Marry me!

Men in the world are all lustful, and Lin Mo is no exception. Now that he has transmigrated to ancient times, wouldn't it be wonderful to have three wives and four concubines, and to have them on both sides?

The marriage was arranged beforehand; the girl is beautiful and is also one of my little fans.

Going to the capital to marry him was a simple matter.

But then a problem arises.

According to the Daxia people's concept, marriage is about matching social status and family background.

Although Su Qing'er's father was a chieftain in Shu, and although Jiang Wan'er liked Su Qing'er, in her eyes, Su Qing'er was, to put it bluntly, just the daughter of a bandit leader.

Sun Ruoxi, on the other hand, came from a scholarly family and was a well-bred young lady. Her father and Lin Wenzhong were close friends, and their families were also old friends.

After hearing Lin Wenzhong mention this marriage, Jiang Wan'er decided that Sun Ruoxi was her daughter-in-law.

It could be said that the two had a connection that was confirmed through eye contact.

Jiang Wan'er treated Sun Ruoxi as her daughter-in-law, and Sun Ruoxi treated Jiang Wan'er as her mother-in-law.

At the same time, Sun Ruoxi's mother died early, so it's more accurate to say they are mother and daughter rather than mother-in-law and daughter-in-law!

In the Great Xia Dynasty, there was no such thing as first come, first served when it came to marriage.

Besides, Lin Mo and Su Qing'er never had a wedding ceremony.

Although they had a marital relationship, in Daxia, maids who accompanied their husbands were as numerous as hairs on a cow.

Therefore, after marrying Sun Ruoxi, she would definitely be the principal wife, and Su Qing'er would definitely be the concubine.

Lin Mo glanced at Su Qing'er subconsciously, feeling a pang of guilt.

Of course, this matter of identity is a minor issue.

The key is to bring it back!

Wei Maozhen's so-called arranged marriage was, in reality, a trap.

A fierce battle is inevitable on this journey to the capital.

Amidst the clash of swords and the shadows of battle, how do you manage to marry a wife? It feels like you're making things harder for yourself!

Not to marry?

There are problems too!

It wasn't that he was worried the Empress would actually kill Sun Ruoxi; at the moment, that woman's only trump card was the Sun family. If she really attacked the Sun family, why would Lin Mo need to be polite to her?

Let's just start fighting!

The problem is that even the Empress has granted the marriage, and Lin Wenzhong had previously discussed it privately with Sun Mian.

In this situation, which tough guy would dare to steal Lin Mo's wife?

That was the "Great Xia Butcher," who used cunning to massacre over 400,000 members of the Allied forces!

In Earth terms, that would be Boss Cao.

Stealing Boss Cao's betrothed? And she's still alive?

Therefore, since Lin Mo doesn't marry, the Sun family girl is destined to live a lonely life.

"Even getting married becomes so complicated for someone in such a high position," Lin Mo thought to himself.

After thinking for a long time, Lin Mo gave his answer, "Mother, I will marry her!"

This decision was made partly because I didn't want Jiang Wan'er to worry too much.

On the other hand, I am already fully confident and have no worries about my safety. It's just a matter of course!

As soon as she finished speaking, Su Qing'er's expression turned serious, her face filled with grievance.

Jiang Wan'er sighed, "My son, remember this well: never let anyone down in the future!"

That's how the matter was settled.

~~~

Dos Grassland.

The Spring Festival in Daxia has passed, and the weather has improved slightly; at least it hasn't snowed.

Bai Qi emerged from his tent, donned a cloak and a brown cape, and went to inspect the camp.

To be honest, this is the life he likes best.

On the battlefield, he walked among the soldiers, defeating one enemy after another.

His subordinates all loved and respected him.

Before a campfire, three Khufu horse archers invited him to share the hare they had caught, while a young horseman asked him for advice on how to defend against scimitar attacks.

He strolled downstream along the River Our Lady of Dos and saw two young soldiers riding on the shoulders of two other soldiers, fighting on the shallows.

They laughed and joked as they grabbed at each other's disheveled clothes, while a dozen or so other soldiers cheered them on.

Bai Qi bet one tael of silver on the soldier on the tall man's back, but the pair overturned in the reeds, causing him to lose his money.

Across the river, the dogs of the Dos people were still howling, and the biting wind swept through the grass, causing the withered grass to sway and whisper.

Bai Qi noticed that his deputy was sitting alone outside the tent, sharpening his sword with a whetstone.

"Come," he said, and Bai Qi's lieutenant stood up and followed him, a faint smile on his face.

As they led their horses away from the camp, a sentry came up to question them. Bai Qi patted the sentry on the shoulder and said, "Stand still."

The two then followed the Dossian Virgin Mary to a burned-down village, which they had passed through earlier that afternoon.

Right here, Bai Qi's troops attacked this village of Dos, and now the surrounding area is filled with charred logs and cold, hard ashes.

"How's it going with the task I assigned you?" Bai Qi asked after making sure no one was around.

"Reporting to General Bai, everything has been arranged!" the adjutant said. "According to your instructions, our army has cut off the Dos people's water supply. I believe that within five days, the Dos will perish without a fight!"

After receiving Lin Mo's orders, Bai Qi fought on the Dos Grassland and eliminated tribes of all sizes one by one.

On one hand, it was the dead of winter; on the other hand, the able-bodied men of the Dos tribe were killed by Lin Mo, in addition to Bai Qi's merciless massacre.

The remaining Dos tribes were forced to leave their homes and seek refuge in the holy city of Dos.

Upon receiving the news, Bai Qi immediately ordered the entire army to march at full speed and attack the last holy city of the Dos people.

The most prominent characteristic of Bai Qi was his annihilation warfare strategy, which did not take conquering cities and seizing territory as the sole objective, but rather aimed to annihilate the enemy's manpower. Moreover, he was skilled in field offensives and always sought to annihilate the enemy in every battle.

Therefore, upon arriving in the holy city of Dos, he did not rush to attack the city, but instead devised a strategy to cut off the city's only water source: the Holy Mother Lake next to the city.

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