Who threatened Cheonma Hara with a knife - Chapter 415



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Who threatened to call me Cheonmahara with a knife? Episode 415

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Looking down at the Gansu Army cheering him on enthusiastically, Ilmok opened his mouth calmly.

“It was hard to travel such a long way.”

In contrast to his calm tone, his voice, full of inner strength, penetrated deeply into Gansu Commandery Oh Man’s ears.

“Waaa …

Just hearing the sound of Ilmok’s voice made the Gansu army raise their weapons in unison and cheer.

Their shouts were so loud that it seemed as if the walls of Xi’an were shaking.

The day before, it was a completely different reaction from when I had given a speech to the thirty thousand soldiers of Xi’an near the city walls.

After praising their hard work, Ilmok discussed the upcoming battle with the Central Military Commission.

“I will stop those who are swayed by the will of the wicked eunuch and protect the people of Xi’an!!”

As soon as the first cry ended, the fanatics started shouting again.

Ilmok observed the scene for a moment, then turned around and walked down the wall in an empty space.

After the generals came forward and calmed the soldiers, they entered the western bank.

The Gansu troops in Oman moved to a place to rest and prepare, and after a while, some government troops from Xi’an, unable to contain their curiosity, visited one of the places where the Gansu troops were staying.

“Ahem. We’re the ones who joined us from Dongcheonhyeon in the west coast. Where did you all come from?”

To his question, several of those who were resting in a disciplined manner answered.

“I come from Nanju.”

“Me too.”

“Ahem. I’m from Cheonghae.”

A variety of answers poured in.

Of the 50,000 troops, 30,000 were originally Gansu troops, and the remaining 20,000 were additional troops absorbed from Qinghai.

In addition, about three thousand nomadic cavalrymen were resting separately from them in a separate place.

Because the people were all from different backgrounds, the government troops in Shaanxi Province in Xi’an were even more confused.

“That… How great is this Ilmok that everyone is making such a fuss about?”

The moment a man couldn’t hold back and asked that question, the eyes of the nearby Gansu Army soldiers all turned to him.

At their gaze, the man unconsciously swallowed dry saliva and took a step back.

I couldn’t help but be overwhelmed by the sticky madness in the soldiers’ eyes.

“Watch what you say.”

“How can we speak of his name and achievements so carelessly?”

At their warning, another officer cautiously opened his mouth to speak in place of the man who had stepped back.

“Please forgive my rudeness. I was just wondering who we should follow from now on.”

Perhaps because I asked quite politely this time, the Gansu soldiers who had gathered all smiled and answered.

“How many deeds of his can be told?”

“When he says, ‘Let there be light,’ there is light on the earth.”

“That light is the light. It is the light that destroys evil.”

“Of course! Even the dead are raised to life!”

The Shaanxi soldiers who had come to find Gansu Army began to feel dizzy as they heard the shouts coming from all directions.

‘Did we all eat something wrong as a group?’

One of the Shaanxi soldiers who had been listening quietly finally couldn’t hold it in any longer and opened his mouth.

“Why, listening to your story, it seems as if that person named Ilmok is a god.”

In response to the man’s point, the fanatics laughed and replied, “That’s right.”

“Are you talking about this!”

“Any battle with Him is unbeatable, it is like fighting with God!”

At that moment, amidst the ongoing praise, a tough-looking Gansu soldier shouted.

“You bastards! How can you call him a god? There is clearly a separate religious leader! The Confucius Ilmok is not a god, but a messenger of god!”

The soldier with a strict look on his face, who seemed to enjoy making sharp distinctions, shouted and asked the Shaanxi soldiers.

“That’s why I ask, what kind of person is the leader? We have only seen Confucius, so I am truly curious.”

As if his words were the starting point, the Gansu Army soldiers’ gazes once again turned to the Shaanxi Province soldiers.

The Shaanxi soldiers naturally became dizzy.

‘Father, the leader’s martial arts skills were certainly amazing.’

‘Ha, but isn’t that not at the level of what those crazy guys are talking about?’

He flew through the sky, and when he walked, those around him would fall down under the pressure of his spirit.

The leader of Wei Jinhak was a truly amazing master.

However, I had never seen such an unrealistic ability to create light in the world and control human life and death at will.

* * *

A few hours after Gansu Army entered Xi’an.

In many places, Gansu and Shaanxi troops mingled and various conversations took place.

Naturally, the mythical exploits of Ilmok, known as Gwangmyeongjwasa, began to be known in Shaanxi Province.

However, the atmosphere was quite subtle because the feat was so unrealistic.

“Those Gansu soldiers. No matter how I looked at them, they didn’t seem to be in their right minds.”

“That’s true. Whenever you get a chance, you keep singing strange songs.”

There were many who shook their heads at their exaggerated stories.

If there was one bright spot, it was that the morale that had been stuck in the mud was lifted a little.

“Ahem. But still, judging by the high morale, it seems like they’ve been winning battles all along.”

“I heard that you started from Gansu and destroyed the Western Commandery and the Qinghai Army, and absorbed them. At least, it will be of great help in the coming war.”

They decided to be satisfied with the arrival of reinforcements.

The soldiers of Shaanxi Province decided to consider their nonsense as nothing more than bluff to further highlight their own victory.

one side.

When the great deeds of Ilmok and the madness of the fanatics spread throughout Shaanxi Province.

In one of the halls of the Seoan Dojihwisa Temple, which had been taken over by the Cheonmasingyo, key figures, led by Ilmok and Dokgo Ryong, who had become the left and right guardians, were holding a meeting.

“Fortunately, the morale of the existing soldiers in Seoan has somewhat recovered.”

At Cheonryang’s words, most of those gathered breathed a sigh of relief.

They weren’t fools either. Naturally, they had already sensed the threatening atmosphere among the soldiers.

For the past two days since Wei Jin-hak left, they have been discussing ways to boost the morale of the soldiers.

There was even talk of finding and beheading a few soldiers who were talking nonsense and spoiling the mood as a demonstration.

Or, there were authors who came up with crazy solutions that seemed to empty their heads.

“Kuuuuuuu. Morale, if you break enemy heads on the battlefield, it will naturally rise! Don’t worry. I will go out in front and cut off enemy commanders’ heads to boost the morale of the soldiers!”

These were the words of Dokgo Ryong, who has now become the Gwangmyeong Warrior.

If the battle had been fought without any morale control, it would have been fortunate that things would have proceeded exactly as Dokgo Ryong had suggested.

Cheonryang sighed in relief as he recalled that terrible incident, then turned his head slightly and looked at Ilmok.

‘But I wonder what kind of magic Confucius used to raise the Gansu soldiers into such elite soldiers in such a short period of time.’

Before the battle between the Gansu Army and the Western Army Command, Cheon Liang left for Xi’an first and was unable to witness Ilmok’s activities firsthand.

At that moment, Ilmok glanced around and opened his mouth.

“Then, we should discuss how to protect Shaanxi now.”

The first one to speak at those words was the general who had accompanied Ilmok on behalf of the Gansu provincial commander heading to Sichuan.

His original official position was the 2nd rank Dojihwidongji, and he was with Ilmok when the Gansu army headed to Qinghai.

“These two places are strategic points that must be protected.”

Comrade Do Jihui pointed with his finger to a military map prepared at the Shaanxi Provincial Command Office.

The two places he pointed to with his finger had the names Ankang and Hanjung written on them respectively.

“First of all, in the case of Ankang, to the north it is connected to Xi’an, the capital of Shaanxi Province, and to the east it is connected to Wudang Mountain, where the religious leader is heading.”

He pointed to the map with his finger, highlighting two routes leading from Angang.

“Also, if you head west from Angang, you will reach Hanjung, which I mentioned earlier.”

The man emphasized by drawing a circle centered on Han-Jung.

“Hanjung is not only a strategic point connecting Sichuan and Gansu, but also a granary comparable to Sichuan due to its basin-like shape and good climate. If the war is prolonged, it can be said to be a very important place where military rations can be obtained for the war.”

Everyone gathered nodded as if they understood the man’s explanation.

It was an explanation that I could understand, even though I didn’t have much military knowledge, having been a civil servant in my previous life.

In addition, even Ichimoku, who had no great interest in Chinese history in his previous life, remembered hearing the name ‘Hanjung’ several times, so its importance was indescribable.

“If we do that, we’ll have to use those two places as bases to carry out the Su-seong War.”

“Yes.”

After that, they continued their meeting in earnest.

The new unit will be formed by mixing the existing Shaanxi government troops with the newly joined Gansu troops, and additionally how many troops will be sent to Ankang and Hanzhong?

In addition, there was endless discussion about who would take charge of the defense of Ankang and Hanjung.

“Aww. Tsk. My head hurts for nothing! Just send me to the place where the battle is most likely to break out first! Or, to the place where the battle is most likely to be fierce! I’ll kill the most enemy generals and give the Shingyo a great victory!”

As if he was sick of complicated stories, Dokgo Ryong immediately let out a confident shout and left the palace.

“Ahem. It’s just that Usagi is impatient. His ability as a vanguard is certain, so don’t worry too much about it.”

After Ilmok lightened the mood by approving of Dokgo Ryong’s foolish actions, the meeting continued.

* * *

After the meeting that lasted several hours was over, and the sky had completely turned black, Ichimoku left the conference room.

But I couldn’t just go to bed.

“Ilmok Gongja, no, I guess I should call you Zuo Shi from now on. Could you spare me a moment?”

It was because Hwangbo-ak caught him.

“Is there any problem?”

“I have something to talk about.”

Thinking that it was a matter related to the organization of the unit, Ichimoku accepted his request.

After moving with Hwangbo-ak and heading towards the empty hall, Hwangbo-ak glanced at the servants next to Ilmok and spoke.

“Excuse me, but could we talk about it alone?”

“Please do so.”

Ilmok nodded, told the servants to wait a moment, and then entered the main hall.

“So, why did you say we should meet alone?”

Hwang Bo-ak hesitated for a moment at Ilmok’s question, then asked Ilmok with a serious expression.

“I understand that Your Majesty has not yet held a wedding ceremony. Do you by any chance have any plans to hold one?”

Because it was a completely unexpected question, Ichimoku’s first thought was that he was joking.

However, Hwang Bo-ak’s expression was serious.

In fact, Hwangbo Ak had already finished talking with his youngest daughter, Hwangbo Sehee, before coming to see Ilmok today.

He had come to ask about his daughter’s health, regarding her marriage to either the religious leader Wi Jin-hak or Ilmok Gongja.

And the son-in-law chosen by the daughter was none other than Gwangmyeongjwasa Ilmok.

Ichimoku, who was thinking about what to say for a moment, opened his mouth after a while.

“I am not saying that I do not think about getting married. However, I feel like now is not the time.”

“What do you mean, it’s not the time?”

“Isn’t it a wartime situation right now? I don’t want to do something irresponsible like get married when I can’t figure out what will happen in the future.”

“… First, didn’t the leader of the religious order marry the daughter of the Zhuge family?”

“Isn’t it different for you, Master? This is a wedding, but it is more of a wish to solidify the alliance.”

Hwang Bo-ak took a deep breath with a frustrated expression and opened his mouth.

“If you do, will your Majesty also marry Hwangbo for the sake of that alliance?”

“If it’s for the sake of the alliance, wouldn’t it be better to get married to the cult leader?”

“… … .”

Hwang Bo-ak had a hard time answering Ichimoku’s question, which seemed to ask without any knowledge.

Saying something like, ‘You are a strong candidate to be the next leader, so I will give you the lead!’ was dangerous in many ways.

Even though he acted like a bear, Hwang Bo-ak, who had a deep mind, could not take such a risky step.

Especially, if we were to cause internal divisions like that now, in the midst of a war, things could go wrong.

At the moment when Hwang Bo-ak was wondering how to persuade Ilmok, Ilmok struck first.

“I think I’ve given you enough information about the wedding, so I’ll get up now.”

Ichimoku, who had shown his respect by giving a moderate amount of money, left the palace first.

The servants who had been waiting a little way from the main hall approached Ilmok.

“Did you have a good conversation?”

To Hyukryun Seon-ah’s question, which she asked out of curiosity, Ilmok answered appropriately.

“Yes. It was a story about the problem between Hwangbo Se-ga and our Shin-kyo, but it seems like it’s been sorted out for now.”

And Ilmok turned his head and looked at the servants one by one.

Among them, the one whose gaze lingered the longest was Jin Ha-yeon.

‘It’s a wedding… .’

In fact, there was no need to reject Hwang Bo-ak’s proposal in such a roundabout way.

All he had to do was answer that there was a woman he was thinking about getting married to after the war ended.

But, Ichimoku couldn’t bring himself to say those words.

It wasn’t because I was now regretting my promise with Jin Ha-yeon.

‘You can’t say something that’s a sign of death just because you’re crazy. Of course not.’

Could it be because of memories from a past life?

– When the war is over and I return home, I will propose to her.

If I uttered such words, it seemed as if something terrible would happen in the upcoming battle.