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

"Brother, I'm sorry!" Lian Gui smiled coldly, and viciously stabbed the dagger toward Lian Ping's heart.

Regardless of Lian Ping's schemes, he is not a villain like Lian Gui; once he agreed to fight empty-handed, he would never hide any weapons.

He could only watch helplessly as the dagger cut through his flesh.

"Despicable!" Lian Ping used all his strength to lift Lian Gui above his head and then throw him off the three-zhang-high city wall.

The effect varies depending on the height. If you fall from a height of less than one zhang (approximately 3.3 meters), you will first hear a thud, followed by a scream. If you fall from a height of more than three zhang (approximately 13.3 meters), you will first hear a scream, then a thud, and then... nothing more.

Lian Gui belongs to the latter category. When suspended high in the air, he lets out a terrified howl, which is definitely more tragic than the slaughter of a pig.

The moment he landed on the ground, it even caused a small tremor, and bright red blood flowed from all seven orifices, making his death extremely gruesome.

Lian Ping's condition was also not optimistic. He leaned against the city wall, his breath growing weaker and weaker.

"Get out of the way, let me try." Lin Ping pushed aside several private soldiers and quickly ran to Lian Ping's side.

He didn't have much affection for Lian Ping, but the other person couldn't die.

Without Lianping, some plans would be difficult to implement.

Even if they breach the mountain city, they will not be able to rule the entire mountain city prefecture, since those tens of thousands of military households will launch a fierce counterattack.

Therefore, he needs to make Lian Ping the new city lord so that he can secure the greatest benefit for the city lord's mansion.

Lin Ping quickly checked Lian Ping's condition with his right eye and breathed a sigh of relief when he found that his heart had not been pierced. He took out a smaller scalpel and cut away all the surrounding clothes and rotten flesh. Then he quickly pulled out the dagger, disinfected it with alcohol, and stitched up the wound.

His entire set of movements was intricate yet skillful, fully demonstrating Lin Xing's talent in medicine. Sometimes he couldn't help but wonder if God had given him these unique eyes so that he could heal the sick and save lives, rather than lead troops into battle.

"If you're going to be a doctor, why did you give me such a handsome face? It's clearly meant to be a gigolo!" Lin Ping pouted at the heavens, rejecting the idea of ​​practicing medicine and saving lives. He was still more inclined to... be a gigolo.

"You've won. From now on, the Mountain City Lord's Mansion will no longer be a match for the Jiang City Mansion." Lian Ping said while coughing, feeling that he could never fathom Lin Ping's abilities, nor dared to be his enemy.

“From now on, we’re all brothers. Let’s develop and prosper together. What’s with all this fighting and killing?” Lin Ping said, patting Lian Ping on the shoulder. It really was the way they addressed each other when they first met.

Although Lin Ping only became sworn brothers with Lian Ping for personal gain, he did not deny the nature of their relationship. At the very least, no one could bully Lian Ping, as Lin Ping was very protective of his own.

Lian Ping's attitude towards Lin Ping has always taken a dramatic turn. When they first met, he thought Lin Ping was just a show-off spoiled brat. Later, when Lin Ping kidnapped him and extorted 5,000 fine horses and 5,000 sets of equipment, Lian Ping realized that Lin Ping was insidious and ruthless.

After observing for the past few days, he finally understood Lin Ping's almost demonic wisdom and had no choice but to cooperate with him. Now that the other party had saved him, he felt a bit more admiration and gratitude. Maybe following in his footsteps could really lead to great success.

"No need for words between brothers, let's go and take back what belongs to us!" Lin Ping said seriously, shamelessly treating the mountain city as his own.

Lian Ping understood his meaning and dared not delay. He dragged his heavy body onto his warhorse and led the remaining 1,500 cavalrymen and 500 archers straight toward the mountain city.

Although Lian Gui is dead, the real threat to Lian Ping is the Lord of Shancheng. He must settle things before the Lord enters the city.

Otherwise, he would be subjected to endless persecution. A grown man cannot spend his whole life hiding in Jiangcheng.

At this point, Yancheng was completely under the jurisdiction of the city lord's mansion. Thinking of the vast oil fields buried underground, Lin Ping could laugh in his dreams.

A city cannot be without a garrison. Lin Ping assigned the captain who shared his bed to stay behind, and led the other two thousand private soldiers to head towards the mountain city.

"As expected of my nephew-in-law, Jiang Xiuwen, you took Yancheng without losing a single soldier. It's exhilarating, truly exhilarating!" Jiang Xiuwen stretched his limbs and laughed heartily. He had never imagined that a war could be fought like this.

If I had known this would happen, I should have arranged a marriage between Lin Ping and Jiang Yunying. There would have been no need for them to go to that damned Lotus Palace to learn martial arts; they could have just focused on serving their husbands well. I'm afraid it wouldn't have taken them more than three years to conquer the entire Wu Kingdom.

“There are even more exciting things waiting for Uncle to do next,” Lin Ping said meaningfully.

"Hmph, I've had my eye on that Lianming bastard for a long time, and this time I'll really make him suffer!" Jiang Xiuwen's face hardened, and he urged his warhorse to gallop at full speed, so that even if he missed the most exciting moment, he could still finish it off.

After two hours of frantic running, the city lord had led five thousand cavalrymen to the vicinity of the city and could see the three thousand troops outside the city gate in the distance.

"I'm furious! Today I'll show you what it means to court death!" The Mountain City Lord cracked his whip, striking the armor of his warhorse with a sharp crack. The horse, startled, let out a long neigh and galloped forward madly.

The five thousand cavalrymen behind them also urged their horses to gallop wildly, and the momentum of ten thousand horses galloping was indeed quite awe-inspiring.

In the eyes of the city lord, as long as they cut off the enemy's retreat, they could attack from both sides with the city's defenders. He figured that these three thousand men wouldn't be able to do anything special and would just stay put and wait to die.

As he raced along, the city lord kept wondering to himself. The enemy clearly had three thousand cavalry, while the city only had one thousand defenders. Why hadn't they launched an attack for a whole day? It was as if they were waiting for him to cut off their retreat.

He was jostled on horseback and had no time to think much. He assumed that the soldiers in the city had played a role. Although they did not have sophisticated weapons, they were strong and could carry wood and stones without any problem. He figured that it would be impossible for three thousand cavalrymen to break through the city gate under the rain of falling rocks and trees.

"You cowards, dismount and face your deaths!" After completely cutting off the enemy's retreat, the mountain city lord shouted heroically, treating these three thousand men as if they had come specifically to vent his anger.

"Reporting to the Commandant, the Lord of the Mountain City has personally led five thousand troops and has completely surrounded our army," a scout said anxiously, urging his warhorse on.

"Surround them? I'm afraid they don't have the ability or the appetite!" A shadow appeared in Ji Yang's eyes as he pointed his crossbow at the sky. The silver arrowheads shone brightly in the sunlight, serving as the most direct signal.

"Hahaha, these bastards have fallen for it!" Pang Xingji, who had been lying in ambush all around, laughed heartily and led his 7,000 troops in a grand procession, thus creating a pincer movement against the enemy.