My Hidden Strength Was Exposed by the Heavenly Dao Ranking List – Chapter 107

Chapter 107: The Aging and Weakening Peng Feng

The 300,000-strong army of the Great Yuan Khanate had already reached the walls of Xiangyang City.

The black mass of troops was filled with murderous intent.

However.

The Great Yuan Khanate did not rush to order an attack on the city.

Instead, Borjigin Tore, who was over three meters tall, had an incredibly robust physique, wore a dragon robe, and resembled a middle-aged lion, raised a hand and shouted, “Drag those ten thousand Han Chinese over here.”

At his command.

Immediately.

His subordinate generals escorted tens of thousands of Han Chinese, their clothes tattered and bodies covered in wounds, to the front of the formation.

Tore pointed at these Han Chinese with the whip in his hand and laughed loudly towards the top of Xiangyang City, “People of the Song Dynasty in Xiangyang City, do you know who these people are?

They are your compatriots, also Han Chinese, but Han Chinese from the north.”

“In the north, they didn’t obediently become our Great Yuan’s subjects, didn’t become slaves of the Great Yuan, they refused to be honest, refused to offer their family wealth, wives, and daughters to our great Mongols, and even thought of resisting and rebelling.”

“And what was the result? This Khan led the army and slaughtered them, scattering them to the winds. So many people rebelled, and this Khan killed hundreds of thousands of Han Chinese before suppressing these lowly Han bastards who refused to be slaves.”

“Of course, this Khan is still merciful and didn’t kill them all, leaving these ten thousand Han Chinese. What this Khan is going to do now is slaughter these people for you to see.”

“People of the Song Dynasty in Xiangyang City, if you don’t resist, if you obediently submit to this Khan, this Khan can give you a way out, let you live, and only take most of your family wealth.”

“But if you resist, then this Khan will massacre the city, old and young, leaving no one alive, and slaughtering Xiangyang City until there is no one left, and blood flows like a river.”

“Come, kill them for me!”

At his command.

Immediately, executioners with blades began to hack at the captured northern Han Chinese.

Swish, swish, swish, hundreds of heads fell to the ground.

Swish, swish, swish, hundreds more heads fell to the ground.

The Song Dynasty’s opponents were mostly barbarians.

First, there was Liao.

Then, there was Jin.

And finally, there was Mongolia.

But Mongolia was definitely the most barbaric, the most ferocious, and the most inhumane of them all.

Mongol sieges were often like this: if you dared to resist and didn’t obediently open the city gates, they would slaughter the entire city.

And Tore was undoubtedly the most cruel of the Mongols.

Don’t look at how *The Legend of the Condor Heroes* portrays Tore as Guo Jing’s sworn brother, a loyal and honest man. The historical Tore was incredibly cruel.

In 1231, Tore led his troops to attack and plunder Sichuan, massacring the residents of Chengdu. After the massacre of Sichuan by the Mongols, the population decreased from 13 million to 600,000.

He also massacred his way to Europe, slaughtering dozens of cities.

For example, when Tore attacked Nishapur, the city sent out religious leaders and gentry to surrender, but Tore refused, ordering the cannons and catapults to attack fiercely. After entering the city, he let his troops slaughter at will. In addition, cities such as Tus, Naysabur, and Zaveh were all swept away like a storm.

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Seeing that in just a moment, hundreds of Han Chinese from the north had been beheaded.

Peng Feng let out a cold shout.

This shout.

Emanated in the form of a sonic wave.

And then…

With a buzz.

The hundreds of Mongol soldiers who were going to cut off the Han Chinese heads directly exploded and died.

Peng Feng, with his hands behind his back, coldly shouted, “Tore, you dare to be so presumptuous in front of me, dare to kill my Han Chinese, you truly have a dog’s audacity!”

The three-meter-tall, robust Tore, wearing a dragon robe, raised his head and looked at Peng Feng on top of Xiangyang City, “Even if Prince of Jin Peng Lang were here, he would never dare to be so arrogant. The one who dares to be so arrogant, you must be the old Prince of Jin, Peng Feng, of the Song Dynasty.”

“This Khan has long admired the name of the old Prince of Jin.”

“It is said that the old Prince of Jin single-handedly destroyed Western Xia, broke Liao, and defeated Jin. He was invincible in the entire East in that era, hailed as the number one person in the East. He was truly a legend of that time.”

Tore said very seriously, “But, old senior, you are now one hundred and forty-eight years old. At this age, you are too old to fight, your teeth are about to fall out, and your strength has declined.

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If you obediently don’t take action, you can still leave behind an invincible reputation in the history books, revered by later generations.

You are so old, yet you still come to the battlefield. If we accidentally bruise your old eyes or knock out your teeth, that wouldn’t be good.

At that time, old senior, your reputation will be completely ruined.

The evaluation of the old senior in history books will also drop too much.

Why bother?

When people get old, they should accept their age. Isn’t it better to go back and take care of your grandchildren and great-grandchildren? Why do you have to jump out, are you looking for death?”

Peng Feng, upon hearing this, couldn’t help but chuckle, “It seems that this old senior is being looked down upon by the younger generation.”

“Among you present, there are two Heavenly Human Realm experts and five Land Immortal Realm experts, right? In that case, let this old man, who is old and weak and whose strength has declined, deal with your combined attack of two Heavenly Human Realm experts and five Land Immortal Realm experts.”

“Let’s see how much strength this old man, who is old and weak and whose strength has declined, still has.”

At this time, Peng Lang deliberately acted, “Father, no! You can’t fight seven against one, it’s too dangerous. You’re so old, you can’t take this risk.”

Peng Feng said, “Since I’m being looked down upon so much, how can I remain indifferent? Let these juniors see the strength of this senior. Today, I will fight seven against one, and no one is allowed to stop me.”

And on the Great Yuan Khanate’s side.

Heaven List First, Tore: “…”

Heaven List Second, Chilaowen: “…”

Heaven List Third, Meng Chixing: “…”

Heaven List Fourth, Jebe: “…”

Heaven List Fifth, Hasar: “…”

Heaven List Sixth, Phagpa: “…”

Heaven List Eighth, Kokocho: “…”

For a moment, they were all stunned.

What did they just hear?

A one hundred and forty-eight-year-old man, who was about to reach the end of his lifespan, whose strength had severely declined, and who had one foot in the coffin, actually wanted to fight seven against one, against the seven of them???

What the h*ll?

Did something go wrong?

Tore and the others thought about it, and there were only two possibilities.

One was: Peng Feng was used to being invincible in his era, so he was angered by their mockery of him being old and useless, and therefore wanted to fight seven against one.

The second possibility was that there was a conspiracy.

But… they couldn’t figure out where the conspiracy was.

However,

Now, Peng Feng, a one hundred and forty-eight-year-old man who was about to reach the end of his life, was going to fight seven against one.

If the seven of them chickened out, not only would the morale of the Yuan army drop, but they would also lose face.

And in the history books, they would be ridiculed for this, becoming a joke for all time, saying that the seven of them, with two Heavenly Human Realm experts and five Land Immortal Realm experts, didn’t even dare to fight an old man who was about to die. How much face would they lose then?

That was something they really didn’t want to think about.

So…

Regardless of which of these two reasons it was.

Peng Feng wanted to fight seven against one.

They had to accept.

Who was afraid of whom?

The strong of their Great Yuan Khanate had never been afraid!!!