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

Everyone couldn't help but cheer for Raymond Lam.

Feng Qing's beautiful eyes were filled with shock.

She wanted to say a few words of praise, but she couldn't bring herself to do it.

After a moment's hesitation, she asked Lin Feng in a soft voice, "Why...why did you shoot the soldiers inside the city gate?"

"That kid's awake, he's pretending to be asleep!"

Before Lin Feng could finish speaking, he had already rushed out of the alley and sprinted toward the campfire.

"Xue Nan, take three men and remove all the bolts from inside the city gate. Leave the city wall to me and Miss Feng!"

When it came to actually fighting, Lin Feng didn't hesitate at all. He rushed to the campfire, grabbed a long knife, and headed straight for the city gate.

The three remaining soldiers inside the city gate died in their sleep, completely unaware of their fate.

Although the group moved quickly, an accident still occurred when Lin Feng, Feng Qing, and their group reached the top of the city wall.

A night watchman clutched his stomach as he walked down the city wall, apparently needing to relieve himself.

The two bumped into each other and were both startled.

"Who...who are you?!"

The soldier instinctively shouted a question, then suddenly realized what was happening.

"An enemy is in sight—"

Before the word "person" could even be uttered, Lin Feng's long sword had already slashed through the air and arrived!

With a "whoosh," the giant's head flew into the air.

Lin Feng cleanly and swiftly beheaded the enemy with a single stroke, then shouted in a low voice to those behind him, "Kill!"

He and Feng Qing, one on each side, launched a frenzied massacre against the more than forty Northern Barbarian soldiers guarding the city wall.

Inside the city gate, Xue Nan and his three companions had removed several bolts and were struggling to push open the gate.

"Squeak—"

The heavy creaking of the door hinges was particularly jarring in the dead of night, followed by the urgent sound of gongs from the city wall.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!!!"

The city walls instantly descended into chaos.

The northern barbarian soldiers beat gongs as a warning while simultaneously engaging in a fierce battle, creating utter chaos.

But the enemy they encountered was no ordinary Qianjun.

Lin Feng wielded a long sword and slashed his way through, and no one could withstand even a single move from him. His momentum was unstoppable!

On the other side, Feng Qing's swordsmanship, though not as expansive as Lin Feng's, was superior in its lightness and cunning.

Northern barbarian soldiers often couldn't last more than three moves before being killed by her blade.

The sound of the gong startled the patrolling soldiers, and soon a patrol team of more than fifty people arrived at the entrance of the long street.

Lin Feng and his companions, who had just slaughtered all the Northern Barbarian soldiers, saw this and immediately went down the city wall to help Xue Nan guard the city gate.

Outside the city, the righteous army and the Zhenyuan army, who had been waiting for a long time, poured into the city like a tide.

"kill!"

The shouts of battle shook the heavens and the earth. The patrolling Northern Barbarian soldiers couldn't even last half a quarter of an hour before they were all wiped out.

After Shi Chong and Lin Feng met, they were enraged by the devastation in the city: "These northern barbarians are worse than beasts! They've ravaged Jiming City like this!"

"Leave five hundred men to guard the city gate; the rest of you, follow me and charge!"

Shi Chong turned to Lin Feng and said loudly, "Lord Lin, today we will avenge the suffering people!"

According to the established plan, the rebel army and the Zhenyuan army split into two routes.

They marched all the way to the general's mansion.

The other route took the military camp at Jiming City.

The general's mansion was guarded by more than 800 soldiers, while the military camp had a scale of 1,000 men.

Upon hearing this, Lin Feng burst into laughter: "Good! Avenge the people, slaughter all the Northern barbarians!"

Inside the General's Mansion in Jiming City, Military Advisor Yuan Ye rushed into the courtyard, his brows furrowed with anxiety.

Night had fallen, but the lights were still on in Zheng Yan's house, and the faint sound of a woman's wailing could be heard.

"Lord Yuan, what brings you here?" Zheng Gang, the head of the guards, stepped forward to greet him.

"General, are you still not resting? Quickly, I need to see the general!"

After saying that, Yuan Ye was about to rush into the house.

"Master Yuan!"

Zheng Gang quickly stopped him, looking troubled, and said, "You know the general's temperament. If we go in now, he will definitely get angry."

Zheng Gang had followed Zheng Yan for several years, but he still felt lingering fear whenever he thought of the general's angry appearance.

Yuan Ye shoved Zheng Gang aside and said urgently, "What time is it? Why are you still worrying about this? The enemy has entered the city!"

Before he could finish speaking, he had already walked straight to the door, pushed it open, and entered: "General! Something terrible has happened! Someone has breached the city!"

"Whoosh—"

A short blade suddenly came flying, almost grazing Yuan Ye's ear.

The sound of wind breaking made his eardrums buzz.

"Knock!"

The short blade pierced deeply into the door panel two inches deep, and its design was simple and unadorned.

But upon closer inspection, it is chilling.

This curved-blade short knife is thirteen inches long, and the handle is made of two metacarpal bones joined together and secured with fine copper wire.

The scabbard was made of hardwood, and the outer layer was covered with a strange, pale yellow leather—it was actually made of human skin!

Furthermore, the scabbard opening is fitted with two incisors as a clasp.

This knife has a name; it is called the Gut-Slicer.

Blood trickled down Yuan Ye's ear. Before he could even recover, a light, airy voice came from inside the room.

"Who has breached the city?"

Yuan Ye swallowed hard, got up from the ground, and bowed to the man in the inner room: "General, the bandits have breached the south gate. They are numerous and, judging from their origins, should be the righteous army of Shuofeng and Liangzhou."

The man, carrying a long, narrow sword, slowly walked out of the inner room.

He was dressed in a blue robe, his hair was loose, and he had a handsome face.

He was in his early thirties, a handsome man who would be considered one in a hundred, but now he was covered in blood.

A woman was tied to his back, her body covered in over a hundred wounds, and she was on the verge of death.

Zheng Yan acted with great restraint, inflicting excruciating pain on her without killing her immediately.

Zheng Yan sneered, "A band of righteous soldiers? A bunch of rats, daring to invade Jiming City?"

"Zheng Gang!"

Zheng Yan gave a low shout, and Zheng Gang, who was guarding the door, dared to push it open and enter, bowing and saying, "Your subordinate is here!"

"Bring me my armor and weapons!"

"My Soul-Snatching Halberd has not tasted the blood of traitors for many days!"

Zheng Yan was exceptionally skilled in martial arts and didn't take the attacking rebel army seriously at all.

A quarter of an hour later, Zheng Yan, dressed in armor and helmet, arrived at the front courtyard of the general's mansion.

The shouts of battle outside the courtyard were deafening; the rebel army had already begun their attack on the mansion.

Cold sweat beaded on Yuan Ye's forehead as he urgently said, "General, the rebel army outside numbers a great many, at least three or four thousand! We should hold the mansion and call in reinforcements from the military camp..."

"Clang!"

Before Yuan Ye could finish speaking, Zheng Yan slammed the Soul-Snatching Halberd into the ground and burst into wild laughter: "Hahahaha! A bunch of rabble, what's there to fear? Let alone three thousand, even thirty thousand, this general wouldn't be afraid!"

"Men, open the door! Follow me and charge out!"

Yuan Ye was not one of Zheng Yan's direct subordinates, but rather an assistant sent by Boyan Mengke.

He was specifically responsible for assisting Zheng Yan in handling government affairs and allocating grain and fodder in the city.

Previously, Lin Feng and Lü Zheng had cut off the supply route at Elephant Trunk Hill, which had greatly worried Yuan Ye.

Although he wanted to dissuade Zheng Yan, no one listened to him at all.

The general's mansion gate slowly opened, and the rebels outside were wondering why the enemy had suddenly opened the gate when a black horse suddenly leaped out.

The general on horseback was clad in the Hundred-Toothed Black Mountain Armor and wore the Three Fiends Helmet.

With a single swing of the Soul-Snatching Halberd, the steel crescent blade at the halberd's head instantly tore through the leather armor of several Yi soldiers.

Amidst the flying blood and flesh, several people screamed as they were thrown away.

The rebel army had never seen such a fierce general before.

They were so frightened that they all retreated.

Taking advantage of this opening, Zheng Yan's personal guards and soldiers rushed out of the mansion, following closely behind Zheng Yan and charging forward.

On the long street, Zheng Yanwan was like a killing god descended from heaven, unstoppable by anyone!

He certainly had reason to be proud; even though he was naturally bloodthirsty and cannibalistic, and was disliked by many, he still held a firm position as one of the four generals under Bayan Mengke.

In a short time, the rebel army's offensive against the general's mansion was repeatedly defeated by Zheng Yan's less than a thousand men, resulting in heavy casualties!