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

"Brother Lin, you really haven't learned horseback archery before?"

Lu Zheng's eyes widened, almost unable to bear watching what was happening before him.

Let's not even talk about how many rings Lin Feng scored with his three arrows.

The fact that he could steadily ride his horse and shoot three arrows, hitting the target with every single one, was enough to amaze everyone on the field!

Li Ping'an's tone was full of emotion: "Brother Lin was able to comprehend my Liaodong sword technique in three days. You and I should have known he was exceptionally talented, but we never expected that he would also have such skill in horsemanship and archery. It's truly terrifying!"

He secretly rejoiced that Lin Feng was a Han Chinese, not a northern barbarian.

Otherwise, the Great Qian Dynasty will have another major threat.

Just as the two were marveling at the news, an even more significant announcement came from a soldier's loud voice.

"Rings! Rings! All rings! Lord Lin hit the bullseye with three arrows in a row!"

Several soldiers excitedly carried three archery targets over, announcing Lin Feng's score to the public.

An uproar erupted outside the training ground.

"Spotting ten rings in a row? Lord Lin really did it?"

"Damn it! Is Lord Lin some kind of deity descended to earth? He actually defeated Lord Li?"

"Oh no, my money's gone!"

"Hahaha! I've struck gold! I bet right, I'm rich now!"

Wang Dahu, Zhang Ergou, Li Ke, and other close associates of Lin Feng were beaming with ecstasy.

But before his joy could subside, Zhang Ergou's face fell, and he sighed, "My money! It's all gone down the drain!"

Wang Dahu, his face flushed with excitement, slapped his thigh and laughed, "I knew Fengwazi was good! Hehe, I bet three taels, I've made a killing!"

Among the crowd, Wan Qian reacted the most violently.

He covered his mouth, his face turning red as he tried to hold back his scream, but tears were already welling up in his eyes.

He secretly set up a betting pool and staked everything on Lin Feng.

This time, my wealth will at least triple!

Watching Lin Feng gallop back across the training ground, Wan Qian couldn't help but exclaim, "My lord, you're even closer to me than my own father!"

King Zhou, Li Ji, was equally stunned. He turned to Liu Ruyan to confirm again, "Ruyan, did Lin Feng really only start practicing horsemanship and learning archery yesterday?"

Liu Ruyan nodded gently: "Your Highness, I didn't leave this place all night. Lord Lin practiced here all night long."

"At first, he could barely sit still while riding a horse in laps, but look at him now..."

"If this matter weren't so unbelievable, how could Ruyan dare to delay His Highness's important task of distributing porridge and visiting the people?"

Li Ji took a deep breath, clenched his fist, and said excitedly, "At this critical moment for the Great Qian Dynasty, to have a talent like Lin Feng is truly a blessing for the Great Qian! Excellent! Excellent!"

Inside the training ground, Lin Feng rode up to Li Ping'an and his companion, a slight smile on his face, and cupped his hands in greeting, saying, "Brother Li, Brother Lü, you flatter me!"

"I have a slight advantage this round, let's move on to the next one..."

Li Ping'an quickly shook his head and smiled bitterly: "What's the point of competing anymore? If we continue, we'll only be humiliating ourselves."

He solemnly clasped his hands and said, "Brother Lin, I, Li Ping'an, am completely convinced of my defeat in today's contest. I underestimated you before."

Lü Zheng was also very frank and immediately admitted defeat: "Brother Li is absolutely right. We have studied horsemanship and archery for many years, yet we are no match for Brother Lin's two days of skill. We are truly ashamed!"

"Li and I will cover the cost of drinks for the next month!"

He secretly realized that he had been teasing Raymond Lam yesterday, but today he had been given a harsh lesson. He must never again gamble with this pervert.

Raymond Lam laughed heartily, "Great! There's no time like the present, let's invite Military Advisor Wu and the four of us have a good drink today!"

The competition ended abruptly, but the soldiers felt their trip was worthwhile after witnessing Lin Feng hit the bullseye with three consecutive arrows.

As the crowd gradually dispersed, only one person hurriedly came against the flow of people.

Zhang Lu rushed into the training ground and happened to bump into the four people who were about to leave.

"My four lords, we've finally found you!"

Zhang Lu was sweating profusely and looked anxious.

Seeing this, Li Ping'an's tone turned serious: "Lord Zhang, has something happened? Could it be that the Northern Barbarian army has made some unusual moves?"

Zhang Lu swallowed hard and shook his head repeatedly: "The situation in Liaodong has changed. His Highness the Prince of Qin requests that all military and civilian officials come to the temporary palace for a meeting immediately!"

Li Ping'an's expression instantly turned solemn, and he had already vaguely guessed the reason in his heart.

Half an hour later, in the council hall of Zhenyuan City.

King Li Yan of Qin sat in the main seat, his brows furrowed in a deep frown.

The civil and military officials present whispered among themselves, their faces grave.

Something did happen in Liaodong, but it wasn't in Liaodong itself, but in the Liao Kingdom to its north.

Tonight, an urgent report came from the imperial court: Yelü Chu, the fourth prince of the Liao Dynasty, has ascended the throne and is now preparing for war on the Liao border, showing a strong intention to move south.

The moment the Liao Dynasty mobilizes its troops, the situation in Liaodong will become tense instantly.

The Liaodong army stationed in Zhenyuan City will likely be ordered to return soon.

"Gentlemen, what do you all think? How should we deal with the current situation?" Li Yan asked in a deep voice, looking around the room.

Su Mo, the military advisor from Liaodong, was the first to stand up and bow, saying, "Your Highness, the imperial court is currently recruiting and training soldiers, and the banditry in Jiangnan is nearing its end."

"In my opinion, it would be better to hold Zhenyuan City and wait for reinforcements to arrive."

"The Liao Dynasty has just experienced a power struggle among princes, resulting in severe internal strife. It will take time for them to strengthen their military and prepare for war."

"In my estimation, even if we send troops, it will take more than two months."

"Before this, the Liaodong army was sufficient to assist Your Highness in guarding Zhenyuan City."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Fang Hui, the strategist beside Li Yan, stood up and retorted, "Lord Su, I have two questions. First, how can you guarantee that the Liao Kingdom won't send troops ahead of schedule?"

"Yelü Chuxin has ascended the throne, and his actions are erratic and unpredictable. His eagerness to wage war is far from ordinary. Do you know his intentions?"

Logically speaking, after experiencing a power struggle, the best course of action for Yelü Chugang should have been to recuperate and consolidate his imperial position.

However, such a hasty dispatch of troops to Liaodong at this moment is truly against common sense.

Su Mo was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to respond.

Seeing this, Fang Hui's tone became even more forceful.

"Secondly, Lord Su said that the banditry in Jiangnan is about to be quelled, but what if things don't go as planned, and the banditry drags on without reinforcements arriving from Jiangnan?"

"By then, the Liaodong army will have returned to defend Liaodong. What will Your Highness, Prince Qin, rely on to defend the city? What will you rely on to resist the northern barbarians?"

With a flick of his sleeve, he declared firmly, "Your Highness, I implore you to take advantage of the Liaodong army's continued presence in Zhenyuan City, where the troops are well-trained and well-supplied, and immediately launch a major battle against the Northern Barbarian army!"

"If we win, the northern barbarians will be terrified and will never dare to covet Zhenyuan City again!"

"Victory will bring glory to the Great Qian Dynasty!"

Upon hearing this, a glint of light flashed in Li Yan's eyes.

Fang Hui was his confidant, and these words struck a chord with him.

He slowly clenched his fist and said in a deep voice, "What Lord Fang said is exactly what I had in mind!"

"The northern barbarians have come from afar, and are already exhausted. Our Great Qian army, however, is well-trained and well-supplied. We should engage them in a direct battle, defeat them, and establish an immortal legacy for Great Qian!"

Zhang Liao's defense of Zhenyuan City made him a household name and a hero in the Great Qian Dynasty.

If Li Yan can lead his troops to defeat Bayan Mengke, he will be a hero who washes away the shame of the Great Qian Dynasty!

At that time, his reputation will surely reach new heights, and he will be one step closer to the supreme position!

"Your Highness, you mustn't!"

Zhang Liao's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly stepped forward to dissuade him.

"The Northern Barbarian army excels in field battles but is not adept at siege warfare. If our army rashly leaves the city, wouldn't that be playing right into their hands?"

"Your Highness, please consider the greater good and absolutely refrain from engaging in battle outside the city!"

"Bang!"

Li Yan's expression suddenly changed. He slammed his fist on the table and shouted angrily, "General Zhang! If we cower in the city, when will the northern barbarians retreat?"

"Only by inflicting pain and fear upon them, until they are utterly routed, will the northern barbarians finally retreat to their homeland!"

"My mind is made up. Immediately issue the order to prepare the army for battle and fight the northern barbarians to the death!"