the city.

About half an hour later, the group arrived at the gate of the General's Mansion.

Wang Jin took out the document, handed it to the gatekeeper, and said respectfully, "This humble servant, Wang Jin, has brought candied fruit for the general."

The northern barbarian soldier expressionlessly took the document, glanced at it briefly, and shook his head: "Follow me!"

Wang Jin gave Lin Feng and the others a wink and whispered, "Quick! Move the candied fruit inside!"

There were three boxes of candied fruit, and Lin Feng, Feng Qing, and Xue Nan each carried one box.

To avoid unnecessary trouble, the three of them even disguised themselves.

Raymond Lam sported a beard, and his face looked sallow and ashen.

Feng Qing painted her face full of freckles, making her look quite ugly and completely obscuring her original appearance.

Wang Jin walked in front, followed closely by the three of them. After entering the mansion, they followed the covered corridor towards the back of the general's mansion.

As I was walking, I suddenly saw a beautiful little girl running towards me.

Her once fair and clean face was now covered with marks from the straps, and her eyes were filled with terror.

The northern barbarian soldiers quickly caught up with her and grabbed the little girl.

The little girl struggled, crying out repeatedly, "Mother! I want my mother!"

A soldier quickly covered her mouth, angrily shouting, "Shut up! You're disturbing the general's peace! I'll make sure your 'rotten bones' are cooked right now!"

The words "put it in the pot" exploded in the ears of Lin Feng and his two companions like a thunderclap.

Feng Qingfeng's eyes widened suddenly as she stared intently at the Northern Barbarian soldier, her eyes instantly revealing a murderous intent.

She gritted her teeth, her body slightly shifting as if to strike, when suddenly someone gently pushed her from behind.

Lin Feng lowered his voice and uttered only one word: "Go!"