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

The feud between the Great Qian Dynasty and the Northern Barbarians has lasted for three hundred years, and now, when it comes to peace talks, even taking the first step is so difficult.

Both sides stuck to their own versions of events and refused to yield, neither willing to be the first to put pen to paper and initiate any talks about peace.

Previously, King Li Yan of Qin had achieved a great victory over Boyan Mengke at Niujiaoyuan.

If he had taken advantage of his great victory to negotiate with the Northern Barbarians at that time, they would have readily and proactively offered a peace proposal, temporarily halting the war and giving him face and respect.

After all, winning on the battlefield naturally gives you an edge at the negotiating table.

However, Li Yan was too greedy and tried to swallow up Bayan Mengke's troops in one gulp, which only prolonged the war and caused heavy losses.

Now that he has been unable to capture the Northern Barbarian camp after a long siege, his bargaining chips have been almost completely exhausted.

And this is precisely the source of the Northern Barbarians' confidence in their struggle with Li Yan.

You, Li Yan, did indeed win at Niujiaoyuan, but in your subsequent attack on our main camp, you not only failed to win, but also suffered heavy losses and your plans fell through.

In this round, we, the Northern Barbarians, have won back a victory.

During halftime, both sides secretly discussed the matter, racking their brains to force the other side to back down first.

Prince Zhou, Li Ji, frowned slightly and said softly, "Your Majesty, the Northern Barbarians are very adamant. I'm afraid we won't achieve anything today."

Prince Li Zhen of Jin nodded slowly, his tone indifferent: "It's alright. If it doesn't work today, we'll wait until tomorrow. We have plenty of time to wear down the Northern barbarians!"

King Qin, Li Yan, sneered: "Those northern barbarians shout 'stop the war,' but they have no sincerity whatsoever!"

"If we can't reach a satisfactory conclusion by today or tomorrow, I will send my troops to attack again!"

At present, the only method Li Yan can think of is to put pressure on the north by force.

Su Mo's heart tightened upon hearing this, and he quickly stepped forward to dissuade him, saying, "Your Highness, please do not act rashly! You must not resort to violence again!"

Li Yan glanced at Su Mo sideways, his tone tinged with sarcasm: "Lord Su, besides resorting to war again, what other options do you have? These barbarians from the North only understand the logic of might."

Su Mo was speechless for a moment.

Just then, the Qin King's personal guards stationed around the high platform suddenly shouted a stern warning: "Be on guard! Someone is coming this way!"

Today, peace talks are being held on the high platform. Both the Great Qian and the Northern Barbarians have brought only a few people, with each side having five hundred guards accompanying them.

The guards' warning immediately triggered a chain reaction.

The guards of both countries immediately protected their respective negotiating officials, all looking in the direction the guards were pointing.

Sure enough, there was a figure in the wilderness.

But he was all alone.

Because of the distance, I couldn't see his face clearly, but I could vaguely make out that he was a tall and thin figure.

Erqir raised his hand to shield his eyes from his brow and looked for a moment before shouting loudly towards the Daqian camp: "Your Highness, was this person arranged by your country?"

Li Yan frowned even more deeply: "Lord Erqier is joking. Could it be that you arranged this? He came all the way from the northeast!"

eccentric!

Both Li Yan and Boyan Mengke harbored doubts.

Today marks the first day of peace talks between the two countries, and people both inside and outside the city are well aware of the significance of this matter.

Apart from the two negotiating teams, there should have been no one else around.

How could such a lone person suddenly appear?

Prince Li Zhen of Jin narrowed his eyes and slowly guessed, "Could he be a refugee fleeing south? Look at his attire."

The person gradually approached, and their attire became clearer.

His clothes were tattered and filthy, and their original color was no longer discernible.

Her hair was a mess, like a bird's nest, and was barely held together with a wooden hairpin.

His face was so dirty that his true features were unrecognizable; he clearly looked like a refugee.

King Zhou, Li Ji, sighed softly and ordered, "With the war raging on, the people are suffering! Men, take him into the city, give him some food and drink, and find him a place to stay."

The appearance of the refugees was just a minor incident.

After their identities were confirmed, the atmosphere on the platform eased slightly.

Officials from both sides sat down again and continued to negotiate and maneuver for peace.

But they had barely sat down when the guards sent out by the King of Zhou rushed back, their expressions unusually strange.

"Your Highness, that person...that person is not a refugee."

Li Ji was taken aback: "Not a refugee? Then who is he?"

The guard replied with a bitter face, "He said he is General Lin Feng."

What?!

On the high platform, Li Pingan, Lü Zheng, and Feng Qing suddenly stood up.

"Raymond Lam is still alive?!"

Li Ping'an rushed down from the platform, grabbed his bodyguard, and asked urgently, "Are you sure you saw clearly? Is he really Brother Lin?"

The guard shook his head with a wry smile: "Sir, his face was so dirty that I couldn't tell anything, so I rushed back to report."

"He's still alive! He's really still alive!"

Without bothering to verify, Feng Qing turned around and ran towards the disheveled figure.

Seeing this, Li Ping'an and Lü Zheng quickly followed.

The peace talks on the high platform came to an abrupt end.

Bayan Mengke, Erqier, Getu, and others all showed great interest in the name "Lin Feng".

Ge Tu chuckled, his tone full of schadenfreude: "It seems that Zheng Yan's attempt to hunt down Lin Feng in the mountains has failed."

He and Zheng Yan had always been at odds, and he felt quite pleased to see the other party get the short end of the stick.

Sa Li stood with his hands in his pockets, his expression calm, as if he had expected this all along.

"Elephant Trunk Hill covers a vast area, and a few thousand people entering the mountain is just a drop in the ocean."

"It is understandable that General Zheng Yan, despite his bravery, could not catch up with Lin Feng."

The Northern Barbarians only knew that Zheng Yan had been ordered to enter the mountains to hunt down Lin Feng, but they knew nothing about the specific battle situation in the mountains.

General Buhe stood with his arms crossed, a smile playing on his lips: "To be able to recapture Jiming City from Zheng Yan and even rescue a portion of the rebel army, Lin Feng is truly remarkable!"

"Just wait and see. Before long, Zheng Yan will have to apologize to the General for failing to kill Lin Feng. He'll probably be furious."

On the other side, Feng Qing had already run up to that figure.

The closer she got, the more her heart trembled... Could it really be him?

Feng Qing was eager for an answer, and when their eyes met and she saw his still bright and gentle eyes, all her doubts vanished instantly.

"Raymond Lam!"

She suddenly threw herself into Raymond Lam's arms and burst into tears, crying, "I thought you were dead! Waaah..."

Feng Qing was quite strong, and the impact hit Lin Feng's still-healing ribs and other wounds, causing him to gasp in pain.

Despite the pain, he gently patted Feng Qing's hair and soothed her softly, "Didn't I tell you? The person who can kill me hasn't been born yet!"

"Don't cry, don't cry..."

After calming Feng Qing down, Lin Feng looked up and bumped into Li Ping'an and Lü Zheng, who were rushing over.

Li Ping'an's eyes reddened as he stepped forward and lightly punched Lin Feng's right shoulder, his voice choked with emotion: "You brat, you're still alive! I knew no one could kill you, Lin Feng!"

Lin Feng grimaced and dodged, saying, "Gently, gently, are you trying to kill me while you're at it?"

Ignoring everything else, Lü Zheng rushed forward and hugged him tightly, his voice filled with lingering fear and relief.

"It's good that you're back! It's good that you're alive!"

"If something really happens to you, I won't have the face to see my godfather, let alone face the brothers under your command!"

The man did not cry easily because he did not reach the sad spot.

In the past few days, Lü Zheng has been filled with guilt and pain, hating himself for not being able to protect Lin Feng in the chaos of battle.

Whenever Wang Dahu, Zhang Ergou, and others under Lin Feng pressed him for the whereabouts of their commander, he was ashamed to answer.

He was even more afraid that if Zhang Liao woke up and asked Lin Feng about it, he wouldn't know how to answer.

Li Ping'an stepped forward, and the three of them embraced tightly.

Having gone through this life-or-death ordeal and been tempered by blood and fire, they are no longer blood brothers, but are closer than blood brothers.

A moment later, Li Ping'an and the others hurriedly informed Lin Feng of the current situation.

He then realized that peace talks between the two countries were taking place there.

I had just seen the flags of the two countries in the distance and came to investigate out of curiosity, only to witness this scene.

"Lin Feng, Deputy General of Zhenyuan Army, pays respects to His Highnesses Qin, Jin, and Zhou, and all other officials!"

Lin Feng walked down to the foot of the platform and bowed respectfully.

King Li Yan of Qin looked at him, his heart filled with mixed emotions, and said calmly, "No need for formalities."

Although he disliked Lin Feng, he was unwilling to lose his composure in front of the Northern Barbarians and show his dissatisfaction.

Prince Li Zhen of Jin smiled broadly and spoke in a kind tone: "Lord Lin, you survived a great calamity; your service is invaluable! Go and rest well; your elder brother will bestow rewards upon you later!"

In front of the northern barbarians, he spoke tactfully and politely.

Seeing Lin Feng's tattered clothes and numerous wounds, Prince Zhou, Li Ji, looked quite distressed: "Lord Lin, you must have suffered a lot these past few days. Go back to the city to rest and recover!"

Lin Feng bowed in thanks, but then changed the subject to peace talks: "Thank you for your concern, Your Highnesses! However, I have heard that peace talks between the two countries are currently being discussed. I wonder if there has been any progress?"

While the three kings were talking to Lin Feng, the Northern Barbarians kept their eyes fixed on him.

Upon hearing that he had actually inquired about the peace negotiations, Bao Yin, the barbarian general standing behind Getu, couldn't help but sneer, "Lin Feng, with all the princes and generals here discussing matters, who gives you the right to speak?"

"With your status, do you even have the right to interfere in this matter?"

"Don't they even know their own limitations!"

Bao Yin and Lin Feng had a long-standing feud. The two became enemies after the battle at Elephant Trunk Hill where the supply route was cut off.

Seeing Lin Feng presumptuously interfering in the peace negotiations, he couldn't help but mock him.

Lin Feng looked up at Bao Yin, a cold smile slowly curving his lips.

His voice wasn't loud, but every word was clear: "Weight? The weight of a human head, is that enough?"