On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

Yuan Hua, wearing black armor and holding a spear, rushed left and right among the crowd, trying to stabilize his position. The fat man snorted in his heart and shouted, "Yuan Hua, today is the day you die!"

After saying this, he spurred his horse and headed straight for Yuan Hua.

Seeing that the fat man was coming with great momentum, Yuan Hua did not dare to underestimate him and stabbed him with his spear.

The two men fought back and forth for dozens of rounds, and the surrounding soldiers all gave way, leaving a space.

The fat man became more and more courageous as the fight went on, and the big knife in his hand whizzed in the wind. On the other hand, Yuan Hua gradually showed signs of fatigue.

Suddenly, the fat man spotted a flaw in Yuan Hua and swung his knife fiercely. Yuan Hua was unable to dodge and was hit on the shoulder, with blood splattering.

He screamed and the spear in his hand almost fell out of his hand.

The fat man took advantage of the situation and kicked Yuan Hua to the ground, then raised his sword high.

In the sunlight, the blade gleamed with a cold light.

"Prepare to die!" the fat man roared and swung his knife.

puff--

Yuan Hua's head rolled to the ground, his eyes wide open, as if he couldn't believe his fate.

The fat man grabbed Yuan Hua's head, held it high, and shouted, "Yuan Hua is dead. Those who surrender will not be killed!"

......

The next day, Dai County.

The city was already immersed in the carnival of victory. Soldiers ran around to tell each other, and cheers and discussions echoed in the streets. The joy seemed to be about to blow the roof off.

The fat man rode on a tall horse. His bloodstained armor looked particularly dazzling under the sunlight shining through the gaps in the clouds. He was holding the head of Lieutenant General Yuan Hua in his hand, and he galloped towards the Marshal's Mansion with his head held high.

The sound of horse hooves came to an abrupt end in front of the Marshal's Mansion.

The fat man dismounted from his horse. Perhaps the joy of victory had clouded his mind, and he completely disregarded the military rules and strode straight into the mansion.

The guard at the door saw that it was him and knew his usual temper. Although he looked embarrassed, he only reminded him gently and did not dare to stop him forcefully.

At this time, Lin Zhen was basking in the sun in the courtyard of the mansion.

The battle is basically over, and what remains is the work of incorporating the troops.

Those who followed Gu Yunsong in rebellion will be brought to trial, but Lin Zhen does not intend to punish them too harshly.

In that environment, anyone who disobeyed would be labeled a deserter, and it was not the soldier's fault.

Huanbi was standing by, with charming eyes and graceful steps, holding a cup of freshly brewed fragrant tea in her hand. Curls of hot steam rose from it, like a layer of gauze, adding a bit of hazy beauty to her.

She walked gracefully to Lin Zhen and said softly, "Husband, please try this tea. It will help you feel better."

The voice is melodious, just like a yellow oriole singing in a valley.

Lin Zhen had a faint smile on his lips. He reached out to take the teacup, but his eyes lingered on Huanbi's face. His fingers accidentally touched her soft hand. At that moment, it was as if an electric current passed through, and the numb feeling went straight from his fingertips to his heart.

He took a sip of tea, the fragrance of the tea spread on the tip of his tongue, and the joy in his heart became more and more intense.

Just as I was about to open my mouth to praise him, I heard a commotion outside.

Lin Zhen's heart moved, and he knew that the fat man had returned. The smile on his lips deepened. He put down the teacup in his hand and turned to look.

Sure enough, the fat man rushed in.

"Brother, Fatty is back! Hahahaha!"

The fat man yelled at the top of his lungs, his voice so high and clear that the birds resting in the yard fluttered in the air and scattered in panic.

Lin Zhen looked at him with a gloomy face, which made the fat man feel uneasy.

"You didn't even inform me before entering, and you're yelling like that!"

The fat man was startled by these seemingly scolding words. He paused and scratched his head. The smugness on his face instantly subsided a bit. He chuckled and said, "Hehehe, big brother, I was just anxious. I had a lot of things to say to you, but I forgot them for a moment."

As he spoke, the fat man threw Yuan Hua's head to the ground and clapped his hands, as if trying to take credit and ease the atmosphere: "Brother, look at this! Northern Yan's deputy general, Yuan Hua! I beheaded him with my own hands. How's that? Awesome, isn't it?!"

Lin Zhen glanced at the head, his eyes filled with satisfaction. "Well done, but don't think that just because you've done this little bit of work, you can wipe out your mistakes. It's impossible for me to offset my merits and demerits!"

The fat man didn't care about Lin Zhen's words at all. When he saw Huanbi beside him, his eyes lit up. He walked forward with a smile, bowed slightly and saluted, with a hint of teasing in his words: "Oh, isn't this my sister-in-law? It's been a long time since we last met. You've become more beautiful and charming. I'm so jealous of you!"

When Huanbi heard this, her cheeks instantly flushed, like a ripe apple on a branch in spring.

She lowered her head slightly, her fingers subconsciously circling the corner of her clothes, and said angrily: "Fat Master is teasing me again, be careful or I will tell the prince and let him punish you."

When the fat man heard this, he pretended to be scared, took a step back, and patted his chest exaggeratedly: "Sister-in-law, please forgive me. I just finished the battle and I am covered in wounds. If I am punished by my brother again, I will only be half dead."

As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves, revealing several wounds that were still oozing blood. The wounds were crisscrossed and looked truly horrific.

Lin Zhen snorted coldly, his eyes as sharp as torches, staring straight at the fat man: "You still realize that you are covered in wounds? You disobeyed military orders on the battlefield and went deep into the enemy camp alone. Do you know how many soldiers were killed and injured? How many lives do you have to bear the responsibility for this crime?"

The fat man's playful smile vanished upon hearing this. He straightened his back, his expression serious, and lowered his head as he said in a deep voice, "Yes, this is my fault. At the time, I saw that the enemy's rear was empty, and I thought that if I could strike directly at the enemy's core, I would be able to turn the tide of the battle in one fell swoop. However, I didn't think things through and acted impulsively. Sigh, you can punish me."

The fat man lowered his head, a rare sight. Lin Zhen examined him, his tone softening slightly. "Hmph, you might escape the death penalty, but you can't escape the punishment of life! But before that, I heard you ran into a fierce general from the Gu family and nearly lost him. Tell me what happened?"

Speaking of bragging, the fat man suddenly became energetic, picked up the teacup on the table and took a big gulp to moisten his throat.

"Brother, you don't know about that fierce general of the Gu family, Zhu Shikun. He looks like a black iron tower and is also good at wielding a long sword. The night before yesterday, he rushed towards me, howling. I fought him for dozens of rounds. Every time I slashed with my sword, it felt like hitting an iron plate, and the shock made my palm numb. That guy was very strong. When I swung at him with my sword, he blocked it with the handle, and almost knocked my sword away."

As he spoke, he shook his wrist exaggeratedly, simulating the scene at that time, and then changed the subject.

"But who is your Fatty, to be frightened by him? I had a sudden inspiration and showed him a weakness, and he fell for it, raising his axe to chop. I saw the perfect moment, rolled sideways, got behind him, and with a single 'crack', chopped off his head. The blood gushed out like a fountain, it was a spectacular sight."

The fat man was dancing and gesticulating with a smug look on his face.

But when he saw Lin Zhen's increasingly gloomy face, he immediately restrained himself a little and looked naive.