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

Bao Yin's gaze suddenly sharpened, and she asked in a cold voice, "A head? Whose head? Could it be... mine?"

"Lin Feng, if you're going to fight to the death, I'll fight you to the bitter end!"

The murderous intent in his eyes surged instantly, almost overflowing.

However, Lin Feng scoffed, his tone tinged with disdain: "General Baoyin, you overestimate the value of your head!"

"Of course, mine, Raymond Lam's, isn't worth it either!"

With that, he bowed to Prince Qin, Li Yan, and said, "Your Highness, please allow me to take out the spoils of war and 'reason' with the northern barbarians."

Although Prince Qin, Li Yan, could not fathom Lin Feng's intentions, he could not reveal his distrust of his subordinate due to the presence of the Northern Barbarians.

After a moment's thought, he simply nodded: "Granted!"

Lin Feng immediately carried the bulging, messy bag onto the platform.

On the outside of the baggage, a long object wrapped in coarse cloth caught the eye—it was clearly a weapon.

"Bang!"

He placed the package heavily on the negotiating table and let out a long sigh of relief.

Bayan Mengke frowned slightly, somewhat displeased: "Your Highness, is this the dignity and etiquette of the Great Qian Dynasty? Such an important peace negotiation occasion, and you allow a mere deputy general to cause such a ruckus?"

Su Mo immediately stepped forward and argued in a deep voice: "General Boyan Mengke, you are mistaken. You have not even seen the item that Lin Feng is going to show, so it is inappropriate to make a hasty judgment."

"Lin Feng is an outstanding figure in our Great Qian Army, and he would never dare to act recklessly in such a setting."

Getu, standing beside Bayan Mengke, glanced at Lin Feng, who was busy at work, and scoffed, "Playing tricks! What heads? It's nothing more than beheading a few lowly soldiers and bringing them back!"

"Everyone here is a seasoned veteran. You've seen hundreds, even thousands of heads, let alone just one. Who are you trying to scare?!"

"Snapped!"

With a crisp sound, Lin Feng untied the tattered cloth from a short blade and slammed it hard on the table.

Getu's words came to an abrupt halt, his gaze fixed on the short blade... which looked somewhat familiar.

The blade is thirteen inches long and curved, a weapon specifically designed for close-quarters combat and armor penetration.

The hilt was wrapped around the metacarpal bone and firmly bound with copper wire, while the curved blade gleamed with a faint blood-red light.

"This is... General Zheng Yan's guillotine-slicing dagger?!"

The barbarian general Baoyin cried out in shock, his eyes fixed on the weapon.

"General Baoyin has excellent taste!" Lin Feng said with a smile.

Without stopping, he continued to untangle the tattered cloth covering another weapon.

Bao Yin looked surprised and doubtful: "How did the Gut-Slicing Blade end up here with you?"

This gut-slicing blade was a weapon made from human bones by Zheng Yan, and he never parted with it.

Now that Zheng Yan is in Lin Feng's hands, could it be that something happened to him?

Within the Daqian camp.

Fang Hui leaned close to Prince Qin, Li Yan, and whispered, "Your Highness, judging from the situation, Lin Feng has seized Zheng Yan's weapon... Perhaps Zheng Yan is already dead at his hands!"

King Li Yan of Qin was shocked, his face filled with astonishment: "He actually managed to kill Zheng Yan?"

Zheng Yan's reputation was well-known throughout the Northern Barbarians, and even within the Great Qian Dynasty, many people had heard of him.

How could such a fierce and powerful general have died at the hands of Lin Feng?

Li Yan's heart suddenly raced. If it were true, today's negotiations would give his side a complete advantage over the Northern Barbarians.

"Bang!"

Lin Feng slammed the second weapon onto the table, causing an uproar among the Northern Barbarians.

Buhe pointed at the halberd, his voice trembling: "That's General Zheng's Soul-Snatching Halberd! Why is it in your hands?"

The dried bloodstains on the Soul-Snatching Halberd were still visible, and the Northern Barbarians felt a sense of foreboding upon seeing them.

Zheng Yan, did you lose?

They knew Zheng Yan's abilities very well; he was a top-notch general in the Northern Barbarians' martial arts, yet he was defeated by an unknown nobody.

Lin Feng smiled mysteriously, deliberately keeping everyone in suspense: "General, why don't you take a guess?"

"Lin Feng, so what if you seized General Zheng's weapon? It proves nothing!"

Bao Yin gritted her teeth and roared angrily, "I absolutely refuse to believe that General Zheng would be defeated by an unknown nobody like you!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Feng smiled faintly: "General Baoyin is quite stubborn. Very well, I will make you give up completely."

After saying that, he took out a round object tightly wrapped in rags from the deepest part of his bag.

The object instantly attracted everyone's attention.

As the tattered cloth was untied layer by layer, a strong smell of herbs mixed with the stench of decay wafted out.

"Please excuse my poor appearance!"

"The body was too heavy for me to carry back alone through mountains and rivers. I could only use herbs to barely slow down the decomposition of the head, so that it was still recognizable."

With that, he placed the severed head on the table.

The head, with its mouth stuffed with herbs and its face smeared with medicinal juice, was none other than Zheng Yan!

Zheng Yan's head was covered with lividity, and the areas where the herbs had not been evenly applied had begun to rot, making him look extremely horrifying.

The entire arena fell silent; both the Great Qian and the Northern Barbarians held their breath.

The faces of the people of Daqian were filled with surprise and ecstasy.

No one expected that Lin Feng would actually kill this famous and fierce general of the Northern Barbarians!

With Zheng Yan's head here, the peace talks today are a foregone conclusion!

King Qin Li Yan's lips kept curving upwards, but when he saw the Northern Barbarians looking as if they had lost their parents, he forcibly suppressed his laughter.

Prince Li Zhen of Jin looked at Lin Feng, his eyes filled with even greater joy.

He secretly resolved: if given the opportunity, he would definitely recruit this rare talent into his ranks!

The atmosphere on the northern barbarian side was extremely tense.

Although Zheng Yan was of low character and had a cannibalistic appetite, he was extremely capable and could be ranked among the top twenty generals in the Northern Barbarian Kingdom.

But he actually died just like that!

Counting the days, the Northern Barbarians and the Great Qian have been at war for nearly fifty years.

This is the first time a general of this rank has been killed in action.

"Sa Li!"

Bayan Mengke took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Send someone to make a sandalwood body to contain General Zheng's head and send it back to China for a proper burial."

Sa Li bowed and clasped his hands in greeting: "Yes!"

Bayan Mengke's gaze swept over Lin Feng, lingering on his face for a long time before turning to the King of Qin.

"Your Highness, the King of Qin, your army is of noble character and has returned the body of my general, which demonstrates your sincerity in negotiating peace."

"Why don't we finalize the peace negotiations today?"

Bayan Mengke was a pure warrior, and his belief was simple and direct: only by winning on the battlefield can one win at the negotiating table.

Lin Feng's appearance completely broke the deadlock.

With Zheng Yan's head alone, there's no need to say more.

The Northern Barbarians are doomed to lose.

He seized the opportunity and found a plausible pretext to actively promote peace negotiations.

The date for the peace talks was tentatively agreed upon that same day.

Furthermore, it was agreed that the Northern Barbarians would send the peace treaty documents to the Great Qian Baiyujing.

The reason was quite ingenious: the military officer of the Great Qian returned the "corpse" of Zheng Yan, the general of the Northern Barbarians, and the Northern Barbarians, grateful for the magnanimity and courtesy of the Great Qian, were willing to take the initiative to negotiate peace.

In this way, the Great Qian Dynasty was given enough face, and the Northern Barbarians were not made too embarrassed.

That night, in a tavern in Zhenyuan City.

The lobby on the first floor was packed, with even the tavern's waiters, manager, and cooks crowding to the side, their eyes wide as they listened intently.

"I fought Zheng Yan to the death on the cliff, and I finally managed to knock him off the cliff. But the groove at the front of his Soul-Snatching Halberd got caught on the leather belt at my waist."

Lin Feng patted his waist, his voice still trembling with fear: "He actually dragged me down with him!"

Upon hearing this, a collective gasp of astonishment rippled through the crowd.

"Brother Lin, so...you weren't smashed to pieces?"

Wan Qian swallowed hard and asked anxiously, "How did you survive?"

Lin Feng took a sip of wine to moisten his throat and slowly said, "I thought I was going to die, but who knew there would be a pool of water at the bottom of the cliff!"

"After we both fell into the pool, that bastard Zheng Yan locked my neck from behind."

"We fought in the water, and he gained the upper hand, almost strangling me to death, but guess what?"

Lin Feng deliberately kept everyone in suspense, lowering his voice.

"That night, a black dragon was found dwelling in that deep pool!"

"The noise from our fight startled it, and the black dragon soared into the air, churning the water and separating Zheng Yan and me. That's when I seized the opportunity to kill him!"

Wang Tu was dumbfounded and murmured, "My God, are there really dragons in this world? Lord Lin, you must be blessed by the gods..."

Lin Feng laughed heartily upon hearing this: "You rascal, how can you be so honest? Where did this black dragon come from?"

"It was just that there was a rock at the bottom of the pool that looked like a dragon, which startled Zheng Yan, so I took the opportunity to kill that bastard."

"If dragons really existed, they'd eat me first!"

Lin Feng's words caused a burst of laughter in the tavern.

He raised his glass, his voice booming, "I, Lin Feng, have survived a great calamity, which is why I am able to reunite with my brothers once again!"

"Without further ado, this toast is to my brothers who have shared life and death with me!"