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

"Clang—"

The iron rod and the Soul-Snatching Halberd collided fiercely, sparks flying everywhere.

The immense force traveled through the weapon, causing Shi Chong to stagger back three steps, his hands trembling slightly.

However, his gaze was like a sharp blade, fixed intently on Zheng Yan.

"Zhang Tie, take the brothers and go first!"

Shi Chong roared at Zhang Tie, already resigned to his fate.

He and Zhang Tie originally wanted to break through, but they were blocked by the main force of the Northern Barbarian Army led by Zheng Yan.

After a long and arduous struggle, they are still unable to break free. The only way to save the others is to leave someone behind to cover their retreat.

"No!"

Zhang Tie was already panting heavily from the fighting, his armor splattered with blood, but he still roared with his neck stiff, "The righteous army doesn't need me, Zhang Tie! But it absolutely cannot do without you, Brother Shi!"

Before he finished speaking, he swung his bright silver plum blossom hammer and charged straight at Zheng Yan.

"I'll lead our men to cover the rear, Brother Shi, hurry!"

Shi Chong and Zhang Tie both vied to stay behind, which amused Zheng Yan.

He suddenly brandished the Soul-Snatching Halberd, its cold light flashing as he sneered repeatedly.

"Leave? None of you are leaving!"

"Today, we will settle the score with you for killing my brother Torre!"

After saying that, Zheng Yan launched a sudden attack, the Soul-Snatching Halberd carrying a sharp wind, rushing straight at the two of them.

Zheng Yan arrived by night and did not ride a horse, but the Soul-Snatching Halberd in his hand was swift and unstoppable.

Shi Chong and Zhang Tie joined forces, but Shi Chong gradually lost ground and was no match for him.

Zheng Yan's heavy blows came one after another, as powerful as thunder.

Shi Chong and Zhang Tie could only defend passively, without even a chance to catch their breath.

Occasional counterattacks were like scratching an itch through a boot, failing to harm Zheng Yan in the slightest.

"You two bastards! You think you can stop the iron hooves of my Northern Barbarian army? Dream on!"

Zheng Yan, caught up in the excitement of the battle, suddenly let out a loud shout and used his internal energy circulation technique to launch three rapid attacks in succession.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

Shi Chong gritted his teeth and endured the attack, but Zheng Yan's attacks were too fast, one halberd after another, giving him no chance to catch his breath.

After three strikes, with a clang, the iron rod in Shi Chong's hand was knocked away.

The backlash from the immense force exacerbated his internal organ injuries.

Blood slowly trickled down Shi Chong's lips. He was in excruciating pain even when he was breathing, and his body swayed as if he were about to collapse.

"Brother Shi!"

Seeing Zheng Yan launch another attack, the Soul-Snatching Halberd thrusts straight at Shi Chong's face.

Zhang Tie's eyes were bloodshot as he rushed forward like a madman, trying his best to block the fatal blow.

But he was a step too slow, and Zheng Yan punched the side of the Plum Blossom Silver Hammer with his backhand.

Zheng Yan was born with immense strength, and this punch actually deflected Zhang Tie's bright silver hammer by half a foot.

The force traveled through the hammer handle, and Zhang Tie's arm went numb from the impact, almost causing him to drop the hammer.

Shi Chong saw the killing move coming and tried to dodge it.

But his body was no longer under his control, and he could only watch helplessly as the halberd tip approached.

Just at this critical moment, Zheng Yan suddenly heard a sharp whooshing sound.

"call out!"

His forward attack came to an abrupt halt, and the Soul-Snatching Halberd swiftly shifted back to defend, blocking horizontally in front of his chest.

"Ding!"

The armor-piercing arrow slammed into the Soul-Snatching Halberd, and the immense force contained in the arrowhead made even Zheng Yan's heart skip a beat.

He looked up and saw a familiar figure standing high up, holding a heavy, hard bow, coldly aiming at him.

"Lin Feng!"

Zheng Yan squeezed out those two words through gritted teeth, his eyes filled with hatred.

Every day he attacked Jiming City, he longed to see Lin Feng.

He wanted to execute Lin Feng by slow slicing, so that he would be unable to live or die!

"Good son, you still know how to greet your father?"

Lin Feng raised an eyebrow and smiled, saying in a flippant tone, "Come, come! Daddy will play with you, but be careful not to get hurt by my arrows!"

After saying that, he drew his bow again and shot an armor-piercing arrow at Zheng Yan with a whooshing sound!

Lin Feng was about 150 steps away from Zheng Yan, a distance that posed no challenge for him.

One after another, armor-piercing arrows came swiftly and cunningly, keeping Zheng Yan busy and leaving him no time to spare.

Just then, flatbed trucks suddenly rushed out from the alleys on both sides of the long street.

The truck was piled with burning straw and stacked with fireworks and firecrackers, the flames illuminating half the sky.

"Rush!"

Wang Ling, Wan Qian, and the others each pushed a flatbed cart, charging with all their might into the Northern Barbarian army's ranks.

The crackling and popping sounds rose and fell, flames and thick smoke intertwined, throwing the Northern Barbarian army's formation into chaos.

The method that Torre used to rescue Zheng Yan was now being used by Lin Feng to rescue Shi Chong and Zhang Tie.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Lin Feng's armor-piercing arrows became increasingly cunning, and even with Zheng Yan's superior martial arts skills, he found it difficult to escape for a while.

Seeing his soldiers disoriented and suffering heavy casualties from the smoke and fire, Zheng Yan flew into a rage.

"Raymond Lam! You traitor! If you have the guts, come down here and fight me to the death!"

"Is this all you can do, these underhanded tricks?"

Lin Feng's arrows didn't stop, and his words were equally sharp: "Good son, your head will be taken from your neck sooner or later, but not today."

"Father has other matters to attend to, please excuse me!"

Having said that, Lin Feng pushed his strength to the limit and fired the last armor-piercing arrow.

"Whoosh!"

The thick smoke obscured Zheng Yan's vision, so he could only rely on his instincts to dodge.

With a sharp "rip," the arrow grazed his shoulder, tearing through his armor and drawing a trickle of blood.

By the time he broke through the smoke, Lin Feng had already disappeared.

Even Shi Chong, Zhang Tie, and others who were surrounded by him took the opportunity to break through and escape!

"Chase them! Bring them back no matter what!"

Zheng Yan was so angry that his eyes turned red, and he gave a stern order.

He had finally broken into the city; how could he just watch his cooked duck fly away?

After getting rid of Zheng Yan, bad news followed one after another.

Lin Feng and the others gradually learned that the north gate of the city had fallen.

Zheng Yan's second younger brother, Zheng Bin, has already led his troops into the city.

The southern part of the city was also attacked by the Northern Barbarian army.

Wang Dahu, Zhang Ergou, and others fought desperately, but fortunately, Lü Zheng and Li Ping'an arrived in time to help, barely managing to stabilize the situation.

The messenger sent by Li Ping'an brought Lin Feng a message with only one word: Hurry!

For the time being, the south gate can still be defended.

But prolonged defense will inevitably lead to defeat. Lin Feng and his men must race against time and desperately retreat to the south of the city!

During the evacuation, Shi Chong was carried by four soldiers and was already in a daze.

He had been fighting Zheng Yan alone for a long time, and his internal organs had already been injured by the immense force. He had only managed to hold on until this moment by sheer willpower.

"General Lin... General Lin..." Shi Chong opened his eyes with difficulty and called out to Lin Feng in a weak voice.

"General Shi, I'm here!"

Lin Feng quickly walked to his side and gently took his cold hand in his.

Shi Chong looked at Lin Feng, forcing a smile, his voice broken and hesitant.

"What happened tonight is not your fault... It's enough that you came... It was my carelessness that prevented me from defending Jiming City, it has nothing to do with you."

He was afraid that Lin Feng would feel guilty, so he tried his best to comfort him.

Shi Chong's words brought tears to Lin Feng's eyes, and he gripped Shi Chong's hand even tighter.

"General Shi, believe me, I will definitely lead you out of here! I will!"

Lin Feng had barely finished speaking when Wan Qian suddenly shouted, "My lord! There are Northern Barbarian Tartars ahead!"

Everyone looked up and saw about two hundred Northern Barbarian soldiers at the end of the street, approaching them menacingly.

Upon seeing this, Lin Feng immediately drew his Cheng Ying sword, his eyes sharp as an eagle's.

"Charge!"

No matter how many obstacles lie ahead, we must fight our way to the South Gate today, only then will this escape have a sliver of hope.

Lin Feng charged into the enemy ranks like a tiger descending a mountain.

Amidst the flashing swords, the northern barbarian soldiers fell to the ground one after another.

He single-handedly disrupted the enemy's formation.

But there were just too many Northern Barbarian soldiers; every time one group was killed, another group would arrive.

One wave is defeated, another surges forth.

Along the way, Lin Feng practically stepped over corpses, his armor already soaked in blood.

But just as the group was two streets away from the South Gate, they suddenly heard the sound of rapid hoofbeats behind them.

Zheng Yan has caught up!

"Second brother, follow me and kill these bastards!"

Zheng Yan shouted loudly and, together with his second brother Zheng Bin, led his troops forward with great momentum.

Seeing Zheng Yan's troops approaching, Zhang Tie gritted his teeth and shouted, "General Lin, you take General Shi and the others and go first. I'll stay behind to cover the rear!"

His face and armor were covered in blood, so much so that it was impossible to tell whether it was the enemy's or his own.

No one knows how many Northern Barbarian soldiers he has killed.

Everyone knew that if no one stayed behind to stop Zheng Yan, none of them could leave.

"Zhang Tie..."

A look of sorrow welled up in Feng Qing's eyes, her gaze filled with reluctance.

Zhang Tie looked at Feng Qing, his eyes swirling with reluctance and long-hidden affection.

However, he still hardened his heart and gently pushed her.

"As long as Brother Shi is protected, the righteous army will still exist!"

"Remember what the three of us said—drive out the northern barbarians and restore our beautiful land! Let's go!"

After saying that, he turned to Lin Feng with a solemn expression: "General Lin, I entrust Brother Shi and Miss Feng to you!"

Everyone knows that this farewell likely means they will be separated by death.

Lin Feng looked at him, solemnly cupped his hands, and said firmly, "General Zhang, take care!"

After saying this, he grabbed Feng Qing, whose eyes were blurry with tears, and without further hesitation, led the others to quickly retreat towards the south gate.

Zhang Tie, who was left behind, looked around. He had more than two hundred trusted soldiers by his side, all of whom were brothers he had personally trained.

He raised his bright silver plum blossom hammer high, its sound echoing across the land.

"Brothers! Follow me and kill the Tartars!"

"Killing one is enough to break even, killing two is a bonus!"

"Today, we'll fight them to the death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Tie rushed out first.

The bright silver hammer, wielded like a shooting star, charged towards the Northern Barbarian army.

This was the last charge of his life!