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

As night fell, a black fog enveloped the area, with only the faint starlight and pale moonlight intertwining to cast a silvery veil over the vast expanse of earth outside the city. The pools of blood reflected the light, a horrifying sight from afar.

Occasionally, a flock of crows would fly by, but they would only circle overhead from a distance, not daring to come into contact with these soldiers who exuded a fierce aura.

Crows are associated with bad luck and are considered birds of ill omen for a reason. Crows have an exceptionally keen sense of smell and are particularly drawn to the stench of decay. Therefore, places where crows are found are often associated with dead bodies.

"Sigh..." On the city wall, the city lord sighed. He didn't know how much longer he could hold out, since the enemy could launch a general offensive at any time.

Even if the city wall were raised by one zhang, it would be impossible for two thousand defenders to withstand thirteen thousand enemies.

Therefore, the city lord was extremely anxious and eagerly hoped that Lin Ping could return with his troops as soon as possible. He was also worried that Lin Ping and his men would be in danger, since none of the 13,000 enemies were the city lord's private army.

In other words, the enemy in Yancheng is not easy to deal with either; if they fall into the trap, they may be completely wiped out.

Therefore, the city lord was doubly worried, and the situation was not optimistic.

"Father, don't worry, there's nothing in this world that my brother-in-law can't handle," Jiang Yunyu said, patting his chest. His eyes were full of admiration when he mentioned Lin Ping.

The city lord nodded, even revealing a smile, then shook his head and said, "Ping'er is indeed very outstanding, but I'm afraid Yunying doesn't care about romantic feelings, which might chill Ping'er's heart."

He knew his daughter too well; she was born solely to protect the city lord's mansion and had never considered matters of romance. Even though Lin Ping had married into the family, there had been no real progress between them. The city lord also knew what Lin Ping wanted, but he feared that he wouldn't be able to satisfy him and thus lose this talented individual.

"Father, you can rest assured. My eldest sister has long been in love with my brother-in-law. It's just a matter of time." Jiang Yunyu chuckled, eagerly anticipating the arrival of his little nephew.

“Your elder sister may not object, but that doesn’t mean my elder sister won’t object.” As he said this, the city lord frowned even more.

These words stung. Jiang Yunyu wasn't the only one with an elder sister; the city lord's elder sister held even greater authority in the family.

"Aunt?" Jiang Yunyu muttered to himself, trying hard to recall the relative he had only met a few times.

In Jiang Yunyu's memory, his aunt was an ethereal fairy, but her cold eyes made people both respect and fear her. Even Jiang Xiuwen would keep his distance from his elder sister.

"My aunt is far away in the Lotus Palace. By the time she returns, my elder sister and brother-in-law will have already consummated their relationship." Jiang Yunyu chuckled, seemingly reminding the city lord.

"I hope Ying'er isn't too rigid. This matter can't be dragged on any longer," the city lord muttered to himself, hoping that the two could get together as soon as possible. They had finally come together, and they couldn't let it be ruined again.

The enemy troops outside the city were frantically lengthening their siege ladders, barely completing their task three hours later. It was now midnight, the time when people's bodies were at their weakest, and they might not even be able to lift those ladders.

Wu Chengbi naturally understood this principle and dared not act rashly. He allowed the guards to rest for the time being and quietly waited for the dawn of the next day.

With these extended ladders, Wu Chengbi's confidence soared, and he discussed with the Haicheng Guard Commandant about launching a general offensive.

Wu Chengbi was not just the Commandant of Shancheng Guard, but also the younger brother of Governor Wu Xin. His words naturally carried more weight than those of the Commandant of Haicheng Guard. Even if it was just to curry favor with Wu Xin, he would risk his life to charge into battle.

On the other hand, Lin Ping and his companions were galloping wildly on horseback, completely disregarding the damp chill and their own exhaustion.

Jiang Yunying and Jiang Xiuwen already knew about Lin Ping's plan and that the City Lord's Mansion was facing an unprecedented disaster. How could they not be anxious? They even had the idea of ​​flying there.

"All troops, listen up! Rest in place!" Lin Ping shouted, contradicting the two men.

As a medical student, Lin Ping had worked night shifts and knew the state of a person's body late at night. Even if he rushed back before the enemy attacked the city, he would only be sending more people to their deaths.

Just like diving under a tower with low health to kill someone, you're likely to get killed instead. It's better to heal to full health first, and then you can easily secure the kills without any surprises. As the saying goes, "A skilled craftsman must first sharpen his tools."

Furthermore, Lin Ping was certain that the enemy wouldn't be foolish enough to launch a nighttime attack on the city.

Lin Ping's words were like an imperial edict, and even Jiang Xiuwen didn't dare to ask any more questions, only stamping his feet anxiously.

Jiang Yunying walked up to Lin Ping with a puzzled look, but didn't ask any questions. She just kept pouting, which made her look quite cute like a little girl.

"Does my wife know how to fish?" Lin Ping sat down on the ground with his legs stretched out, his eyes gleaming in the moonlight.

Jiang Yunying sat down next to him, shook her head but didn't say anything.

In ancient times, fishing was not a leisurely pastime, but a means of making a living and an essential survival skill for fishermen. Jiang Yunying was born into a life of plenty and never had to lift a finger, so why would she learn to fish?

"The tools for fishing are nothing more than a hook, a line, and a rod. Fishermen put bait on the hook and wait for a big fish to bite," Lin Ping roughly explained the steps of fishing.

Jiang Yunying listened patiently, nodding occasionally.

"The big fish in the water bites the hook because of its greed, which causes the fishing line to sway, thus attracting the attention of the fishermen," Lin Ping continued.

"Should we cast our line now?" Jiang Yunying asked curiously, seemingly finding fishing quite interesting as well.

Lin Ping shook his head and said, "Experienced fishermen don't cast their lines immediately. They know that the big fish hasn't taken a bite yet, and they wait until the big fish swallows the bait and can't escape at all before casting their lines." Lin Ping analyzed, "Now the enemy is the big fish, we are the fishermen, and Jiangcheng is the bait. If we want to completely eliminate the enemy, we should wait until the enemy attacks the city."

Jiang Yunying's beautiful eyes shone brightly, as if enlightened, and she softly said to Lin Ping, "My husband is truly... a treacherous, despicable, cunning, and ruthless... great man!"

After speaking, Jiang Yunying smiled and suddenly kissed Lin Ping on the forehead before quickly leaving, leaving the silly boy Lin Ping sitting blankly on the ground.

It has to be said that Jiang Yunying's skills in managing her husband have reached a high level. When Lin Ping was at his most proud, she first poured cold water on him, telling him not to be too arrogant, and then gave him a sweet date as a reward, meaning that he had done a good job and should keep up the good work.

Lin Ping was completely taken in by this, completely controlled by Jiang Yunying, much like the relationship between Sun Wukong and Buddha. Since he couldn't escape her body, he would just... pee on her body.

They were still fifty li from the main city, a journey that would only take half an hour at full speed. The private soldiers, exhausted from a long day, collapsed into bed and fell asleep. Only Lin Ping sat on the ground, hugging his knees, his eyes fixed on the eastern horizon, determined to appear before the enemy at the perfect moment.