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

As soon as Lin Feng finished speaking, the girl slowly turned around.

She was eighteen or nineteen years old, with delicate, bright, and pretty features, as dazzling as the warm autumn sun.

Especially her smile, which is cheerful and lively, with a unique girlish charm and purity.

If Su Wan'er is a little white flower after the rain in the valley, then the young girl is a sunflower standing in the spring sunshine.

Full of vitality and life, it brightens one's heart at first glance.

[Goddess: Liu Ruyan]

Appearance rating: 95

[Entry: The More the Better (Random attribute points dropped upon defeating enemies)]

[Current affinity with the host: 0 (When affinity reaches 100, the host will fully acquire this entry)]

Wan Qian stared wide-eyed, not even blinking.

She secretly envied him: Lord Lin is truly blessed, surrounded by beauties, each one more stunning than the last.

Liu Ruyan's gaze fell on Lin Feng, and she looked him up and down, her smile growing even wider.

"Lord Lin, I am Liu Ruyan. I have long admired your reputation and have come to pay you a visit."

Raymond Lam was much younger and more handsome than she had imagined.

She originally thought that most of the military generals who could achieve great military exploits were pot-bellied brutes.

On the night the three kings arrived in Zhenyuan City, although she was in the entourage, her carriage lagged behind and she didn't get a clear look at Lin Feng.

Although she is unconventional in her search for talent, she only looks at talent and not appearance.

But handsome men and beautiful women are always pleasing to the eye.

Being handsome is definitely a plus.

[Liu Ruyan's favorability +2]

Does this increase favorability?

Lin Feng raised an eyebrow slightly, and out of politeness, he smiled and said, "Miss Liu, you flatter me! I am just a martial artist, how could I have such a great name? Please speak frankly, Miss."

With a charming smile, Liu Ruyan stepped forward and said, "Lord Lin, I run a music hall in the capital, and I am quite well-known there."

"Since you are so talented, would you be willing to come with me to the capital and share in its riches and glory?"

Lin Feng was stunned on the spot.

Wan Qian was dumbfounded.

The soldiers guarding the camp began to whisper among themselves.

"Good heavens, girls from the capital are really bold; are they openly trying to snatch someone away?"

"What do you mean by kidnapping? They're clearly inviting Lord Lin to the capital to live off his wife!"

"Tsk tsk, having a good-looking face really has its advantages; it can save you thirty years of hard work!"

Lin Feng's lips twitched slightly, and he said in a deep voice, "Miss Liu, I am already married, and I have two wives at home. I don't know where you heard about me, but I, Lin Feng, have no intention of marrying into your family. Please leave!"

After saying that, he turned to leave, but Liu Ruyan quickly stopped him.

"Who said we were going to make you marry into our family?"

"Lord Lin, I have already heard your poems 'Prelude to Water Melody' and 'The Magpie Bridge Fairy,' and you are truly a man of exceptional talent!"

Liu Ruyan puffed out her chest slightly, her tone resolute: "I am confident that as long as you resign your official post and come to the capital with me, with your talent and appearance, I will definitely make you the most renowned lyricist in the capital within a year!"

She continued to persuade him vividly, every word brimming with enticement.

"At that time, you will be a distinguished guest of high-ranking officials and a darling of the ladies' poetry gatherings!"

"A single poem can sell for a thousand taels of silver, and a piece of calligraphy can be snapped up for a thousand taels!"

"Yun Sanbian, the foremost lyricist in the capital today, and the most popular story in teahouses and theaters, 'The Western Expedition,' were both works by talents I, Liu Ruyan, discovered."

"You don't believe me, sir?"

Lin Feng chuckled to himself; Liu Ruyan's business was quite similar to that of a top producer in later generations.

Wan Qian, who was listening intently, leaned close to Lin Feng's ear and whispered, "My lord, I've also heard of Master Yun, the 'Three Transformations of Yun.' He's a big shot even the princess favors!"

"This Miss Liu is truly capable!"

"We fight to the death at Zhenyuan Pass, and we barely earn a few dollars a year. But one poem by someone else is worth more than a lifetime's worth of military pay for us. Why don't you reconsider?"

"Snapped!"

Lin Feng smacked Wan Qian on the back of the head and whispered, "Old habit again? Money-grubbing! If you want to go, go with her yourself!"

Wan Qian shrank back and muttered softly, "I was just thinking of the adults..."

After reprimanding Wan Qian, Lin Feng turned to Liu Ruyan and bowed respectfully: "Miss Liu, whether what you say is true or false, I cannot leave Zhenyuan Pass."

"With the nation in peril and war raging, and the people of both states still suffering terribly, how could I possibly have the mind to go to the capital to compose poetry and indulge in pleasure?"

"Goodbye!"

After saying that, he turned and left.

"Hey! Wait a minute!"

Undeterred, Liu Ruyan reached out and grabbed Lin Feng's wrist.

Lin Feng's hands were large and rough, covered with thick calluses, unlike any of the men she had ever met before, and carried a unique sense of strength.

Just then, a powerful and urgent bugle call suddenly came from the north of the city.

"Woo! Woo! Woo!"

Lin Feng's expression changed drastically. He immediately broke free from Liu Ruyan's grasp and shouted, "It's the assembly call!"

"Wan Qian, quickly come with me back to the drill ground to muster the troops! Let's go!"

He glanced at Liu Ruyan briefly, then strode into the camp without stopping.

He just left like that?

Liu Ruyan frowned, her heart filled with surprise.

In the capital and the surrounding area, countless people begged for her help, hoping to gain fame by associating with her.

But Raymond Lam rejected her with just a few words?

He really didn't care about wealth, luxury cars, or beautiful women.

The Northern Barbarian army suddenly marched out of their camp and formed ranks, forcing the city's defenders to be on high alert.

Two quarters of an hour later, Lin Feng led his soldiers to the top of the north city wall.

The area he was responsible for guarding was on the east side of the north city gate, which was the main target of the Northern Barbarian army's previous attacks.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

After the Northern Barbarian army formed ranks, they did not launch an attack immediately as usual, but instead maintained their orderly formation and moved forward slowly.

The northern barbarian soldiers in the front row, holding shields, continuously struck their shields with their weapons, creating a unified and resounding boom.

The deafening noise exerted immense psychological pressure on the defenders on the city wall.

"boom--"

As the final loud bang subsided, the vanguard of the Northern Barbarian army stopped a thousand paces from the city wall.

Lin Feng frowned slightly and stared intently at the enemy formation.

The northern barbarian soldiers retreated to both sides, and a fine horse galloped out from the formation, carrying a general holding a red-tasseled spear.

"Listen up, you big bastard on the city wall!"

The officer roared at the top of his lungs, his voice rough and grating: "My general said that you Han people are nothing but cowards hiding in the city! Attacking the city all day long is so boring. Do you dare send someone out to fight my Northern Barbarian warriors?"

He brandished his red-tasseled spear and roared with laughter, "I, Bart, will be right here waiting!"

"If you've got the guts, come out and fight to the death! If you're not, then cower in the city forever and be turtles and tortoises! Hahahaha!"

Bart's boastful words caused a burst of laughter to erupt from the Northern Barbarian army.

The laughter was arrogant, soaring straight into the sky!

On the city gate tower, King Qin Li Yan heard Bart's words clearly, and his anger flared up instantly.

"Who is willing to fight and slay this madman?"

In battles between two armies, duels between generals are commonplace.

For three hundred years, the Great Qian Dynasty clashed with the Northern Barbarians, and countless military officers died in duels.

If the enemy openly provokes us and we do not respond, our morale will plummet.

Moreover, Li Yan has a fiery temper; how could she possibly swallow this insult?

"Your Highness, I, Yu Zhen, am willing to go!"

Yu Zhen, a lieutenant under Li Yan, immediately stepped forward and volunteered to lead the troops out of the city.

"good!"

Li Yan waved his hand and ordered sternly, "Open the city gates! Beat the drums to cheer them on!"