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

Zheng Bin swayed and collapsed heavily to his knees, clinging to life with only his last breath.

"My brother... will surely kill you!"

He opened his eyes wide and, with his last ounce of strength, squeezed out a few words through clenched teeth.

Lin Feng glanced at him coldly, slowly raising the Cheng Ying Sword, its blade gleaming with a chilling light.

"You'll be waiting on the road to the underworld! Let's see whether your brother goes to the netherworld first, or I, Lin Feng, return to dust first!"

"Buzz—"

The Cheng Ying Sword transformed into a streak of light, and Zheng Bin's head flew off, spraying blood three feet wide.

"Zheng Bin is dead. Who dares to fight me, Lin Feng!"

Lin Feng caught the bloody head with his backhand and roared loudly.

Li Ping'an, Lü Zheng, and the soldiers of the Daqian Army behind them immediately echoed, their shouts resounding through the mountains and forests.

"Zheng Bin is dead!"

"Zheng Bin is dead!"

"Zheng Bin is dead!"

……

Zheng Bin's execution hastened the defeat of the Northern Barbarian army.

Without their supreme commander and attacked from both sides, the Northern Barbarian army suffered heavy casualties in this battle.

Of the four thousand barbarian soldiers who attacked, more than two thousand three hundred were killed.

Those who escaped were mostly seriously injured and fled in a sorry state.

The battlefield was in complete disarray after the fierce battle, with broken blades, corpses, and bloodstains scattered across the mountains and fields.

Under the old locust tree not far away, Lin Feng, Li Ping'an, and Lü Zheng gathered together.

Lu Zheng, beaming with excitement, slapped his thigh and exclaimed, "Brother Lin, that battle was exhilarating! You even slew that villain Zheng Bin! If Zheng Yan knew, he'd be furious!"

"That feels great! Hahahaha!"

Li Ping'an nodded slightly, his expression solemn yet unable to conceal his approval.

"You deliberately used the eagle to reveal your position, and then set up a trap with scarecrows and tents to make the falcon mistakenly believe that the main force was still in the camp."

"This deception is truly brilliant!"

"After this battle, Zheng Yan will surely learn his lesson and will not divide his forces again."

"Brother Lin, what are your plans for the future?"

Unbeknownst to them, Li Ping'an and Lü Zheng had long since become accustomed to following Lin Feng's decisions and regarded him as their pillar of support.

Lin Feng glanced at his own soldiers who were looting the spoils of war not far away, and said in a deep voice, "General Shi is still unconscious. We need to send someone to take him back to Zhenyuan City for treatment. We should also escort the brothers who are seriously injured back with him."

"Let's split up, taking the remaining able-bodied brothers and keep at it with Zheng Yan!"

Lu Zheng immediately clenched his fists, his fighting spirit soaring: "If we can kill Zheng Bin, we can kill Zheng Yan! Brother Lin, you're quick-witted, you must have a brilliant plan!"

Lin Feng's eyes darted around, and a flash of inspiration struck him.

"Do you remember when we were escaping from Elephant Trunk Mountain, we passed through a secluded valley?"

"That place is strategically located and difficult to spot, which is perfect for it..."

After Lin Feng explained his plan in detail, Lü Zheng and Li Ping'an had no objections and immediately agreed to go with him into danger.

Lin Feng and his group remained on the battlefield for about half an hour.

They looted all the food and silver from the dead Northern Barbarian soldiers before setting off.

They then divided their forces, sending Shi Chong and the seriously wounded soldiers away, while dispatching another hundred able-bodied soldiers to escort them along the way.

At this point, Lin Feng and his two companions had only about 2,300 soldiers remaining in good fighting condition.

When Zheng Yan led his troops to the battlefield, it was already dawn.

As the eastern sky began to lighten and the dawn pierced through the clouds, a horrific scene came into view.

Corpses lay strewn across the fields, and blood flowed like rivers!

"Quick! Go find my second brother!"

"Examine each body carefully, see if there is any trace of him!" Zheng Yan roared fiercely.

On his way there, he encountered some defeated soldiers, but he was still unable to confirm Zheng Bin's fate.

Many people fled after hearing that "Zheng Bin is dead" and seeing their comrades deserting.

Fighting in the mountains is not the same as attacking a city, especially since there was no supervising team to support the rear.

Once defeated, it will trigger a chain reaction.

At Zheng Yan's command, the soldiers had no choice but to search the bodies one by one and carefully identify the bodies.

He was filled with remorse, hating himself for listening to the falconer's nonsense and rashly dividing his troops.

If they had always kept their forces united, how could they have suffered such a crushing defeat!

The bodies were turned over and examined one by one, but Zheng Bin was nowhere to be found.

Zheng Yan breathed a slight sigh of relief, forcing himself to console himself: "I knew my second brother was highly skilled in martial arts; how could he have died so easily? He must have gotten lost while breaking through the encirclement last night; he'll find me sooner or later!"

"Zheng Gang! Take your men and gather the fleeing soldiers from the surrounding area. You must find out the whereabouts of my second brother!"

Before the words were even finished, the voice of the head guard, Zheng Gang, trembled as he spoke: "General, look over there..."

Zheng Yan looked in the direction he pointed, and his blood instantly froze, as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

On a withered, crooked tree, a corpse was found with a spear piercing its chest, pinned to the trunk.

His abdomen was cut open, exposing his internal organs, and a roll of cloth was still in his mouth.

Previously, the dim light had prevented them from noticing the body, but now, with the rising sun, the corpse's appearance was clearly illuminated.

Yuan Ye stood aside, his heart pounding with shock.

He never expected that Zheng Bin would actually die!

Although the Zheng brothers are bloodthirsty cannibals, they value brotherhood very much.

Now that Zheng Bin has died tragically, Zheng Yan will surely go completely insane!

Yuan Ye secretly pondered how to persuade Zheng Yan to give up chasing Lin Feng and retreat back to Jiming City as soon as possible, but he saw that Zheng Yan's eyes were already red.

"Someone! Take that body down!"

Zheng Yan pointed at the withered tree, his voice icy: "I want to see who dares to impersonate Erlang and deceive me!"

He still refused to believe that his own brother had died on the battlefield.

The guards exchanged bewildered glances, but none dared to disobey. They rushed to the withered tree and carefully removed the body. As soon as they began, a chill ran down their spines.

Zheng Bin's head was tied to a tree branch with a rope, barely resting on his neck.

"General, please look..."

The guards shakily carried the corpse to Zheng Yan.

Zheng Yan suddenly bent down and reached out to brush aside the blood-stained, disheveled hair on the corpse.

A face frozen in shock, resentment, and bitterness was starkly exposed in the morning light.

It was Zheng Bin!

"Erlang...why did you leave?"

Zheng Yan's voice choked with sobs, his eyes were bloodshot, and tears mixed with blood slid down his cheeks.

"If you leave, how will you explain it to Mother when you get back, brother?"

He reached out with trembling hands and removed the strip of cloth from Zheng Bin's mouth.

With a flick of the wrist, the strip of cloth unfurled.

On the narrow strip of cloth, six large characters were written in blood.

The handwriting was flamboyant and powerful, exuding a chilling murderous aura—"The one who will kill Zheng Bin is Lin Feng!"

"Lin Feng..."

Zheng Yan's face twitched violently, then he let out a heart-wrenching roar, "Lin Feng! I, Zheng Yan, will never forgive you, not even to the death! Ah!!!"

This hatred far surpassed that of anyone he had ever hated in his life.

But he had nowhere to vent, and his chest felt like it was about to explode, his eyes bloodshot like a madman.

"It's all your fault! It's all your fault, you lowly person!"

Zheng Yan turned around abruptly, his gaze sharp as a knife, sweeping across the crowd.

"Burigud!"

The falconer, Burigud, was huddled among the soldiers, trembling with fear.

Now, when Zheng Yan shouted out his name, he was so frightened that he trembled like a leaf and couldn't even stand up straight.

"General...I..."

Burigud stammered, "The Han people are too cunning! They used straw men and campfires to confuse my falcon. I... I didn't mean to!"

"Please, General, give me another chance. I will definitely find Lin Feng and avenge the Second General!"

At this moment, Zheng Yan had already become a wild bull that had run out of control.

The killing intent emanating from him was almost tangible.

"Because he believed your worthless nonsense, Erlang was disemboweled by Lin Feng and died a gruesome death!"

Zheng Yan's eyes widened in fury: "What use are you to me?!"

Upon seeing this, Yuan Ye's heart tightened, and he quickly stepped forward to persuade him, "General, please calm down! Although Burigude made a mistake, his tracking skills are truly extraordinary. I beg you, General, to spare his life and let him atone for his crime through meritorious service!"

"Buzz!"

The Soul-Snatching Halberd thrust forward with lightning speed.

Burigud didn't even have a chance to escape before his head was smashed by the halberd tip, and red and white matter splattered all over the ground.

The soldiers around them were terrified and retreated, not daring to even breathe.

Yuan Ye's persuasion came to an abrupt halt. His lips moved, but he ultimately dared not utter another word.

He was terrified that the crazed Zheng Yan would kill him as well.

"Give me your all to track down Raymond Lam!"

Zheng Yan raised the Soul-Snatching Halberd high and roared, issuing the order: "No one shall step out of Elephant Trunk Mountain without beheading Lin Feng!"

He has completely gone mad.

At this moment, nothing matters anymore—whether it's Zhenyuan City, Jiming City, or the advantages and disadvantages of the battle.

In his mind, only one thought remained—to kill Lin Feng and avenge Zheng Bin!