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

Just then, shouts of killing suddenly came from the depths of a small alley.

"Save the general! Quickly!"

Torre, who had been repelled by Lin Feng and fled in a sorry state, somehow ended up here.

He led his trusted men and hurled several objects coated with a large amount of irritating powder towards the center of the battlefield.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The objects fell into the crowd and immediately exploded.

Instantly, a cloud of powder obscured everyone's vision.

Taking advantage of the chaos of the battlefield, Torre hurriedly carried Zheng Yan on his back, grabbed the Soul-Snatching Halberd, and ran for his life.

"Put me down!"

"I...must kill him!"

Zheng Yan suffered a severe chest injury and was in a daze, but the murderous intent in his eyes did not diminish in the slightest.

"General, Jiming City cannot be defended! We must not linger here!"

Beside Torre was Yuan Ye, a military advisor. With a pained expression, Yuan hurriedly reported the situation in the city to Zheng Yan: "The south gate has been breached by the Qian army. We must rush to the north gate to have any chance of survival!"

Zheng Yan mustered his last bit of strength to open his eyes, staring intently at Yuan Ye: "What did you say? You want me to run away? When did I...?"

When has Zheng Yan ever suffered such humiliation?

Overwhelmed by anger and anxiety, he couldn't catch his breath and immediately fainted.

"General? General!"

When Torre saw that Zheng Yan had stopped breathing, he was so anxious that he almost burst into tears.

Yuan Ye quickly examined Zheng Yan and then reassured Torre, "General Torre, don't panic. You've just fainted. Fainting will actually reduce your suffering."

"Survival is the priority; let's get out of the city first!"

The group ran wildly towards the north city, passing through chaotic streets, and finally caught sight of the outline of the north city gate.

Yuan Ye looked up at the city wall and was overjoyed.

"Thankfully! Our army's flags are still flying atop the city walls, and the northern part of the city remains under our control!"

"Open the door! Open the door now!"

Torre shouted loudly, ordering the soldiers guarding the north gate to open it immediately.

Seeing Torre and his men rushing towards them in a disheveled state, the soldiers dared not delay and quickly opened the city gate.

Just as the city gates were slowly opening, the pursuers arrived!

Zhang Tie, wielding his gleaming silver plum blossom hammer, roared fiercely, "Northern barbarians! Don't run!"

Torre didn't care about any of that; he carried Zheng Yan on his back and ran even faster, his feet barely touching the ground.

Yuan Ye hurriedly ordered his soldiers to intercept Zhang Tie and his men, and the scene immediately descended into chaos.

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, a sharp arrow pierced the air, fast and cunning, aiming straight for Zheng Yan's forehead, who was unconscious.

Torre reacted extremely quickly, bending down abruptly to avoid the deadly attack.

However, one of the northern barbarian soldiers beside him was unlucky; an arrow pierced straight through his neck, and he died on the spot!

"Protect the general!"

The northern barbarian soldiers immediately swarmed around Tore, desperately trying to protect him and Zheng Yan on his back.

But the archer was a master archer, and in a short time he killed six people in succession.

Torre looked up and finally saw the archer's appearance clearly.

"It's you again! Raymond Lam!"

When Torre saw Lin Feng on the roof, he looked at him as if he had seen a plague god, filled with both hatred and fear.

Even General Zheng Yan is no match for this kid, so who can stop him today?

Lin Feng held a hard bow in his hand, with three bulging quivers beside him.

Despite his injuries, his arms remained as steady as a mountain.

"Want to leave? Fine! Leave Zheng Yan here!"

His hands never stopped moving as he spoke.

Despite his injured arms, the arrows he fired were still incredibly powerful.

It is something that ordinary people simply cannot resist.

"You want to kill my general? Only if I'm dead!"

Torre knew that if he didn't entangle Lin Feng today, no one would be able to leave alive.

He immediately gritted his teeth and handed Zheng Yantuo, whom he was carrying on his back, to his trusted confidant.

"Lord Yuan, protect the general and get out of here! The rest of you, go and kill the traitorous general!"

Yuan Ye felt a pang of pain in his heart, his voice trembling: "General Torrey, take care!"

He had already witnessed Lin Feng's prowess.

If Torre were to face him, his chances of survival would be slim.

But with life and death at stake, there's no room for any unnecessary chatter.

Yuan Ye and the others immediately protected Zheng Yan and ran away without looking back.

How could Raymond Lam let them go?

He carried his quiver and dashed across the rooftops.

After each stop, they would fire again at high speed.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Arrows rained down, claiming the lives of the northern barbarian soldiers.

Yet some soldiers, fearless of death, used their bodies to block the arrows and protect Zheng Yan with their lives.

At this moment, the northern barbarian soldiers were actually paving the way with their lives.

"Lin Feng! You'd better die!"

Finally, Torre led the remaining soldiers to climb onto the roof and pounced on Lin Feng.

Upon seeing this, Lin Feng immediately turned his arrows around and fired them rapidly in quick succession.

Torre dodged the arrow to the side and lunged at Lin Feng.

But he pounced quickly, and retreated even faster.

Lin Feng's archery speed was astonishing. At close range, Torre had no time to dodge and was hit squarely in the chest, falling to the ground with a thud.

"what!"

Torre cried out in pain, but gritted his teeth and quickly got up, still charging towards Lin Feng.

At this moment, he had already resigned himself to death.

Completely disregarding their own safety, they only wanted to keep Lin Feng occupied.

Lin Feng wanted to end the battle quickly, so every arrow he fired was a killing move.

Torre barely dodged Lin Feng's swift arrows, but the soldiers around him fell one after another.

Seeing this, Torre roared in grief and rage, "Lin Feng, I'll take you down with me! Ah!"

Torre charged forward like a runaway bull, completely unprepared, seemingly intent on fighting him to the death.

"Whoosh!"

With a flash of light from the Cheng Ying sword, Tore's right arm was severed, and he fell off the roof.

The remaining Northern Barbarian soldiers were no match for Lin Feng to begin with, and were quickly routed.

Blood stained half of Torre's body. He had lost his right arm, but he still gritted his teeth and stood up, still trying to fight Lin Feng.

"Protect the general! Kill! Kill! Kill—"

But the next moment, Torre's battle cries came to an abrupt halt as Lin Feng severed his head with a single sword strike.

The remaining soldiers, seeing this, turned pale with fright and scattered in all directions.

With Torre dead, Lin Feng finally had time to look towards the north gate.

At this time, Zheng Yan had already been taken away by Yuan Ye and others and had disappeared without a trace.

"call--"

Lin Feng let out a long sigh of relief and turned to look at the battlefield.

The Northern Barbarian soldiers who had previously blocked Zhang Tie and Feng Qing had been completely wiped out.

"Master Lin!"

Zhang Tie rushed over, carrying his still-dripping double hammers, and asked urgently, "Lord Lin, what should we do? Should we continue the pursuit?"

Lin Feng shook his head: "They've already gone far away. The mountains and forests outside the city are dense. They can just wander into any forest and there's no way to find them."

"Right now, stabilizing the situation in the city and eliminating the remaining Northern Barbarian troops are the top priorities."

"Okay!" Zhang Tie replied respectfully.

His attitude towards Lin Feng had already made a complete 180-degree turn.

Zhang Tie had already been amazed by Lin Feng's fierce fighting skills against Zheng Yan.

The military has always respected the strong, especially a formidable figure like Lin Feng who can turn the tide of battle.

Zheng Yan was seriously injured and fell into a coma before retreating. His deputy general, Tuolei, was killed in battle, and his military advisor, Yuan Ye, fled. The Northern Barbarian army in the city was completely without its leader.

By dawn, the siege of the Northern Barbarian soldiers in the city had finally come to a near end.

At cockcrow atop the city wall, the dragon flag of the Great Qian Dynasty was raised once more.

Fluttering in the wind, it is exceptionally majestic.

A carrier pigeon took flight from the top of Jiming City and sped towards Zhenyuan City in the south.

Watching the carrier pigeon disappear into the distance, Lin Feng murmured, "I hope everything goes well..."

Suddenly, a series of light footsteps came from behind Lin Feng.

"Lord Lin, what are you doing here?"

Feng Qing, leading a group of righteous soldiers carrying materials to repair the arrow emplacements, happened to run into Lin Feng there.

"Chicken Cry City has been liberated, so naturally I must send this good news back to Zhenyuan City as soon as possible... Here you go!"

Lin Feng pointed to the carrier pigeon, which had now turned into a tiny white dot, and continued, "It was specially given to me by His Highness the Prince of Qin before I left Zhenyuan City."

Following the direction Lin Feng pointed, Feng Qing looked and said softly, "After His Highness Prince Qin and General Zhang win this battle, the people of Jiming City will finally be able to live a good life, right?"

Lin Feng turned his head and gave Feng Qing a deep look.

Her voice was full of sympathy: "Brother Shi had people verify the household registrations of the people in the city. In the few months that Zheng Yan has been in control of Jiming City, the number of people who have been killed, starved to death, or even eaten is more than three thousand."

"The people were starving and naked, and people were starving to death every day, but the northern barbarians turned a blind eye to it."

"If this continues, I'm afraid that in just a few years, the people of Jiming City will be wiped out."

Lin Feng gave Feng Qing a warm smile.

"Trust me, things will get better."

"Once His Highness Prince Qin and General Zhang win the battle, the Northern Barbarians will surely take the initiative to negotiate peace."

"Jiming City is now in the hands of the Han people. After the peace talks, the northern barbarians must at least retreat to the north of Jiming City."

Feng Qing's eyes trembled slightly, and she nodded vigorously: "Yes, I believe you, sir!"

She didn't trust the King of Qin, nor General Zhang; she only trusted the young man who had once saved her life.

"By the way, thank you for saving my life today, sir."

Upon hearing this, Lin Feng laughed heartily: "We're all comrades in the military, no need to be so polite! If you really want to thank me, just buy me a drink."

As Feng Qing gazed at Lin Feng's handsome and sunny face, a unique feeling quietly arose in her heart.

[Feng Qing's favorability +3]

At noon that day, in Zhenyuan City.

Inside the council hall of the temporary palace.

"good!"

King Qin, Li Yan, beamed with joy: "Lin Feng has indeed not disappointed me!"

Holding the carrier pigeon message in his hand, Li Yan surveyed his surroundings and announced loudly, "Jiming City has been captured by our army! Zheng Yan's deputy general, Tuolei, has also been slain by Lin Feng! Hahahaha!"