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

Two prompts suddenly appeared on the virtual panel in front of Lin Feng.

[Song Yuwei's favorability +2]

[Su Wan'er's favorability +3]

She truly deserves to be called the most beautiful flower in the world.

If it were an ordinary woman, being turned away in public would probably have made her furious and stormed off.

Song Yuwei, however, remained calm and composed, which actually increased her favorability rating by two points.

Unfortunately, her total favorability rating is only seven points, far from enough to unlock the "lucky koi" bonus.

Amidst the astonished and disappointed gazes of the people at Yichun Courtyard, Lin Feng strode towards Su Wan'er, who was hiding behind a pillar and secretly watching him.

"Sir, aren't you...going to see Sister Song?"

Su Wan'er's voice was timid, and she looked up at the third floor with some unease.

Song Yuwei is the most famous courtesan in the city, while she is just an insignificant character in the brothel.

Compared to the former, it's like comparing heaven and earth.

"With you here, why should I see anyone else?" Lin Feng took Su Wan'er's slender hand. "Come on, I'll take you to have some fun!"

Su Wan'er lowered her head and responded with a soft "Mmm" as faint as a mosquito's buzz, her ears burning hot enough to bleed.

Inside a side room of Yichun Courtyard.

Lin Feng leaned back in the large bathtub, enjoying Su Wan'er's services with contentment.

The girl changed into a gossamer-thin gauze dress, her exquisite figure faintly visible beneath the light fabric, adding a touch of allure.

"Sir, is the water temperature to your liking? If you find it too cold, Wan'er will go and add some hot water."

Lin Feng squinted and let out a comfortable sigh: "Phew! The water temperature is just right, but this bathtub is missing something."

Su Wan'er immediately stepped forward, a flattering smile on her face: "Is there anything else you need, sir? Wan'er will go and get it right away."

"We're missing... a beautiful young lady!"

Before Lin Feng could finish speaking, he reached out and pulled Su Wan'er into the bathtub with a startled cry.

"what!"

The little girl was so frightened that she flailed her arms and legs, wrapping her arms tightly around Lin Feng's neck, as if afraid of falling into the water.

"Sir, you scared Wan'er to death..." she said breathlessly, her voice tinged with a hint of coquettishness, "Your clothes are all soaked."

"It's better when it's wet!"

Lin Feng's hand slipped under the light gauze and deftly untied her bodice, his fingertips tracing the girl's delicate, smooth skin.

"Sir..."

Su Wan'er let out a soft moan, and her soft, boneless little hand naturally reached down.

When her fingertips touched that scalding heat, her body went limp, and she collapsed into Lin Feng's arms.

"Please wait a moment, sir. Wan'er... Wan'er will make you more comfortable."

As soon as she finished speaking, Su Wan'er took a deep breath and slowly sank into the water.

"Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle..."

A string of tiny bubbles rose from the surface of the water, gently rippling towards the edge of the bathtub as the girl's shoulders rose and fell slightly.

Lin Feng stopped his hand on her body and closed his eyes to enjoy the tenderness.

A moment later, Su Wan'er raised her head from the water, her cheeks flushed with a rosy blush, and even the corners of her eyes and brows carried a hint of wetness and allure.

"Sir, are you having a good time?"

The beautiful woman, shy and timid, gazed at him expectantly with her moist eyes.

Lin Feng pinched her smooth cheek and chuckled, "You little rascal, where did you learn that trick?"

Last night, she was clearly a novice, her movements were very clumsy, but now her skills show no signs of inexperience.

Su Wan'er's cheeks flushed even more, and she said softly, "It was...it was taught by Mama Yun. She said that men all like this...What do you think, General?"

Mama Yun is none other than Yun Niang, the madam of Yichun Courtyard.

Lin Feng pressed down on her fair shoulders, a playful smile curving his lips: "This is wonderful! Wan'er, why don't you put in a little more effort? I can handle it!"

"Hate!"

Su Wan'er gave a coquettish laugh, her eyebrows curving into a smile, took another breath, and sank back into the water.

[Su Wan'er's favorability +5]

……

The daytime battles had exhausted Lin Feng's strength, so he only had one intimate moment with Su Wan'er that night.

After the clouds dispersed and the rain stopped, Su Wan'er fell into a deep sleep in his arms.

Lin Feng's system panel displayed an update notification again.

[Goddess: Su Wan'er]

[Current affinity towards the host: 77]

[Successfully completed the mission, Agility +5.25 points, current Agility: 16 points]

[Host acquires the attribute: Mastery of Music (Limited-time trial for one day)]

As expected, it boosts agility!

When Lin Feng glimpsed Zhang Liao's attribute panel earlier, he vaguely guessed that winning over the goddess might increase his agility attribute.

I just didn't expect the benefits to come so quickly.

It took a 5.25 Agility bonus to raise the total attribute to 16 points.

Based on this calculation, the strength and agility of ordinary soldiers would probably be between eight and ten points.

As for fierce generals like Zhang Liao, their strength and agility were beyond ordinary people.

In this world where the Great Qian Dynasty is located, the military generals seem to be even more formidable than those of ancient China.

It seems I'll have to find someone knowledgeable to consult properly from now on.

I slept without any dreams.

The next morning, a series of urgent bugle calls woke Lin Feng from his sleep.

"Waaaaah—waaaah—"

The rallying call pierced the morning mist, and Lin Feng nimbly rolled out of bed and began to put on his armor.

"Sir, I'm here to help you."

Su Wan'er also woke up, rubbing her sleepy eyes, and affectionately came closer.

"Don't call me 'General' anymore, it sounds too formal."

Lin Feng tightened the leather belt around his waist and picked up the sword hanging to the side.

"If not 'Sir'... then what should I call him?"

Su Wan'er tilted her pretty face up and looked at his handsome profile, her eyes full of tenderness.

Lin Feng thought for a moment and said, "I'm the second oldest in my family. My parents called me Erlang (Second Brother), so you can call me that too!"

He had an older brother, but unfortunately, he contracted a serious illness at a young age and passed away early.

"Jiro..."

Su Wan'er softly murmured the name, feeling a warm glow in her heart.

"Alright... Erlang, you must be extremely careful on your way to the city wall."

[Su Wan'er's favorability +3]

She's such a kind-hearted girl.

Lin Feng's heart stirred slightly. He raised his hand to ruffle her hair, turned around, waved, and strode out of the brothel, rushing towards the military camp...

The southeast corner of the Zhenyuan city wall.

Lin Feng changed into a standard sergeant's uniform and shouted to his soldiers with a booming voice, "Brothers! Today's task is simple—build a stone wall!"

He pointed to the breach below the city walls and said in a loud voice, "Before the northern barbarians arrive, quickly seal this breach tightly!"

"On my command, split into two teams! One team will find well-formed stones and carry them up to the city walls, while the other team will be responsible for mixing mortar and grouting!"

"We must completely seal this gap before the northern barbarians send troops!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a low murmur came from behind him.

A soldier who had just joined his ranks yesterday grumbled, "What's the point of building this stone wall... If reinforcements don't arrive soon, the city will fall sooner or later..."

Lin Feng, with his sharp ears, heard everything clearly and immediately shouted, "Wang Tu! Speak your mind! Stop whispering!"

The soldier named Wang Tu was called upon, and he steeled himself and stepped forward from the ranks, his neck stiff as he said, "Squad leader! I mean... if reinforcements don't arrive soon, I'm afraid we won't be able to hold out!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Dahu, who was standing to the side, immediately glared at him: "Wang Tu! What nonsense are you spouting! General Zhang already said that reinforcements will arrive soon!"

Wang Tu shook his head with a wry smile: "Uncle Da Hu, General Zhang said this ten days ago. Now eleven days have passed, and we haven't even seen a single messenger pigeon, let alone any reinforcements!"

Wang Dahu wanted to reprimand them a few more times, but the other recruits chimed in.

Complaints immediately arose one after another.

"Brother Wang Tu is right! The Northern Barbarians have an army of 100,000, while our Zhenyuan Army only has 15,000 at most!"

"I heard from my fellow villagers that our army has already lost a third of its brothers! This battle is simply unwinnable!"

"Exactly! Not everyone in the Zhenyuan Army is as capable as Lord Lin. How can they possibly withstand 100,000 Tartars?"

Pessimism spread like a plague through the ranks.

In fact, it wasn't just these new recruits; even veterans like Wang Dahu and Zhang Ergou were filled with despair.

The reason they spent every night in brothels was simply to use unrestrained pleasure to mask their fear of the city falling and their own deaths.

Lin Feng was well aware of the critical situation.

But his thinking was very simple: regardless of whether there were reinforcements or not, this battle had to be fought and this city had to be defended!

Otherwise, the day the city falls will be the day everyone dies!

Furthermore, the 100,000-strong Northern Barbarian army has swept through the city, capturing cities and strongholds along the way. Zhenyuan City is now the last line of defense protecting the capital.

Once Zhenyuan City falls, the capital will be wide open, and the northern barbarian cavalry will be at the city gates in no time.

By then, none of the princes and nobles in the capital will be able to escape!

The powerful figures in the imperial court may be cunning and greedy, but they are certainly not fools.

This is a matter of life and death, and the imperial court will never sit idly by. Reinforcements will surely come!

Therefore, the battle of Zhenyuan City was not about the number of troops, but about who could hold out until the end and whose will was stronger!

Lin Feng didn't reprimand the crowd harshly; instead, he said in a deep voice, "Stop shouting! The imperial court will never abandon us! Defending Zhenyuan City is defending the capital!"

His gaze swept over the crowd, his words ringing out firmly: "We're building this stone wall not for others, but to create another way for ourselves to survive!"

"Get moving! I'm going to the armory to get the armor-piercing arrows. You all need to get to work quickly!"

Based on his reputation for killing a hundred Northern Barbarian soldiers in yesterday's battle, Lin Feng had already been granted permission to use specially made armor-piercing arrows.

Upon hearing this, although everyone still looked worried, they stopped complaining and turned around to get busy.

An hour later, when Lin Feng returned to the city wall with a large number of armor-piercing arrows, the horns of the Northern Barbarians' attack had already sounded.

"Waaaaah—waaaah—"

The bugle call was shrill and piercing, and a dark mass of Northern Barbarian soldiers surged out of the opposite military camp like ants.

Lin Feng squinted and peered through the gaps in the arrow stalks, his brow furrowing slightly. "Strange," he muttered, "the number of Northern Barbarian troops they've sent today is more than double what they were yesterday."

He made a rough estimate and said in a deep voice, "This number is probably close to forty thousand!"

Wang Dahu nodded and echoed in a deep voice, "I reckon they suffered a defeat yesterday and want to get revenge today, so they specially brought in so many troops to vent their anger!"

"That's most likely the case!"

Lin Feng immediately raised his voice and shouted to the crowd, "Everyone, perk up! The Tartars suffered a great loss here yesterday, and today they will definitely launch a major attack on the southeast corner!"

"Their offensive will only be more intense than yesterday's!"

Lin Feng's guess was indeed correct.

The Northern Barbarians' offensive was not just fierce, it was like a raging storm!

From east to west, the northern city wall of Zhenyuan was teeming with Northern Barbarian soldiers, who surged forward like waves, fearlessly attacking the city walls!