I'm letting you win over the female lead, not conquering cities and territories!

"Stop! What are you doing?"

At the low yet imposing city gate of Qingmu Pass, two city guards armed with spears blocked Qin Hao's path.

"Gentlemen, you have worked hard. I am a messenger who rushed here from the south to deliver lychees to the general's wife."

Qin Hao lowered his straw hat, deliberately pretending to be panting and apprehensive after a long journey.

Upon hearing the words "General's wife" and "lychee," the guards' previously fierce expressions immediately softened.

They exchanged a glance, and as usual, stepped forward and casually searched Qin Hao's body a couple of times.

"No weapons? Alright, go in!"

After confirming that Qin Hao was not hiding any weapons, the guard waved impatiently and let him pass.

"Thank you, sir!"

Qin Hao, head bowed, led his horse and smoothly entered the heavily guarded border town.

He sneered inwardly. In this rotten world, a woman's appetite was more effective than the city's security.

Upon entering the city, a city defense soldier immediately came over and instructed him to tie the horse to the stable. Then, carrying the two heavy ice shards, he followed him as he turned left and right through the city.

The streets of Qingmuguan were not bustling. The civilian houses on both sides were mostly low and dilapidated mud-brick houses. Many soldiers' family members wore patched clothes and worked on the street with pale and thin faces.

However, when the soldier led Qin Hao through several alleys to the deepest and most remote part of the city, the scene before them suddenly changed.

A grand mansion, with its vast area, green tiles, and vermilion gate, suddenly appeared before our eyes.

There are even two extremely rare white marble lions placed at the entrance, showing off their extravagance!

Looking at the exquisite and luxurious mansion before him, which resembled a water town in Jiangnan, and recalling the common people and low-ranking soldiers behind him who couldn't even get enough to eat, Qin Hao couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

This garrison commander named Zhao De, in his pursuit of creating a comfortable haven for his mistress, can be said to have taken the word "incompetent" to the extreme.

However, he remained expressionless, keeping his head down like a country bumpkin who had never seen the world.

The soldier led Qin Hao to the vermilion gate, immediately putting on a fawning smile, and greeted the two arrogant gatekeepers at the entrance:

"Thank you for your hard work, brothers! This is a new courier from the south; the lychees have arrived!"

"Oh? The new lychees have finally arrived?"

One of the gatekeepers' eyes lit up, and he stretched out his hand while cursing.

"That's wonderful! The lady inside is so angry waiting that she's smashed several fine teacups!"

"Quick, quick, give me the food! I need to take it inside for Madam to try!"

lady?

Upon hearing this address, Qin Hao raised an eyebrow slightly.

According to the intelligence gathered earlier, the only person in the entire Qingmu Pass who dared to be so arrogant and insist on eating Lingnan lychees was General Zhao's legitimate wife.

And the owner of this luxurious mansion in front of us is clearly her.

"How interesting, just when I was about to doze off, a pillow was delivered to my head."

Qin Hao sneered inwardly. He had been planning how to seize the city gate from the city tower, but he didn't expect the other party to take him directly to their lair.

Seeing Qin Hao standing there "dazed" with the food box in his hand, not handing over the lychees for a long time, the city defense soldier who was leading the way felt he had lost face and was furious.

"What are you standing there for! Don't you know the rules? Did you hear me? Hand over the lychees!"

The soldier cursed loudly and arrogantly shoved Qin Hao hard in the chest with his shoulder.

"Oh, oh! I misread it for a moment, here you go, here you go!"

Qin Hao pretended to suddenly realize something, put on a flustered look, and respectfully handed over the two servings of iced lychees.

However, just as the two doormen arrogantly extended their hands, ready to take the ice sieve—

Qin Hao's expression changed instantly.

That timid pretense receded like the tide, replaced by a chilling, deadly intent!

He suddenly released his grip.

"Clang!"

One of the heavy ice jars crashed to the ground, scattering ice chunks mixed with plump lychees all over the place.

"What the hell are you doing—"

Before the soldier could even finish his curse, Qin Hao had already drawn the soldier's standard-issue sword with lightning speed!

"Whoosh—!"

The blade flashed like a bolt of lightning.

Without any hesitation or fuss, and without making a loud noise.

With a slight flick of his wrist, Qin Hao sent the sharp blade slicing through the soldier's throat.

With a swift stroke, he sliced ​​the neck of the gatekeeper who had just touched the lychee in half!

"Pfft!"

Two jets of blood shot into the sky. The soldier and the gatekeeper, clutching their bleeding throats, stared wide-eyed in disbelief before collapsing limply into the pool of blood, without even uttering a scream.

At the same time, Qin Hao pounced like a ghost, pressing the still-dripping sword firmly against the neck of the remaining gatekeeper.

"Well……"

The surviving doorman was completely terrified, and a warm, foul-smelling liquid flowed down his trouser leg.

One second he was a timid deliveryman, the next he turned into a ruthless killer!

"Sir, sir, spare me! What do you want, sir... money, women, I'll give you anything, just don't kill me..."

The doorman's teeth chattered wildly, and his voice trembled like a leaf.

"Enough with the nonsense. Take me inside to find the lady you mentioned."

Qin Hao's voice was devoid of any warmth, as if it came from the deepest hell.

The gatekeeper was completely stunned by this sudden turn of events. His legs felt like lead, and he stood rooted to the spot, not daring to move an inch.

Seeing this, Qin Hao expressionlessly pressed the blade against his neck, and the sharp edge instantly cut a small gash, with bright red blood flowing down the blade.

The pain was excruciating!

"Walk."

The doorman instantly regained consciousness, tears streaming down his face from the pain, and nodded repeatedly.

"Yes, yes, yes! This way please, sir, please don't let your hand shake!"

Led by the gatekeeper, Qin Hao, holding him hostage, strode into the luxurious mansion.

The two walked very fast.

The mansion was very large, and along the way, we inevitably encountered several maids serving tea and water and patrolling servants.

However, Qin Hao, who possesses the Pure Yang Holy Body, completely overwhelms these ordinary people in both speed and strength.

Often, just as they opened their mouths to call for help, Qin Hao would silently appear behind them and swiftly choke them down in the flower bushes.

Without much effort, Qin Hao, holding the gatekeeper hostage, made his way unimpeded to the entrance of a side room in the inner courtyard, which was filled with a strong fragrance of cosmetics.

As soon as I reached the door, a sweet, slightly impatient young woman's voice came from inside:

"Who's that outside? Making such a racket! Didn't I tell you not to disturb my beauty sleep at this time? Peel the lychees before bringing them in!"

Hearing this typical arrogant tone, Qin Hao's sarcasm deepened.

"Those are the rules you told them."

Qin Hao coldly uttered a sentence, then flipped his right wrist.

"puff!"

As the blade sliced ​​across the ground, the gatekeeper's eyes widened instantly. He clutched his neck and collapsed silently to the ground, lifeless.

Immediately afterwards, Qin Hao raised a foot.

"Bang!"

The carved mahogany door was kicked into pieces by a tremendous force, sending wood chips flying everywhere!

Qin Hao, carrying a long sword that was still dripping blood, strode into the room.

Through layers of sheer curtains, one could see a young woman dressed in a luxurious silk nightgown, her makeup exquisite and elaborate, sitting in front of a gilded dressing table, looking flustered.

She stared at the door that had been kicked open, then at the tall, unfamiliar man dressed in the coarse clothes of a courier, yet carrying a blood-dripping sword. Terrified, she screamed and collapsed to the ground, her face pale.

"Who...who are you?! Don't come any closer!"

The young woman's voice was harsh as she shrank into a corner, revealing her trump card that allowed her to dominate the world.

"I am General Zhao's wife! If you dare to touch a single hair on my head, my husband will never let you off! He will tear you to pieces!"

Looking at the woman who was trembling with fear but still managed to utter some threats, Qin Hao sneered.

"Madam, your threats have no effect on me."

Qin Hao strode forward, grabbed her well-maintained long hair, and roughly lifted her up.

He then pressed the still-dripping blood-stained dagger firmly against her fair and delicate neck.

"ah--!"

The young woman felt the coldness and the smell of blood on her neck and burst into tears in fright.

Qin Hao didn't even glance at her; his other hand gripped the back of her neck like an iron clamp.

As if dragging a little chick, they pushed her towards the courtyard.

His decision to kidnap the woman was not a spur-of-the-moment thing; he changed his mind at the last minute.

Rather, it was because he suddenly came up with a brilliant tactic.

Don't forget, this is a female-oriented world with flawed logic!

In this world, "love" and "love-struck" are the highest ironclad laws that can override all matters of national righteousness, military discipline, and law!

In that case, compared to personally cutting open the city gates in the middle of the night and having more than three hundred of his men risk stray arrows to break in, perhaps... there is an even more bloodless and ironic way to take the city.

If, during a battle between two armies, he were to bring the defending general's beloved wife, his rightful wife, to the front lines.

If you force that "wife-doting maniac" Zhao De to open the city gates and order the entire army to lay down their weapons...

Zhao Wudi, the commander of the Chiyan Army, was willing to die for so-called "blind loyalty".

So, would Zhao De, the garrison commander of Qingmu Pass, surrender the city for the sake of so-called "love"?

"General Zhao, you mustn't let me down..."

Qin Hao pushed the sobbing young woman, looking towards the city gate tower, his eyes gleaming with a mischievous anticipation.