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

Late the next night, the lights were still burning in the Northern Barbarian army camp south of Jiming City.

The military tent of Commander Zheng Yan was far from quiet; the mournful moans of women rose and fell, piercing the deathly silence of the night.

"Brother, keeping watch for General Zheng at night is truly a hardship!"

The newly arrived night watchman scratched his head, his eyes constantly glancing towards the military tent.

"What kind of suffering did you endure?"

The old soldier leaned on his spear, his expression calm, as if he had already automatically blocked out the sounds inside the tent.

"It's been almost two months since I last slept with a woman."

The new recruits hugged their rifles tightly, their fingertips unconsciously rubbing the shaft.

"A woman's smooth body feels smoother than brocade, her hair smells so good you can remember it for days after just one sniff, and then there's her voice..."

He closed his eyes, listened intently, a lewd look on his face, and kept smacking his lips.

The veteran yawned and said casually, "What, envious?"

"How can I not be envious? A general is a general, getting married every night!"

"Unlike us ordinary soldiers, who suffer terribly, standing guard all night!"

The new recruits were filled with emotion, their envy evident in their expressions.

The veteran chuckled, "Don't listen to nonsense. If you keep listening, you might get scared, and don't blame me for not warning you."

The new recruit was immediately curious: "What do you mean? That girl is so pretty, how could she scare me?"

The veteran glanced around warily, then asked mysteriously, "You really want to know?"

The new soldier grew impatient and said, "Don't just say half of what you mean! What happened?"

The veteran immediately lowered his voice and said, "Let me tell you, our General Zheng has a strange habit. Whenever a beautiful young woman is brought into his tent, he will take a thin knife and slash her body until she is covered in blood and screams all night long."

"By the time they carried him out the next morning, he had bled to death!"

The recruit was instantly dumbfounded, his face turning pale: "Really? You're not lying to me? You're not going to take advantage of a perfectly good girl and instead try to cut her with a knife?"

The veteran patted him on the shoulder: "Why would I lie to you? Still find the sounds from inside the tent exciting?"

"No! I don't want to hear it!"

The recruits shook their heads like rattles, hurriedly covering their ears, their faces ashen.

The veteran was already used to it: "Let me tell you, our general is very capable, has a bad temper, and a lot of quirks. Don't worry about those useless things."

"Whether those girls live or die is none of our business; they're all Han Chinese women anyway..."

Before he finished speaking, a group of people suddenly rushed from afar and headed straight for Zheng Yanjun's tent.

The leader was none other than Yuan Ye, Zheng Yan's confidant.

The night watchmen quickly bowed and saluted, saying, "Greetings, Lord Yuan!"

Yuan Ye waved his hand casually, strode to the tent, and shouted, "General! The bandit army in Jiming City attacked in the middle of the night, but they have been stopped by the ambush you set up outside the camp!"

Suddenly, hurried footsteps came from inside the tent, and the curtain was abruptly thrown open.

Zheng Yan walked out carrying a thin, long knife, the blade still dripping with fresh blood.

"I didn't even launch a night attack, yet they dare to launch a sneak attack?"

He roared, "Men, seize my armor! I will personally confront these Han traitors!"

The once tranquil Northern Barbarian camp instantly erupted in chaos, with large numbers of soldiers quickly assembling and following Zheng Yan as they charged out of the camp.

Meanwhile, at the eastern city wall of Jiming City.

Lin Feng, wearing a black overcoat, urged repeatedly in a low voice, "Faster! Faster!"

Here on the city wall, several thick ropes hang down along the edge of the wall, with large bamboo baskets tied to the ends of each rope.

Lin Feng was leading his 500 elite troops, who were descending into bamboo baskets one after another via ropes, and arrived outside the city.

Tonight, Shi Chong and Zhang Tie took the initiative to lead their troops out of the south city to attack the Northern Barbarian camp in order to draw the enemy's attention.

Lin Feng, on the other hand, was to lead his elite troops into the mountains under cover of night to seek reinforcements.

The night wind howled, making his black clothes flutter.

Feng Qing, fully armored, stared intently at Lin Feng, her eyes filled with worry and reluctance: "Be careful in everything you do after we enter the mountains!"

"If all goes well, I will return with reinforcements within five to six days!"

After saying that, Lin Feng turned around and jumped into the bamboo basket.

"Lin Feng..."

Feng Qing suddenly called out to him, her heart tightening for no apparent reason, and she felt a sense of fear that she would never see him again.

"What's wrong?" Lin Feng turned to look at him, his gaze gentle.

Feng Qing's eyes reddened slightly as she forced a smile.

"If... if something happens and we don't come back, I won't blame you."

"My mother always said that life is rarely perfect, so just do your best and never hurt yourself."

She had already vaguely guessed Zhenyuan City's attitude towards Jiming City, but she was unwilling to point it out.

She only hoped that Lin Feng could live a good life.

Lin Feng stared blankly into her tearful eyes, remained silent for a moment, then said with unwavering determination, "Even if thousands of mountains and rivers separate us, I will definitely come back!"

After saying this, he leaped into the bamboo basket and slid rapidly down the rope.

The moment he left, Feng Qing could no longer hold back her tears, which streamed down her face as she whispered, "I'll wait for you..."

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Two days later, late at night.

The atmosphere was somber inside the council hall of Zhenyuan City.

King Li Yan of Qin sat upright in the main seat, his eyes sharp.

"I have decided that, starting tomorrow, we will launch a relentless attack on the Northern Barbarian camp, day and night!"

Since his great victory over Boyan Mengke at Niujiaoyuan, Li Yan has led his army to besiege the Northern Barbarian camp until now.

To this day, the Daqian army has suffered more than 14,000 casualties, with 50,000 troops remaining.

The Northern Barbarian army defended their camp, suffering relatively light losses, numbering around ten thousand.

Li Yan estimated that Bayan Mengke had about 25,000 troops remaining.

Now is the perfect time for a fierce attack.

Upon hearing this, Bi Fang and the others under Li Yan's command all showed joy and volunteered to fight.

"Your Highness is wise! The Northern Barbarian army is already at its last gasp!"

"Your Highness, this humble general is willing to lead the charge tomorrow!"

"This battle will surely defeat the Northern Barbarians and capture Bayan Mengke alive!"

In contrast, the generals of Liaodong Army and Zhenyuan City remained silent during the banquet.

The main force behind this fierce attack was the Liaodong Army.

Of the 14,000 who died in battle, 9,000 were from the Liaodong Army.

Su Mo and Li Ping'an were not happy at all.

The officers of the Zhenyuan Army were filled with worry.

Zhang Liao remains unconscious, and the three thousand Zhenyuan soldiers trapped in Jiming City are also nowhere to be found.

Lu Zheng, Bian Xi, and the others looked increasingly grim.

However, Li Yan disregarded all of this and began to make arrangements with great enthusiasm.

"The battle will begin tomorrow. Our army will split into two groups and attack alternately."

"Issue my military order—we will not withdraw until the northern barbarian camp is breached!"

"Gentlemen, let us establish unparalleled glory in this battle..."

"Report—"

Outside the council chamber, Li Yan's personal guards rushed to the door, knelt on one knee, and announced, "Your Highness, General Lin has returned!"

Li Yan was speaking with great enthusiasm when he was abruptly interrupted, his tone quite displeased: "General Lin? Which General Lin?"

Lu Zheng suddenly stood up and asked the guard urgently, "Is this General Lin Feng?"

"Exactly!" the guard replied.

Upon hearing this, Lü Zheng and Li Ping'an were overjoyed and rushed out of the council hall one after the other.

The others were astonished by what they saw.

Only Li Yan and Fang Hui had strange expressions, revealing a hint of unease.

The front courtyard of the imperial palace.

Wang Dahu, Zhang Ergou, Wang Tu, and others collapsed to the ground, covered in filth and exhausted to the point of near collapse.

Raymond Lam wasn't in much better shape; his clothes were tattered and his face was covered in dust.

But he still stood tall, his eyes fixed intently on the direction of the palace, anxious and eager to see the King of Qin immediately.

"Brother Lin!"

Lu Zheng and Li Ping'an rushed over, and their eyes welled up with tears the moment they saw Lin Feng.

"You're finally back!"

Li Ping'an rushed forward, hugged him tightly, and said in a choked voice, "I thought you'd vanished into thin air!"

Lu Zheng stepped forward and hugged the two tightly, his voice hoarse: "It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back! Brother Lin, how is Jiming City now?"

Lin Feng's voice was hoarse as he opened his mouth and said, "It's a long story. First, take me to see His Highness Prince Qin!"