Who threatened Cheonma Hara with a knife - Chapter 430



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Who threatened to call me Cheonmahara with a knife? Episode 430

Harvest season (2)

The Cheonmasin Church and the government forces.

The units, each consisting of about ten thousand soldiers, slowly closed the gap.

The two units, which had been spaced about an hour apart from each other, had now become close enough to be able to see each other with the naked eye.

They briefly confront each other at an ambiguous distance that can be seen with the eye but cannot be attacked with bows or guns.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

With the sound of loud drums, the government troops began to advance forward again.

As they approached, the sound of drums rang out, this time from the Cheonmasingyo side.

At that sound, the archers of the Cheonmasingyo aimed their arrows into the air.

“shield!!”

“Take up your shield!!”

The mid-level commanders, such as the 10th division commanders and Baekho (百户) of the government forces who had been stationed here and there, shouted loudly, and soon a rain of arrows began to pour down on their heads.

Pavababak!

Ting!

“Kuaaaah!!”

Most of the arrows were blocked by shields, but some inexperienced soldiers were unable to respond properly and fell to the blind arrows.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

But despite their screams, the government troops did not stop advancing.

They pushed their way through the hail of arrows and eventually reached the enemy lines.

“Break through!”

“Hit it!!”

“asleep!!!”

The cries of the surviving mid-level commanders. The cries of the evil-possessed soldiers mixed together, and each swung their weapons with their eyes wide open toward the shield-wielding enemy.

visor!

The sound of weapons clashing, screams, and groans echoed from all directions.

“Wow!”

From behind, additional enemy troops continued to surge in, and the archers of the Cheonmasingyo Church fired arrows without stopping to stop them.

It was at that moment that a change occurred in the flow of the war between ordinary soldiers.

“Disciples of the Hyungsan Sect, follow me!!”

“Namgung!!”

“Heaven!!”

The Yangmuja of the Hyeongsan faction, who was hiding his identity by wearing clothes similar to those of ordinary soldiers, and Namgung Jin of the Namgung Sega family, each shouted and began to move in earnest.

Crunch!

In the Cheonmasingyo’s front line, there was no master who could dare to block the swords of Yangmuja and Namgungjin.

Like wolves released among a flock of sheep, they advanced forward, slaughtering any soldiers they came across.

A path filled with corpses and blood opened up as they walked, and the warriors of Namgung Se-ga and Hyeongsan-pa followed behind them.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

“Retreat!!”

The command center of the Cheonmasingyo sect must have noticed their presence, as they immediately issued a retreat order.

Perhaps because they were soldiers who had fought in many battles, the Cheonmasingyo soldiers’ camp did not collapse significantly even when the order to retreat was given and they began to retreat.

“Chase him!”

“Kill the demon cultists!”

Namgung Jin and Yang Muja each shouted and swung their swords madly to chase after them as they began to retreat.

And when the two masters dug deep into the enemy’s territory.

visor!

For the first time, those who can block the swords of two masters have appeared.

They were a young man and woman.

“You hid so well, like a rat.”

Namgung Jin muttered to the person blocking his way as if he was crying, and Yang Muja snorted and swore at Jin Ha Yeon.

“The girl who was lucky enough to return from the shamanism has a really swollen liver.”

Despite the provocation of the shepherd, Jin Ha-yeon simply waved her wields with an indifferent expression, and Ilmok spoke while deflecting Namgung Jin’s strong sword.

“I see, Shin Seung isn’t here.”

This was the biggest reason why I had been observing the situation while hiding my identity until now.

But even as those two were running wild to this extent and the soldiers of the Cheonmasingyo began to retreat, Shin Seung did not show himself.

When Ilmok mentioned Shinsung, Namgung Jin and Yang Muja’s expressions crumpled.

“Just because you don’t have that old bastard, do you think you can’t catch a brat like you?”

“When you go to the afterlife, tell them clearly! This shepherd sent me!”

At first glance, I couldn’t understand why those two were suddenly throwing a fit of rage.

But I wasn’t particularly curious.

‘It seems certain that there is no new god.’

Ichimoku, who noticed that fact, suddenly burst into flames.

“Start the second plan!!”

As soon as his instructions were given, the sound of drums and horns rang out from the Cheonmasingyo camp, and a change occurred.

The movements of the soldiers who had been retreating while maintaining their formation changed, they stopped retreating and began to fight the enemy.

Moving forward, the battle line continued to block the enemy soldiers who were advancing, and from the inside, they began to surround and attack those who had dug in.

Among them, the one who showed the most outstanding performance was Jeong Hyeon.

Wheaaaaaaaaa!

puck.

In the midst of the melee, she was intercepting enemy archers who had infiltrated the friendly camp, displaying her uncanny archery skills to her heart’s content.

Led by Jeong-Hyeon, the masters of the Cheonmasingyo began to show off their skills and slaughter the enemy.

A single scream. The change in the enemy that followed caused a vein to appear on Namgung Jin’s forehead as he faced him.

“Hey you!!”

This was because they realized that the enemy’s retreat was purely due to their wariness of Shin Seung.

His arrogant pride was cracked by his attitude of pretending that there was no reason to retreat unless Shin Seung-man came.

‘I will make sure you regret it.’

This is why Namgung Jin, the evil spirit, kept swinging his sword without rest.

As he sharpened his resolve and unleashed the Emperor’s Sword, a wave of energy that weighed down Ichimoku’s entire body flowed out.

Ilmok radiated energy as if forming a self-defense weapon and fought against Namgung Jin’s will.

visor!

It was not difficult to withstand Namgung Jin’s attacks several times.

Several eerie noises rang out nearby.

Crunch.

“Ugh… .”

The sound of someone falling to their death one after another.

When I turned my gaze to the voice that seemed somehow familiar, I saw the corpses of Namgung Se-ga and his men lying there.

And the master who had dealt with Namgung Se-ga’s unmanned forces in an instant was looking at Namgung Jin with a sly smile.

“Long time no see? Namgung family.”

It was the King of Jeokri River.

“What about you?”

At Namgung Jin’s distorted expression, Jeokri Kang laughed heartily.

“Hahahaha. You really have a nice face. I didn’t know you, who always looks down arrogantly, could make such a face?”

Even among the powerful factions known as the Gupailbang and Childaeseaga, the Namgungseaga clan was known for its arrogance.

Because of their arrogance, they were the ones that Jeokri Kang, who stood up alone from the dirt, hated the most.

The moment Namgung Jin was about to respond to Jeokri Kang’s blatant ridicule.

Pot.

Ilmok made a surprise attack on Namgung Jin, who was looking away.

visor!

“Ugh… .”

The moment when Namgung Jin narrowly blocks the blow and lets out a faint groan.

“Hahahahaha. That looks really good!”

Jeokri River laughed heartily again and rushed towards Namgung Jin, swinging his spear.

When Ilmok, who was difficult to subdue even when fighting one-on-one, swung his sword wildly in front of him, and Jeokrigang poked him with his spear from behind while laughing, Namgung Jin’s hands and feet naturally became dizzy.

When the spear of Jeokri River flew towards Namgung Jin’s back, whose posture had collapsed, Namgung Jin threw away his pride and threw himself, rolling on the ground.

“Hahahahahaha! That arrogant Namgung family head is coming down! It’s a sight I wouldn’t pay money to see!”

Namgung Jin, who had been rolling on the floor trying to survive, blushed as if he was going to burst at Jeokri Kang’s laughter.

In the meantime, Jeokri Kang kept stabbing Namgung Jin, who was lying on the ground, with his sword.

As if he were stabbing a rat on the floor to death.

And Namgung Jin, who had already rolled on the floor once and was unable to get up, had to avoid the spear by repeatedly rolling on the floor with a red face.

While Namgung Jin is being insulted and on the verge of death.

Yang Mu-ja, who was sharing a meal with Jin Ha-yeon, clicked her tongue with a displeased expression.

“Tsk.”

Clearly, she was one level below the sheep farmer himself.

The problem was that the difference was only ‘one move’. It was not easy to kill him in a few moves. It would be different if he took a gamble and risked his life.

Even as her clothes were blackened here and there by the fire of the Yangmuja, and as blood flowed faintly through the hem of her clothes cut by the Yangmuja’s sword, her flesh was visible, but she was still calmly looking at the Yangmuja and shouting at him.

bang!

When the yin-yang filled sword is struck down by the yin-yang filled sword, an explosive sound erupts.

The shepherd took advantage of that moment to summon up his inner strength and shout.

“Disciples of the Hyungsan faction, retreat immediately!!”

He was looking at Namgung Jin out of the corner of his eye.

Namgung Jin is rolling on the floor, being attacked by the young monk and the king of Cheonmasingyo.

His judgment was that there was no hope if things continued this way.

“Sheep, you punk!!”

Namgung Jin, who was rolling on the floor, must have heard the scream as well, and shouted urgently.

However, Yang Muja ignored Namgung Jin’s screams and continued to swing his sword while pushing Jin Ha Yeon away.

“What are you guys doing! Get back quickly!!”

The shepherd wrapped his sword around a hot yangji and swung it around madly.

Flames were flying in all directions, and the enemy soldiers, startled by the flames, could not easily attack the disciples of the Hyeongsan School.

However, thanks to Yang Muja’s efforts to protect his disciples, Jin Ha-yeon was able to attack Yang Muja with ease and perform her magic.

“Ugh.”

A faint groan escaped from Yang Muja’s mouth as he barely managed to block Jin Ha Yeon’s thrusts while his posture was wrong.

It was a blow that flew in while he was out of breath, and before he knew it, Jin Ha-yeon’s Yin Han Ji-gi was digging into Yang Mu-ja’s blood vessel through the clashing swords.

“Eeeeek!!”

The evil-possessed Yangmuja prepared himself for internal injuries and raised his internal energy as much as he could to push away the yin qi that had dug into his blood vessels.

“You dirty bitch of the Demonic Cult!!”

When the enraged shepherd swung his sword wildly again, Jin Ha-yeon quickly formed a barrier with his Eumhanjigi and blocked it.

bang!

There was a loud explosion, and the fragments of the burning torch that had not yet been completely destroyed flew like sparks and stuck to her clothes.

It was a very dangerous situation where she could suffer terrible burns at any moment, and her pretty face could be disfigured by the burns, but there was no change in her face.

All he did was to constantly use his magic and bite the sheep. Contrary to his indifferent expression, his movements were tenacious and vicious.

“Ugh… .”

At that moment, a familiar voice pierced Yang Muja’s ears. It was the last words of his beloved disciple.

When the startled Yangmuja turned his head, he saw the sword of one of the warriors of the Heavenly Demon Sect digging into the abdomen of his disciple.

“Hey you!!!”

As the wrathful Yangmuja hurriedly swung his sword at the Cheonma Shingyo warrior, the fierce Yangjigi flew towards the warrior.

The moment when the unmanned vehicle is burning in the Yangmuja’s heat.

puck!

Jin Ha-yeon’s right-hand man struck Yang Mu-ja in the side.

“Ugh… .”

The first proper blow to be landed, the shepherd coughed up blood roughly.

In the midst of that agony, sparks flew into the sheep farmer’s eyes.

“I will tear your limbs apart and burn your whole body!”

As Yang Muja swung his sword at him again, shouting in anger, Jin Ha Yeon took a step back and opened her mouth for the first time.

“How contradictory.”

It was not that he was so merciless to the Cheonmasingyo while caring for his disciples.

“How can someone who cares about his disciples act so emotionally?”

It was a remark pointing out his foolishness in forcing his way into the enemy’s territory without any knowledge and causing all his disciples to fall to their deaths.

“Shut up!!”

The enraged Yangmuja swung his sword madly at Jin Hayeon again.

Looking at the flames of the sheepskin filling her field of vision, she calmly followed the law and swung her two hands.

Even as she barely managed to withstand the onslaught and was pushed back, the remaining disciples of the Hyeongsan faction were falling apart here and there.

Some died from arrows shot by Jeong-Hyeon, and others had their hearts pierced by Hyeok-Ryeon Seon-Ah’s nails.

“Who are you trying to teach on the topic of the year of the monkey!!!”

Looking at the sight of the shepherd, who was screaming and throwing tantrums with an angry face, Jin Ha-yeon felt a sense of pity rather than fear for some reason.

Then, a rare smile appeared on her lips for a brief moment.

It was a smile of relief, not mockery.

This was because there were people similar to the author in Cheonmasingyo.

‘If the person I was serving was someone like the head of the Dokgo family, I might have ended up in the same situation.’

Even Wei Jin-hak, who is now the leader, had a similar personality to that sheep farmer until a few years ago.

The shepherd mistook her smile for a taunt and screamed.

“How dare you, a dirty, filthy bitch of the Demonic Cult!!”

To match his rough shout, the shepherd also swung his sword roughly.

The intense sun god burns the world along his sword path.

“Coolook… .”

Then the shepherd started vomiting blood violently.

The side that had been hit by Jin Ha-yeon’s small-scale magic attack a little while ago. The broken ribs were the result of the rough shouting and movements churning up the internal organs.

Not only did he put his disciples in danger due to his own stupidity, but he was also harming himself, so Jin Ha-yeon willingly took a step forward and shouted at the leader.

With a light noise, her seat, filled with the sound of the cold, pounded the heart of the sheep.

puck!

Looking at the sheep who had died standing up, his heart having stopped beating after being struck by a cold wind, Jin Ha-yeon had such thoughts.

‘It is truly fortunate that I have been given the opportunity to serve you.’

The corpses of the disciples of the Hyeongsan faction lying behind the sheep herder somehow looked like himself when he met the wrong lord.