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

"Wife..." Lin Ping mumbled incessantly in his sleep, the drool at the corner of his mouth indicating his dream. However, his attempt to embrace her missed, and he fell heavily to the ground, waking him up.

"It was just a dream." Looking at Jiang Yunying, who was already dressed in military uniform, Lin Ping felt a little disappointed. He clearly felt that he was sleeping in a bed and had his arms around Jiang Yunying, but in reality, he was lying on the hard ground and had slept with Leng Sheng in his arms all night.

"Get up quickly." Jiang Yunying glanced at him irritably, thinking to herself: This husband is quite strong, my waist is red from his embrace.

Jiang Yunying had already accepted Lin Ping in her heart. Although they couldn't consummate their marriage in the military camp, it didn't mean they couldn't share a bed. When Lin Ping fell asleep, Jiang Yunying, out of kindness, carried him to her bed. Little did she know that this shameless man's embrace would make her waist turn red.

"Oh..." Lin Ping crawled out of bed in confusion, and even took a special look at the changes in his underwear. He always felt that he smelled Jiang Yunying's fragrance on him, but reality was cruel.

On this day, the army had traveled less than fifty miles, moving at a pace comparable to a snail climbing a tree. By evening, they had already set up their tents.

Jiang Xiuwen was so anxious that he kept pacing around within a ten-mile radius, wishing he could rush directly to his destination.

That night, Lin Ping had the same dream again. When he woke up, he was still sleeping on the ground, which made him feel even stranger.

Logically speaking, sleeping on the floor for two consecutive days should cause a slight backache, but he didn't experience any reaction; on the contrary, he felt refreshed.

"This husband did it on purpose, didn't he? He pinched my waist until it was bruised." Recalling Lin Ping's actions last night, Jiang Yunying suddenly didn't want to consummate the marriage with him anymore. This guy was like a leech, sticking to her and making it impossible for her to sleep.

It's one thing to wrap your arms around me, but to put one of your legs over me is another, as if you want to lie on top of me with your whole body.

Out of curiosity, Lin Ping pressed his dog nose against Jiang Yunying's body and took two deep sniffs. Sure enough, he found that the scent was the same as that of her hands.

"My lady, if I've done anything wrong, it's definitely the fault of these hands, not my true thoughts. You have to believe me!" Lin Ping hurriedly explained, afraid that his large hands might do something... well, you know.

"Then I'll chop off my husband's hand." Jiang Yunying smiled coldly, and at the same time pulled out a sharp dagger.

Lin Ping was so frightened that he scrambled away, imagining what might have happened last night. He really wished he could give his hands a mind so they could record certain fragments.

"The Chao River is just ahead, let's cross it quickly." Fifty miles later, Jiang Xiuwen pointed to a magnificent and majestic river and said.

This river flows from south to north, cutting off the road to Yancheng. Only a stone bridge spans it, creating a dynamic scene with the surging water, much like a towering tree standing in a storm.

"The Tide River?" Looking at the surging river not far away, Lin Ping was filled with emotion.

Thinking about this, Lin Ping couldn't help but admire the wisdom of the ancients. In an era without reinforced concrete or large machinery, they were able to build a stone bridge across a water more than 100 meters wide. It was truly a masterpiece of craftsmanship.

Lin Ping has every reason to believe that there were many masterpieces similar to the Zhaozhou Bridge and Luoyang Bridge in ancient times, but they were not fully preserved and counted.

During the Northern Song Dynasty, Cai Xiang, the prefect of Quanzhou, personally oversaw the construction of the cross-sea bridge. It took six years and 14 million taels of silver to build the world's first cross-sea Liangshi stone bridge, which is now the Luoyang Bridge.

Although the Chaohe Bridge is not as magnificent as the Luoyang Bridge, the cost of building it was certainly not small.

"Hmph, the bridge that our ancestor spent five million taels of silver to build back then is now to be shared with the Lord of Shancheng! It's infuriating!" Jiang Xiuwen said angrily, wishing he could smash the city gates of Shancheng Prefecture and demand an explanation.

"Don't worry, Uncle, this bridge will be ours sooner or later, and it will play an even greater role," Lin Ping replied seriously, already having envisioned a perfect salt transport route in his mind.

"Don't talk big, kid. Let's get across the bridge first." Jiang Xiuwen never believed that Lin Ping had any amazing abilities, and those little tricks might not be useful in the battle for city lord.

"No rush, no rush. Let's rest here for a few days and enjoy the scenery." Lin Ping ordered the camp to be set up again. He didn't think the enemy would obediently watch them cross the bridge. If they were ambushed on the other side, they could take advantage of their position to give them a head-on attack.

"Does my husband mean the enemy is lying in ambush on the other side?" Jiang Yunying guessed.

"The number of people isn't large, just over a thousand, but they've already formed a triangular ambush," Lin Ping said, analyzing the enemy's situation as he answered Jiang Yunying's question.

The triangular ambush that Lin Ping mentioned was actually a V-shape, and all of them were archers and crossbowmen who could launch attacks simultaneously, making them a formidable force.

"What should we do then?" Jiang Yunying asked in a panic, not expecting that the other side would actually set up an ambush, and such a powerful formation at that.

"My lady, don't panic. The enemy doesn't know we're on the other side of the river," Lin Ping replied calmly, not taking the enemy seriously at all.

"That's utter nonsense." Jiang Xiuwen asked unhappily, "If the enemy didn't discover us, then how did you discover them?"

Jiang Xiuwen, confident in his extensive combat experience, failed to detect the enemy's ambush, let alone Lin Ping, a mere youth, who knew the enemy's formation. This was utter nonsense.

"Archers excel at long-range attacks but are most vulnerable in close combat. My lady, why don't you send out a thousand skilled swordsmen to swim across the river tonight and approach secretly? Tomorrow morning, we can launch a Y-shaped pincer attack, which will definitely give them a hard time." Lin Ping ignored Jiang Xiuwen and made no mention of how he had used the telescopic function of his left eye to see the enemy clearly.

To prevent Jiang Yunying from not understanding the meaning of V and Y, Lin Ping drew these two images on the ground with a small twig, which would form a three-sided attack formation, leaving the enemy with no choice but to flee.

"As my husband says!" Jiang Yunying said excitedly, and hurriedly selected a thousand skilled swordsmen, all of whom took off their armor and traveled light.

The soldiers from the south were skilled in water, so the more than 100-meter-wide Chao River was no problem for them. Besides, they only carried a light kukri, which wouldn't be too much of a burden.

The thousand soldiers were divided into two teams, and after nightfall, they marched side by side from both sides of the bridge, forming the two corners of a Y shape, only missing the straight line formed by the two thousand iron cavalry.

Crossing the river, which is over a hundred meters wide, would take at most fifteen minutes, but forming a V-shape to surround the enemy would not be easy, so Lin Ping agreed to make their move before dawn the next day.

"My lady, let's continue to trap them like turtles in a jar!" Lin Ping shamelessly squeezed into Jiang Yunying's tent, his lecherous eyes betraying his true thoughts.

"Husband, you wouldn't be using a fictitious enemy to deliberately gain an advantage, would you?" Jiang Yunying asked softly, but Lin Ping answered with a snore, clearly not pretending to be asleep!