Transmigrating into Murong Fu, may you have many children and much happiness.

Chapter 169 I'll take revenge on him, you go inside.

Although Qiao Feng was dissatisfied with the Liao emperor's desire to invade the Song Dynasty from the south, he disliked war from the perspective of the common people. However, he considered himself a Khitan and had lived in the Liao Dynasty for several years, so he still had feelings for the Liao Dynasty.

Hearing of the fall of the Liao Dynasty, he was naturally emotional.

But Yelü Qi and Yelü Yan exchanged a glance and frowned simultaneously:

I was thinking, didn't the Liao Dynasty perish a long time ago?

But since this burly man before him was a friend of Uncle Guo and also a member of their Khitan ethnicity, it was inappropriate to question him. Yelü Qi, always of a refined and elegant character, said slowly, "Yes, our Liao Dynasty has been extinct for over a hundred years..."

Qiao Feng hurriedly asked, "How did they die? Could it be that they exhausted their military resources and were wiped out by the Song Dynasty?"

Qiao Feng was unsure whether the matter was true or false, but he figured if it were, it wouldn't be so easy to deceive him. Moreover... looking at his brothers, and then at Guo Jing who could wield the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, he felt a strange sense of unease, as if it might actually be true.

When Yelü Qi heard Xiao Feng ask about the reasons for the fall of the Liao Dynasty, he couldn't help but sigh, but he wasn't overly saddened. Although he was a member of the so-called royal family, with the noble surname Yelü, that country had long since perished. His own family had fallen into decline long ago, since his great-great-grandfather's generation. Even the Wanyan family, which had destroyed his country, was almost entirely wiped out. If he hadn't heard that this man's surname was Xiao and that he claimed to be a Khitan, he might not have even remembered the Liao Dynasty at all...

After all, not everyone is as obsessed with maintaining a good image as the Murong family, unable to let go even after six hundred years.

He then said, "The Liao Dynasty was destroyed by the Jin Dynasty, and its founding emperor was named Wanyan... um..."

Murong Fu opened his mouth and said, "Wanyan Aguda. He was the leader of the Jurchen people during the reign of Yelü Hongji."

Murong Fu had never met Wanyan Aguda, but he knew that Qiao Feng had encountered Aguda in the original novel, and the two considered each other to be close friends.

He guessed that Qiao Feng had followed advice and gone to the grasslands to relax, but he still encountered Aguda of the Jurchens.

Sure enough, when Murong Fu looked at Qiao Feng's face, he saw disbelief and a hint of nostalgia in his expression, so he must indeed recognize him.

Qiao Feng thought to himself, "I, Xiao Feng, am a close friend of Aguda, and my sworn brotherhood with Yelü Hongji was also by chance, but... how could this be?"

He then asked, "Does the Song Dynasty still exist?"

Yelü Qi was even more puzzled and said, "Aren't you currently within the territory of the Song Dynasty?"

But the Song Dynasty almost perished...

Qiao Feng asked, "Was it attacked by the Jin Kingdom?"

Qiao Feng stood on the city wall. As the Southern King of the Liao Dynasty and possessing such expertise, he could naturally tell that the city was filled with soldiers and officials, indicating a state of war.

Yelü Qi said, "Jin? That's long gone. Now it's the Mongols who are attacking the Song Dynasty."

"Mongolia?" Qiao Feng pondered for a moment, then thought of the many nomadic tribes on the Mongolian Plateau, collectively known as "Zuren".

Some tribes, such as the Tatars, were still subjects of the Liao Dynasty, but they never expected that the Jin Dynasty would later destroy the Liao Dynasty, and the Mongols would destroy the Jin Dynasty.

Murong Fu also added an explanation of how Temujin unified the various Mongol tribes, then destroyed the Western Xia and the Jin, and reintroduced Guo Jing. Although he was a Han Chinese, he grew up in Mongolia and later made great contributions in the western expedition against the Jin, and was awarded the titles of "Golden Knife Prince Consort" and "Right Army Commander of Ten Thousand Households".

Later, Genghis Khan ordered him to lead an army to attack the Song Dynasty. He considered that his hometown and was unwilling to go on the southern expedition, so he resigned his post and returned to the Song Dynasty to live in seclusion.

Now that the Mongols are attacking, Guo Jing has come to Xiangyang to defend it.

When Qiao Feng heard that Guo Jing had such similar experiences to him, and was even more willing to stay in Xiangyang, he felt even greater admiration for him.

Having already believed eight or nine tenths of what Murong Fu said, he said:

"Great Hero Guo is so benevolent and righteous, I admire him greatly."

Your Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms are quite different from what I know. How about we exchange some ideas?

Guo Jing and Hong Qigong were overjoyed upon hearing this, especially Hong Qigong, who had already realized that Xiao Feng's Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms was the real Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms. In his early years, he had been troubled by the loss of three palms, and later he had made up for the missing three palms through his own enlightenment, but he always felt that they were not quite right.

Now that I can see Qiao Feng's skills, I can easily tell the truth from the falsehood, and I feel even more that my absurd guess seems to be the truth.

Seeing Guo Jing and Xiao Feng explaining the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, he wanted to listen, but at this moment he wanted to know the 'truth' even more.

Then he asked Murong Fu:

"Young Master Murong, Alliance Leader Murong, just tell this old beggar, where did you find this Xiao Feng? How come... how come he looks exactly like our Ninth Leader of the Bow Clan?!"

That palm technique is far more authentic than mine.

Murong Fu said, "Seventh Master, you guessed right. Now that you know, go and learn the palm techniques. I remember that the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms was modified by him, and it is the most authentic."

Seeing that it was almost noon, Murong Fu ordered the kitchen to prepare a grand feast. After all, it was Qiao Feng's first time visiting, so he wanted to treat him well and introduce him to the people here.

It was soon noon, and everyone took their seats according to their rank. Qi Gong sat in the main seat, with Murong Fu and Qiao Feng on either side. Huang Yaoshi didn't like so many people, so he didn't come.

Amidst the lively exchange of introductions, everyone stepped forward. When Qiao Feng saw Xiaolongnu, he was even more astonished; her appearance was strikingly similar to Wang Yuyan and Li Qinglu. He marveled at how adept his brother Murong was at choosing a match…

Then look at the women below Little Dragon Girl: Cheng Ying, Lu Wushuang, Yelü Yan, Wanyan Ying...

Qiao Feng noticed that all the women, regardless of their appearance, were flirting with Brother Murong, and he remarked that Brother Murong was unlike him; he always seemed to have a way with women, no matter where he was.

Apart from some juniors, everyone present was a hero. Qiao Feng was overjoyed and drank three jars of fine wine.

After the banquet, Qiao Feng was about to continue teaching Guo Jing the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, but Murong Fu pulled him away from Xiangyang, across the wooden bridge, and out of Fancheng. He then summoned a large red horse and rode with Qiao Feng.

Qiao Feng saw that the big red horse was strong and powerful, and thought to himself that it was a good horse, far superior to ordinary mounts.

After running for more than ten miles, Qiao Feng asked, "Brother, where are we going?"

Murong Fu turned around and said, "Nanyang, let me show you the ways of the world."

Nanyang, also known as Dengzhou, is the place where Liu Bei visited Zhuge Liang three times. It is the closest city to Xiangyang to be occupied by the Mongols.

About two hundred miles from Xiangfan, the big red horse was a special breed and had now recovered to its peak condition. It took about half an hour to reach the outskirts of Dengzhou.

Murong Fu then put it back into the spirit beast space. It would not suffer from hunger or other negative effects in the spirit beast space, so he could feed it after finishing his business.

Look at those towering city walls, the banners fluttering atop them, the soldiers moving about, the barricades standing guard below, and the iron cavalry pacing back and forth—it truly is a city as impregnable as an iron fortress.

It turns out that Kublai Khan was so frightened by Murong Fu and his men that even after retreating, he strengthened his defenses in Dengzhou, which is 200 li away from Xiangyang, and strictly controlled entry and exit.

However, for Murong Fu and Qiao Feng, there were loopholes everywhere and shortcomings in every aspect.

Using their internal energy, the two easily passed through the various obstacles and entered the city.

The city was in ruins, with bloodstains on many doors. Qiao Feng frowned as he looked on, but Murong Fu said:

"That's human blood."

He then sighed and said, "When the Tartars march south, they love to massacre cities. As long as the city gates are not wide open and there is any resistance, they will be retaliated against and massacred at the drop of a hat."

Those cities that surrender will be subject to heavy taxes, or even forced to levy taxes on filling in the gaps.

That woman was forcibly conscripted; babies would be killed for amusement...:

"Look, it's over there."

Following Murong Fu's gaze, Qiao Feng saw that several hundred meters away, armored soldiers knocked on the door of a civilian's house.

The two of them went one after the other and quietly approached the soldiers and residents. Naturally, they were not discovered because they made no sound.

"Sir, this is the last bit of food we have left, it's for our survival."

"Old man, you dare to hoard grain?"

"Grandpa...Grandpa, please don't hit my grandpa."

"Sir, please leave some for the child..."

"Heh, once you're dead, you won't go hungry!!"

"Official?...Traitorous dogs! You bastards! You'll all die a horrible death!"

Seeing the curved sword raised, Qiao Feng could no longer hold back, his killing intent locking onto the Mongol soldier as if it were a tangible thing.

Qiao Feng let out a silent roar, his figure spreading like a roc, leaping several feet through the air, and striking out with his right palm. The powerful palm force of the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms pierced through the air.

With a single palm strike, he shattered the head of the Mongol officer who was holding a scimitar, smashing it to pieces along with his helmet, leaving red and white blood all over the ground.

At the same time, Murong Fu's invisible sword energy pierced the hearts of seven or eight horrified Mongol soldiers behind him.

Qiao Feng looked at the mess on the ground. Although he had swiftly killed the murderous soldiers, he felt a chill run through his body.

When he heard that Yelü Hongji wanted to launch a southern expedition, he imagined countless men, women, and children writhing and groaning under the hooves of horses, arrows filling the sky, Song and Liao soldiers killing each other, falling from their horses, their blood flowing like a river.

Skeletons littered the ground—such a horrific scene.

But now, a century later, after hearing Murong Fu's account and recounting my own experience, I realize that this terrifying fantasy has been repeated countless times over the past century...

At this moment, the Mongol cavalry had already reached Nanyang and Xiangyang, and half of the Central Plains had been invaded. Many bloody incidents were bound to occur... The scene just now must be happening elsewhere, or even... a massacre of a city.

While Qiao Feng was pondering, the old man knelt down before him, repeatedly kowtowing and saying:

"Great hero, benefactor, please have mercy and take my grandson with you. This old man is here to pray for you and kowtow to you."

Upon seeing this, Qiao Feng immediately helped the old man up.

The old man continued, "My benefactor, you should kill this Tartar and leave quickly, because it will be difficult to leave once other Tartars arrive."

The old man desperately wanted to bring me, his little grandson, along; his parents had been captured by those Tartar soldiers and were unlikely to survive...

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Qiao Feng was about to agree and take the old man with him when Murong Fu told the old man to take the child and hide inside the house.

The old man thought the other party had rejected him and wanted to make one last plea.

But after hearing the handsome young man speak, she immediately showed an expression of disbelief, followed by ecstasy, and immediately carried the child into the house.

Qiao Feng, however, heard Murong Fu patting his shoulder and saying to the old man:

"I am Murong Fu, and he is Guo Jing. Please come inside immediately."