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

"Brother Lin, you've really stolen the show today!"

On the way back to camp, Li Ping'an gave Lin Feng a thumbs-up with admiration.

"In less than ten moves, Cheng Ye was cut down from his horse! No, he was cut down by the sword!"

Lu Zheng and Li Ping'an accompanied Lin Feng on either side, still reminiscing about the previous duel.

Lu Zheng casually put his arm around Lin Feng's shoulder and asked, "Brother Lin, when did your martial arts become so powerful? Tell us honestly, did you secretly practice some new technique behind our backs?"

Raymond Lam shook his head helplessly and smiled wryly: "Besides 'The Three Waves of Mount Tai,' where would I find the opportunity to learn any other martial arts?"

"To be honest, in terms of martial arts, Cheng Ye is definitely superior to me."

"In a battle where we know each other inside and out, my fate is unknown."

Li Pingan turned to Lü Zheng and winked, teasingly saying, "Did you hear that? This kid's still playing dumb with us! What do you mean by 'his fate is unknown'? In the end, didn't he still die by your blade?"

Seeing that the two did not believe him, Lin Feng had no choice but to explain in detail.

"My riding skills are not good to begin with, and it will be difficult to improve them in a short period of time."

"The combat strength and tactics of mounted combat and infantry combat are vastly different."

"So when I rode my warhorse out of the city, my clumsy and awkward appearance was 60% an act."

"Firstly, it was to lower Cheng Ye's guard, and secondly, it was to prepare him for dismounting and fighting on foot later."

Upon hearing this, Lü Zheng suddenly realized what was going on, slapping his thigh and saying, "No wonder you looked like that when you left the city. I saw that His Highness Prince Qin's face was as black as the bottom of a pot!"

Lin Feng nodded: "I am only good with swords and sabers. If I were to fight Cheng Ye's double maces head-on, I would be at a disadvantage."

"Only by feigning weakness and lowering his guard can I get close to him."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and patted the Cheng Ying sword at his waist.

"Cheng Ye was careless for a moment and I got close to him. From then on, he was on the defensive one step at a time."

"His double mace technique is truly formidable, especially his deadly moves involving alternating double maces."

"Fortunately, I seized the initiative and killed him before he had a chance to use his skills."

"In the end, I won by taking a shortcut."

After hearing these words, Lü Zheng and Li Ping'an were already filled with astonishment.

No one expected that this seemingly easy victory was entirely within Lin Feng's calculations from the moment he left the city.

Even Lin Feng's soldiers were greatly shocked.

"Sir, you're amazing!"

Wan Qian was utterly impressed: "He's even more cunning than the old foxes in my hometown mountains! This isn't just taking shortcuts; it's clearly winning through wit!"

Raymond Lam laughed heartily, "I'll take that as a compliment. Next time, try to say something nicer."

In the duel at the foot of Zhenyuan City, Yu Zhen, Zhang Wei, Zhang Shuai, and even the Northern Barbarian general Cheng Ye all became Lin Feng's background figures.

He single-handedly built up his fame.

In the past, many people in Zhenyuan Army had reservations about Lin Feng's meteoric rise in rank.

They assumed he was just lucky and that he rose through the ranks because of General Zhang's favor.

But today, under the watchful eyes of countless people on the city wall, Lin Feng killed Cheng Ye, thus truly proving himself!

His bravery is second to none in the army!

Let alone a commander of a thousand, he would be more than qualified to be a deputy general!

That night, a victory celebration banquet was held at the Zhenyuan military camp.

Raymond Lam became the star of the show, and the entire city was filled with joy.

In contrast, the Northern Barbarian army camp was deathly silent.

"Bang!"

With a loud crash, Bao Yin, the deputy general under Getu, slammed his fist on the table in a fit of rage, cursing, "That traitorous Han! He killed General Cheng and then ran away faster than a rabbit, not even giving us a chance to avenge ourselves!"

Bao Yin and Lin Feng already had a deep-seated grudge.

Since the Battle of Elephant Trunk Hill, they have become irreconcilable enemies.

When Cheng Ye was killed, he wanted to immediately go into battle to avenge him, but he was stopped by Su Mo's timely order to retreat, and missed his chance.

Sa Li sat to the left of Boyan Mengke, his eyes half-closed, and slowly said, "The general's strategy this time was to humiliate the Daqian army and provoke Prince Qin, Li Yan, to send troops."

"But Lin Feng killed General Cheng, turning the tide and our plan has failed."

"Unless General Baoyin can cleanly and decisively kill Lin Feng, it will be difficult to reverse the downward trend."

"General Baoyin, can you do it?"

Bao Yin's martial arts skills were originally on par with Cheng Ye's.

However, Cheng Ye improved his skills in actual combat, and he became slightly inferior to him.

Bao Yin was actually unsure of herself if she were to actually go and fight Lin Feng.

But he still said unwillingly, "I...I will ride into battle on horseback, with a broadsword in my hand. Lin Feng will definitely not be able to stop me!"

"That's enough!"

Boyan Mengke tapped the table in frustration: "Our army was defeated today. A defeat is a defeat; there's nothing to be ashamed of!"

"Cheng Ye's mistake was underestimating that kid surnamed Lin. His death was not unjust. You should all take this as a warning!"

"I didn't summon you here to listen to your hindsight advice!"

At this moment, General Buhe's eyes darted around, and he stepped forward, saying, "General, our army has been stalled at Zhenyuan City, and the news has been back in the capital for several days. I believe that this matter ultimately depends on how His Majesty and the court officials decide."

Upon hearing this, Boyan Mengke frowned even more deeply, his tone full of impatience.

"There's a lot of talk about peace in the court right now. All this discussion boils down to, they just want peace!"

"My sole purpose is to conquer Zhenyuan City and strike at the heart of the enemy. What use is listening to news from the capital?"

Seeing that Boyan Mengke's attitude was resolute, none of the generals dared to say anything more.

For a moment, the tent fell into a deathly silence again, with only the suppressed breathing of the crowd.

After a long silence, an announcement broke the stillness: "Reporting to the General, an urgent message from the capital!"

Bayan Mengke's heart skipped a beat, thinking to himself: What was bound to happen has finally come!

He suppressed his emotions and uttered two words expressionlessly: "Come in!"

The guards strode into the tent and presented the urgent message from the capital to Bayan Mengke with both hands.

The generals inside the tent were all curious.

Getu, Buhe, and Bato couldn't help but crane their necks to see what was going on.

They have been fighting this battle for far too long.

Since the Northern Barbarians rose up, they have successively captured Shuozhou, Fengzhou, and Youzhou.

The war raged across three states for over a year.

Even the most bloodthirsty and warlike person cannot withstand such constant warfare.

Therefore, everyone secretly thought that if they could negotiate a peace with the Great Qian and steadily swallow up the two states, it would be a pretty good result.

Bayan Mengke quickly scanned the letter, the gloom in his eyes gradually fading, and then an undisguised excitement appeared.

When the generals saw that his expression had improved, they were all relieved, knowing that something good must have happened.

"General, what does the letter say?" Sa Li asked softly.

Bayan Mengke's tone couldn't hide his joy: "His Majesty sent word that the old emperor of the Great Liao Kingdom has passed away, and the six princes' struggle for the throne has now been resolved!"

"The Fourth Prince, Yelü Chu, has seized the throne!"

Sa Li was slightly taken aback, her face full of surprise.

"Yelü Chu? He actually managed to seize the throne?!"

"Yelü Chu was the least favored among the Liao princes, lacking both support from court officials and generals. How could he possibly ascend the throne?"

Bayan Mengke flipped to the second sheet of paper and casually remarked, "Who cares how he obtained the throne? The fact that the Liao Dynasty was able to complete the transfer of power so quickly is a good thing for us!"

"It won't be long before the Liaodong army in Zhenyuan City is forced to retreat back to Liaodong to defend against the Liao army!"

"Hahaha, this is truly a stroke of luck!"

Bayan Mengke had not laughed heartily for a long time, and seeing his joy, the generals quickly followed suit to congratulate him.

Barto stepped forward, his face full of obsequiousness: "Congratulations, General! Congratulations, General! This is clearly Heaven's help, assisting you in achieving unparalleled feats!"

But as soon as Boyan Mengke finished reading the second letter, the smile on his face froze instantly.

His eyes were fixed on the letter, his voice filled with disbelief: "How could this be? This can't be!"

The smiles on the faces of Barto, Getu, and Bu instantly froze; they didn't know whether to smile or not.

Sa Li was puzzled and quickly approached Bayan Mengke: "General, what's wrong...?"

Before he could finish speaking, Bayan Mengke shoved the letter into his hand.

Sa Li glanced at it quickly and instantly understood the reason.

"Was it really the result of our strategist's years of planning that Yelü Chu, the new ruler of Liao, was able to ascend the throne?"

"To repay the kindness of the king and the imperial advisor, Yelü Chu promised to send troops to Liaodong within two months to assist our army in battle?"

After reading it, Sa Li couldn't help but gasp.

He subconsciously looked at Bayan Mengke and said in a deep voice, "The reach of my Northern Barbarian Guards has actually extended deep into the Liao court?"

Bayan Mengke suddenly stood up, his eyes flashing with a chilling killing intent.

"Witch! How dare you so bewitch people! You are truly intelligent to the point of being demonic! I will surely kill you sooner or later!"