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

Chapter 170 The Silly Boy Guo Jing's Farewell

Seeing the old man's expression suddenly change, Qiao Feng was somewhat taken aback, and was even more puzzled when he heard Murong Fu tell the old man that he was Guo Jing.

Murong Fu said, "Don't worry about it. Brother Guo's reputation is more prominent here than yours, elder brother."

He then briefly recounted how he, Guo Jing, and a few others had defeated Kublai Khan's 100,000-strong army in just two days. This news naturally spread rapidly throughout the country, and Dengzhou, the closest prefecture to Xiangyang, was aware of it.

When Qiao Feng heard this, he felt as if he were there, his blood boiling, and he immediately exclaimed, "Great!!!"

He realized even more that Brother Murong was the one who truly applied the ultimate level of martial arts to the battlefield. His previous claim of taking the enemy general's head from among ten thousand troops was merely the bravery of a brute. Brother Murong's move was the true path to glory. The more he thought about it, the more excited he became.

Seeing his condition, Murong Fu took out a jar of wine and handed it to Qiao Feng.

Qiao Feng laughed heartily when he saw how well his brother understood him. He then picked up the wine jar and drank half of it, spilling half of it on his chest and clothes.

Murong Fu was already used to it; all heroes drink like this.

He then said to Qiao Feng, "Brother Qiao, I have only just arrived in this world and have truly witnessed the cruelty of the Tartars."

Wherever it goes, it can't help but poke a few of its bullying heads.

I brought you here today not just to look around.

There are still several thousand soldiers in Dengzhou, constantly oppressing the innocent people. Shall we, brothers, fight them all and drive those Tartars out of the city?!

Qiao Feng was naturally willing. Seeing that Murong Fu had pulled out another iron-rimmed bow, he haphazardly drank and spilled half of the strong liquor.

He then tossed aside the wine jar, took the bow and quiver, drew the bowstring, and asked:

"Is it a five-stone bow?"

Murong Fu nodded and took out a handful of arrows himself. He had replenished his arrows before setting off. The scouts reported that there were less than 8,000 soldiers in the city. He now had 10,000 arrows in his storage space, which should be enough.

Qiao Feng didn't practice archery much in his early years; he spent most of his time practicing martial arts and boxing.

But later, after becoming the Southern King of the Liao Kingdom, he spent his free time hunting tigers, deer, rabbits, etc. He had excellent control over his body and superb eyesight, so he learned very quickly and is now no less skilled than a so-called sharpshooter.

In contrast, Murong Fu practiced archery much less, but he often used the Canhe Finger technique to shoot fish and birds in his early years, so he had some basic skills. At this moment, he took out his bow and arrow, aimed at the head of a Mongol soldier on the city wall, but shot him in the body.

The city alarms blared, signaling the start of a vengeful massacre.

Although it was called a massacre, the morale of the defending troops had already dropped by seventy percent after Murong Fu announced the names of "Murong Fu and Qiao Feng".

After seeing Murong Fu weave through the crowd, deflecting all the arrows, crossbow bolts, and sword strikes that killed other Mongol soldiers, they all cried out that he was the incarnation of the god of death, Elric.

Furthermore, Qiao Feng was able to fire arrows in rapid succession, killing many people with a single shot, including the city's highest-ranking general, who was over two hundred meters away.

The Mongol soldiers also considered him alongside Murong Fu and Guo Jing, regarding him as the third incarnation of the Grim Reaper, Elric.

Before long, the city gates were wide open, and the Tartars abandoned the city and fled.

After a while, the people in the city heard Murong Fu gather his inner strength and speak as if in everyone's ear,

Meizi has abandoned the city and fled. Afterwards, the garrison will take over. They can stay in the city or choose to move south.

The two then rode their little red horse towards Xiangfan.

At this moment, the people of Dengzhou City all came out to kneel and worship, weeping with joy.

The old man, in particular, who had narrowly escaped death, kept chanting the names of Murong Fu, Qiao Feng, and Guo Jing, treating them as deities.

Throughout the journey, Qiao Feng appeared preoccupied. Murong Fu didn't say much, letting him reconsider. He knew that Qiao Feng wasn't entirely blindly loyal or inflexible. His decision to leave Yanmen Pass stemmed not only from guilt for his disloyalty to the country, but also from the fact that he had nowhere else to go and might as well die.

They soon arrived at Fancheng, then entered Xiangyang, and informed Guo Jing and the others that Dengzhou had fallen.

He immediately ordered his soldiers to take over, and even wanted to lead the team himself, but was stopped by Murong Fu.

The group was supposed to go, but Guo Jing stayed behind. Then, they took Guo Jing and Qiao Feng to Guo Jing's room, which was nearby.

Guo Jing nodded. He was now completely convinced of Murong Fu's abilities. First, he defended Xiangyang, and today he reclaimed Dengzhou. The situation was very favorable.

After hearing Murong Fu's brief account, they learned that the killing of approximately five or six hundred government soldiers had demoralized their army.

Moreover, Murong Fu estimated that the group dispersed when there were about two hundred survivors, and the remaining three hundred died because they were too slow to run.

Guo Jing then realized that it was indeed not necessary to have any experts to recapture Dengzhou.

But if you were to actually ask those Mongol officers and soldiers when their morale began to crumble, they might tell Guo Jing:

They dispersed upon hearing Murong Fu's name.

The reason they didn't run when two hundred soldiers died was simply because most of them didn't react in time...

Then Murong Fu asked Qiao Feng, who was still deep in thought, "Brother Qiao, what were you thinking about on the way here?"

Qiao Feng said, "I'm thinking about what you and I said to each other, brother."

That emperor was the Son of Heaven, a man of immense wealth, yet Yelü Hongji was almost usurped by Yelü Nierugu; he also considered killing me when I refused to attack the Song Dynasty, but feared my martial prowess and did not act.

But he is also made of flesh and blood; can his life truly be more precious than that of ordinary people like Fang Qian?

Murong Fu was greatly pleased to see that Qiao Feng seemed to have come to his senses. It seemed that his Brother Qiao was indeed no ordinary person.

He then continued:

"Of course not."

As the sage said, "The people are the most important, the state is next, and the ruler is the least important."

However, there are always monarchs who are confused and disorderly, believing themselves to be the foundation of the country, acting recklessly and causing the people to suffer and the country to perish.

In the eyes of countless people, Yelü Hongji was nothing.

Moreover, if a subject usurps power for his own selfish desires, then he is like Dong Zhuo and Cao Cao. Just think of Zhao Gao, who supported Huhai for his own selfish desires and plotted to kill Fusu, leading to the demise of the Second Emperor of Qin.

But there were also great loyal ministers, whose regency was actually beneficial, such as Zhuge Liang, who came out of seclusion only to restore the Han Dynasty, and Emperor Zhaolie's entrustment of his son to the Empress Dowager... Alas, Brother Qiao should also know this.

"I wonder if Brother Qiao is truly loyal to the people of Liao and Song, or just to Yelü Hongji?"

As Murong Fu spoke, he could see that Qiao Feng's confusion was decreasing and his eyes were becoming more and more determined.

He had many concerns before, but after going on the trip with Murong Fu today, he personally witnessed a cruel aspect of war.

The two brothers captured another city, and the more they thought about Murong Fu's words, the more reasonable they seemed. They also hardened their resolve.

I thought about things I had never dared to think about before.

Qiao Feng said solemnly, "I, Xiao, will always be loyal to the people of Liao and Song, and to all the people of the world."

I've thought it through. Let's go back, brother.

Murong Fu nodded, then turned to Guo Jing and said:

"Brother Guo, have you understood what I've been saying after standing here for so long?"

Murong Fu had expected Guo Jing to look blank, but to his surprise, Guo Jing nodded knowingly and said:

"I see."

This time, it was Murong Fu's turn to be confused.

"Brother Guo, what have you realized?"

Guo Jing said, "I know this is Senior Qiao Feng, who has come to help our Great Song Dynasty!"

Qi Gong told me everything, although it really startled me at first.

But now that I think about it, who else could be so valiant and skilled in the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms but Senior Qiao Feng?!

Murong Fu nodded. He could accept that Qi Gong had guessed it, since Qi Gong had been asking him questions all morning.

He then said to Guo Jing, "Well, it's even better that you know. Shall we go back together?"

Guo Jing was startled and exclaimed, "Ah?!"

Murong Fu knew that many people in ancient times did not have the concept of time travel, so he said, "It'll be quick and won't hurt, Brother Guo, what are you saying?"

But Guo Jing interpreted it differently, because what Qi Gong told him was that Young Master Murong must know the art of summoning souls, and had brought back Chief Qiao's soul. It was just that Chief Qiao was worshipped by their Bow Gang every year, and he died for the country, so he was a heroic spirit, and therefore looked just like a real person.

Guo Jing naturally knew of Qiao Feng's deeds, and he figured Qiao Feng could be considered an ancestor of the archery clan and the people of the Song Dynasty.

They then accepted the explanation given by the Seventh Master.

Unexpectedly, Young Master Murong wanted to go back with Chief Qiao and even wanted to take him along.

Since they are the spirits of heroes, it goes without saying where they should return.

But then I thought, perhaps summoning the spirit of Chief Qiao requires his lifespan as the price.

Thinking that Xiangyang had been defended, that Qigong had learned the true Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, that the martial arts practitioners were practicing archery and horsemanship, and that the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill was training a large number of soldiers, Guo Jing felt that the Song Dynasty was safe and the people were safe!

What is the value of one's own life?

She just couldn't let go of Rong'er, Guo'er, Fu'er, and their unborn child.

He then said to Murong Fu, "Brother Murong, may I say goodbye to my family?"

Murong Fu thought to himself that time was locked in this world, so even if he went to the Tianlong world for ten years and returned, it would be the same moment he left.

But considering that Guo Jing probably didn't know either, and perhaps thought they were going to a very far place, he nodded.

He said, "Go quickly and come back quickly."

Afterwards, Guo Jing went to see Huang Rong, who was due to give birth in a few days. The two had been through thick and thin together for many years. Guo Jing was saddened at the thought of not being able to see her again, but he was also afraid that he would see her again after Rong'er passed away. He did not want to see Rong'er in the underworld.

Huang Rong sensed that he had something on his mind, but Guo Jing didn't say anything. He sat for a while and then left.

He then went outside to see Guo'er teaching Fu'er swordsmanship.

Watching the two children laughing and playing, I realized I should arrange their marriages as soon as possible.

It was originally arranged by the previous generation, but he and Yang Kang are of the same sex and are naturally brothers, while the two children are of different sexes.

Besides, the two children have a good relationship now, unlike when they were little when they used to fight. Yang Guo has also grown into a capable young man...

Unable to resist, he stepped forward and offered a few more pointers, then, forcing back his sadness, said:

"You two must get along well in the future. Fu'er is still young, so you, Guo'er, will guide her more in the future."

Guo Jing's words were not clear, and Guo Fu did not understand them, but Yang Guo was very perceptive and understood the implied meaning.

"Why does Uncle Guo want me to marry this unruly girl?"

She...she is indeed extremely beautiful, but not as beautiful as my aunt, and she doesn't possess even a fraction of my aunt's gentleness, but...

But now, my aunt's gentleness is only half given to me...:

Tomorrow I'm going on a boat trip with that person, sigh...

Although Da Wu and Xiao Wu, who were watching from the side, were also clueless and didn't hear the hidden meaning, they felt inexplicable anxiety and jealousy upon hearing the words "the two of them," "take good care of yourselves," and "instruct."

He wanted to say something, but having received the same kind of "stick training" as Guo Jing's Seven Freaks of Jiangnan when he was a child, he dared not speak out of turn in front of his master.

Guo Jing then thought about meeting his father-in-law and the Seventh Master, but then he thought he shouldn't delay the Murong brothers' time.

He then immediately returned to his room and said to Murong Fu:

"Let's get going, Brother Murong."

Huang Rong, however, sat up in the room. She felt something was off about Guo Jing's tone earlier, so she got up to find him and ask him what was going on...

Just then, Qi Gong pushed open Guo Jing's door, holding a yellowed book in his hand, and said, "Hey, silly boy, that Young Master Murong also..."

But then they saw the silly boy's broad back walk into a deep darkness, and then he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Seven felt like he was seeing things, but he was also afraid that the silly boy had really left with the two of them.

The book in his hand clearly stated:

Qiao Feng, son of the Khitan Xiao clan, was the ninth leader of the Bow Clan. He was fierce and unyielding, skilled in the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, whose strikes were like dragons, unparalleled in their power and ferocity. He fought for his country at Yanmen Pass.

Murong Fu, son of the Murong clan of Gusu, was skilled in the art of shifting stars and using the opponent's own methods against them... After that, his whereabouts became unknown.

At that time, the entire martial arts world of the Central Plains admired him and called him "Qiao Feng of the North and Murong Fu of the South".