Making you a son-in-law is not about making you conquer the world.

Lin Ping was also terrified by Jiang Yunying's words. The other side had at least five thousand fresh lives. How could they just kill them like that? Besides, even if the other side was unarmed, they could still make them pay a heavy price if they really fought to the death.

Lin Ping hurriedly went to Jiang Yunying's side and asked softly, "Wife, will killing these five thousand of the mountain city lord's private troops reduce the number of soldiers?"

Jiang Yunying shook her head and replied, "Of course it won't decrease; the military households in the mountain city can be replenished at any time."

As Jiang Yunying said, the limitation on the number of private troops in the City Lord's Mansion is not due to a lack of personnel, but rather to the explicit provisions of the laws of the Wu Kingdom.

Therefore, even if these five thousand people are killed, it will not weaken the strength of the city lord of the mountain city. On the contrary, it will cause enmity and be a loss.

"My dear wife, please be patient. Your husband will make sure you are satisfied!"

Lin Ping grinned slyly, staring at the enemy's warhorse with ill intent.

Lian Ping's heart was pounding, he was in a panic. How could he not know what Lin Ping was thinking? He was so anxious that he almost bit his tongue and committed suicide.

However, Lian Ping couldn't die. He couldn't just lose his weapons and armor for nothing. He could only hope that Lin Ping wouldn't go too far.

Lin Ping smiled and walked to Lian Ping's side, personally untying the hemp rope binding him. A slender willow leaf fell to the ground, causing the other man's legs to tighten.

With Jiang Yunying by his side, Lin Ping was naturally not afraid that Lian Ping would run away, and even found him a suitable battle robe to cover his shame.

The more Lin Ping acted this way, the more flustered Lian Ping became. Unsolicited kindness was always suspicious!

"Brother Lianping, we can't just throw away all these treasures piled on the ground, but I don't have enough men to carry them back. How about this, you lend me five thousand warhorses, and I'll return them to you as soon as the treasures are transported back to the city lord's mansion!" Lin Ping said, patting his chest, almost swearing a solemn oath.

Lian Ping's legs went weak and he almost knelt on the ground. He had long guessed that Lin Ping would have designs on warhorses. He thought that this guy would have some bottom line and ask for a thousand or eight hundred horses, but he didn't expect him to ask for five thousand horses. This was all his possessions.

"You, Lin Ping, will come back? Unless the sun rises in the west." Lian Ping muttered to himself, even fearing that his confidants would object to the order.

It's really hard for me...

"Oh? Brother Lianping, do you want to have a heart-to-heart talk at the City Lord's Mansion?" Lin Ping's cold gaze returned as he threatened.

"I'll talk your grandma's legs!"

Lian Ping cursed inwardly, really wanting to spit a mouthful of phlegm at Lin Ping, no! It should be to spit a face full of yellow urine on him, anyway, Lian Ping was furious and had plenty of yellow urine.

But he couldn't, and he dared not. Maybe Lin Ping's phlegm was thicker and his urine was yellower. He couldn't spit it out, and he couldn't swallow it!

"Could you..." Lian Ping smiled expressionlessly, clearly trying to bargain about the quantity.

"No way!" Lin Ping, with his nose in the air, was confident that Lian Ping was weak and was determined to crush him.

Even Lian Ping cried, choking back tears, "Leaving a thousand horses would be fine..."

Once upon a time, Lian Ping was a high-ranking prince. He never imagined he would suffer such humiliation, not only losing everything but also having to beg in a lowly manner.

"Brother-in-law, let him go, he's already pitiful enough..." Jiang Yunyu quietly tugged at Lin Ping's sleeve, pleading for Lian Ping.

To be honest, even he couldn't stand Lin Ping's behavior; it was just too exciting!

"I won't keep him!" Lin Ping puffed out his chest and raised his head, wishing his chin could grow backwards, looking exactly like a local ruffian.

"One hundred horses should be enough, I don't want to walk back..." Lian Ping almost spat out a mouthful of blood, his bottom line being broken time and time again.

“Brother Lianping, I’m doing this for your own good. If I leave you a hundred warhorses, wouldn’t Lian Gui be able to ride them back? That would mean we’re on equal footing! You are the future city lord, and Lian Gui will have to bow down to you!”

Lin Ping patted Lian Ping on the shoulder, as if to say: "Little Lian, work hard, and you'll reap great rewards. You'll get promoted, make a fortune, and have more money than you can eat!"

Lian Ping exhaled a breath of stale air, thinking to himself: Can you really eat the pie in the sky that Lin Ping is painting? Not only is it hollow, it's made of air.

Therefore, Lin Ping decided to leave a warhorse for Lian Ping, so that he could ride it alone.

"All of you, listen to my command! Dismount!"

Lian Ping felt a pain worse than if he were being pricked by a needle, and finally, he couldn't hold back the mouthful of blood he had been holding in.

The five thousand private soldiers were stunned, and even doubted that the other party was an imposter, and not Lian Ping.

For a soldier, a warhorse is closer than a brother; it not only enhances his strength but also fosters a deep emotional bond.

To become a qualified cavalryman and develop superb horsemanship, one must develop a bond with one's warhorse. But now, Lian Ping's words are about to be passed on.

"Brother Lianping, it seems these private troops don't obey your orders. They must be your second brother's confidants."

Seeing that the private army had not taken any further action, Lin Ping added fuel to the fire.

Lian Ping is now a powder keg, ready to explode at any moment. He roared, "Are you all deaf? Anyone who disobeys will be executed!"

This was a death order, and no soldier with a modicum of sense would dare to disobey it. Lian Ping was the eldest son and the most qualified to inherit the position of city lord. Disobeying his order was tantamount to disobeying the city lord's order.

Anyway, the Mountain City Lord's Mansion has amazing financial resources, so they will probably get them an even better set of equipment soon.

So everyone led their warhorses toward the open space between the two sides.

"Second Brother..." Lian Bai looked at Lian Gui with a questioning gaze, as if seeking an answer. He also felt that his eldest brother had gone a bit too far.

With things having come to this, what else could Lian Gui do but grit his teeth and hand over the fine horse that had been with him for many years?

In doing so, he felt much better, and this was a good opportunity to slander Lian Ping in front of the city lord.

Lin Ping continued patting Lian Ping on the shoulder and said seriously, "Brother Lian Ping, I think your third brother is quite good. Let's keep his warhorse. When the time comes, the two of you can ride one after the other, wouldn't that be a good opportunity to win people's hearts?"

In that case, I should thank you, Lin Ping, for your guidance?

Lian Ping glared at Lin Ping, then leaped onto Lian Bai's horse and hurriedly led his five thousand private soldiers in a flight, fearing that Lin Ping would kill them all.

"Brother-in-law, tell me... why are other people's kids so outstanding? But I, Jiang Yunyu, am not?" the chubby boy asked sarcastically, clearly mocking Lian Ping's disheveled appearance.

This time, Lin Ping not only brought a great victory to the City Lord's Mansion, but also vented Jiang Yunyu's anger.

Lin Ping nodded in satisfaction and asked meaningfully, "Yu'er, have you found a direction to strive for in the future?"

Jiang Yunyu nodded vigorously, his chin almost hitting his chest, and shouted, "I have a direction!"

"Oh? Well then, tell me!" Lin Ping really didn't think the little fat boy was that comprehension-wise.

Jiang Yunyu said in a serious tone: "First, you need to have an older sister, and then find an excellent brother-in-law."

His serious demeanor didn't seem like acting at all. Lin Ping nodded in satisfaction and said, "Hmm...not bad, you have a high level of awareness! You will definitely be able to carry forward the City Lord's Mansion in the future!"

Jiang Yunying really didn't want to listen to the two of them singing in unison, so she turned around and left, hurriedly ordering her two thousand private soldiers to collect the rich spoils of war.