Who threatened Cheonma Hara with a knife - Chapter 431



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Who threatened to call me Cheonmahara with a knife? Episode 431

Harvest season (3)

As the shepherd was swinging his sword madly, scattering hot air in all directions.

Before he knew it, Namgung Jin had raised his body and was facing off against Ilmok and Jeokri Kang.

His appearance was beyond words.

Because he had been rolling around on the floor all the time, his hair was disheveled, his whole body was covered in dirt, and blood was seeping out all over his body.

His usual arrogant demeanor was nowhere to be found; he had an angry expression on his face.

In fact, there was another reason why he was still holding on like this.

Both Jeokri Kang and Ilmok were holding back on using dangerous methods that would put their lives at risk. This was because they still could not completely trust each other.

It could be said that it was a somewhat discordant joint attack, deploying only methods that could prepare for a surprise attack in the most stable manner possible.

But even though it was an imperfect joint attack, it was more than enough to corner Namgung Jin.

Even in the case of the King of Fighters, he was a master no less than Namgung Jin, and although Ilmok was one step ahead, he was not inferior in skill.

Unable to accept his situation, Namgung Jin let out a roar of evil and raised his internal energy as high as he could.

“I will kill them all!!”

As he unfolded his Emperor Sword form again, a rough wave of energy flowed out from around him, pressuring Ilmok and Jeokri Kang.

A technique I have seen and experienced many times.

“There is no such thing as a head.”

At first glance, the behavior of repeating the same thing over and over again was just funny.

Ilmok drew up the energy of the Talhonmujeonggeom and swung his sword against it.

bang!!

The strong swords attached to each other’s swords clashed and a loud explosion echoed.

Just like Ilmok, Jeokri Kang pushed away Namgung Jin’s ki wave and thrust his spear at Namgung Jin’s side.

Crunch.

“Ugh… .”

As Namgung Jin groaned in pain as his insides were ripped apart, Ilmok’s Ascension Sword flew towards his neck, which had collapsed.

Crunch.

The neck of the frog in the well, who had always thought of himself as the best, was lifted from its place and fell to the bottom.

His eyes were still open, as if he couldn’t accept that reality.

Ilmok, who had been looking into those eyes for a moment, soon turned his head away and lost interest in Namgung Jin.

It was to help Jin Ha-yeon, who was dealing with the sheep herders alone.

However, there was no need for Ilmok to come out.

puck.

When I turned my head, I saw the sight of Jin Ha-yeon’s leader striking Yang Mu-ja’s heart.

It was strange how she, who was one step behind the shepherd, could handle the shepherd, but that wasn’t important right now.

“All troops! Advance!!”

Ilmok charged towards the enemy with a roar full of internal energy, and the Ascension Sword began to lust after the enemy’s blood.

* * *

After an hour had passed.

The battle, filled with blood and screams, has come to an end.

After Yang Mu-ja and Namgung Jin died, it was close to a one-sided massacre.

The enemy command also realized that something was wrong and quickly gave the order to retreat, but unlike the Cheonmasingyo side, the enemy was unable to properly maintain their camp.

It was also because the Cheonmasingyo side had been focusing on retreat training with Shinseung in mind, but the influence of the masters Ilmok, Jeokrigang, and Jin Hayeon running wild was even greater.

After the great victory, while receiving reports on the damage and the status of those taken as prisoners, a blood-covered warrior approached Ilmok.

“What do you think? Isn’t this pretty useful?”

It seemed like he had come to assert his specialty.

“Thanks to the enemy’s attack, we were able to reduce our own losses.”

When Ilmok made a remark acknowledging his specialty, the king chuckled and said.

“If you do, please trust me a little more next time.”

It was a reference to the incident where Namgung Jin was dealt with through a joint attack.

At those words, Ichimoku also responded with a smile.

“Isn’t it the same for both of us?”

“Hahahaha. That’s true too.”

Jeokri Kang, who seemed to have no intention of refuting the claim, boldly admitted it and walked to a corner of the battlefield to rest.

After observing her back for a moment, Ilmok turned his head and opened his mouth to the servants next to him.

“You too have had a hard time.”

“Well, I just did what I had to do.”

“I apologize for not being able to be of more help to you.”

Their humble appearance somehow contrasted with the Jeokri River, and Ilmok snickered.

“First, we need to clear up the battlefield.”

As Il-mok, who had said so, took the lead and went back and forth on the battlefield to find and gather the wounded soldiers of our soldiers, they also stepped forward to help.

A day where everyone, including Ilmok, who is not seriously injured, moves together to clear the battlefield or spend time resting.

When the work of sending the wounded to the rear, collecting useful weapons and arrows from the corpses of enemy soldiers, and burning the corpses together to prevent the spread of poison was all finished.

A messenger came to the unit led by Ilmok.

When I heard that a messenger had arrived, the first thought that came to Ichimoku’s mind was this.

‘I guess I’ll have to move again.’

The key figures of the Cheonmasingyo sect were moving their locations every time their locations were discovered.

It was to confuse the enemy command. Especially, if the locations of all the key players were identified, there was a high risk that they would be defeated individually by the new warriors.

But soon, Ichimoku realized that something was strange.

‘… I sent a messenger only after the battle ended yesterday, and the order to move has already come down?’

As expected, the letter the messenger brought did not contain an order to move.

“… The Taegeuk Sword Master was attacked?”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

The beggar of openness, who acted as a messenger, answered with a miserable expression.

“The old man from Hyeonam, who was disguised as a soldier, belatedly revealed his identity, and the unit led by Taegeuk Sword Master and Bangju was in danger.”

“… If we had moved as instructed by Zhuge Liang, then it seems that the Taegeuk Sword Master would not have been killed.”

“That, that… . He said that he could no longer stand by and watch innocent people die in his stead, so he used all of his innate wisdom to fight against Shinseung alone.”

“… .”

I could tell at a glance.

Even if the Taegeuk Sword Mastery was used all the way to the innate wisdom, it would not have been able to gain much time.

To put it cynically, the choice of Taegeuk Sword Master was close to suicide.

He chose suicide because he could no longer stand to see ordinary soldiers or unskilled warriors fall to their deaths as shields.

Although he knew this fact rationally, Ichimoku did not want to criticize the Taegeuk Sword Master.

It was because he also felt similar emotions.

Because of this terrible war, too many innocent people were dying.

‘Fuck.’

It felt like the victory I had achieved by killing Namgung Jin and Yang Muja had faded away in just one day.

The messenger, who had been observing Ichimoku for a moment, then opened his mouth.

“In addition, it is said that additional enemy troops are advancing from the Honam region. They are conscripts from each province under the jurisdiction of the Central Military Command, and their number is said to be in the hundreds of thousands.”

Ichimoku clenched his fists so tightly that they almost fell apart. He was forcibly swallowing the sigh that was about to escape without him knowing.

It wasn’t the number one hundred thousand that was scary.

They were conscripts who had never even held a weapon in their entire lives, let alone military achievements. Even if there were a hundred thousand of them, most of the soldiers on our side were veterans who had been in actual combat many times, so there was nothing to fear.

However, the fact that they had to massacre hundreds of thousands of innocent people who had never held a weapon in their lives felt horrifying.

As if they had noticed Ichimoku’s feelings, the servants nearby looked at him with worried eyes.

“Left… .”

“Brother… .”

Even Hyukryun Seon-ah looked at him, using the title she had been holding back from using for a while.

Ilmok, whose heart had been pounding to the tip of his chin, took a deep breath, exhaled, and smiled faintly.

“Don’t worry. I’m not thinking of anything stupid.”

There was no way to avoid battle with a force of a hundred thousand men who were no different from ordinary people.

There was an option to surrender, but that would be the most foolish option.

The moment the Cheonmasingyo surrendered, not only would all their efforts go down the drain, but it was clear that the Cheonmasingyo and those who followed them would all be massacred by the government troops.

Rather, I was filled with anger at the wickedness of Taekonggong, who was trying to forcibly conscript 100,000 innocent people and use them as arrow cannons.

‘I have to get stronger. So that I can end this damned local war that started because of that damn Hyunam.’

While Ilmok was thinking about such a pledge in his heart, the beggar who had come as a messenger cautiously opened his mouth.

“Well, there’s one more piece of news….”

At the messenger’s words, the cold gazes of the attendants turned toward the messenger.

They were worried that Ilmok might fall into a state of despair as bad news kept coming in.

The messenger, startled by their gaze, shouted urgently.

“This is good news! Just as the bastards conscripted a hundred thousand troops, I, I have news that reinforcements are coming to our side!”

“Reinforcements? Are you saying that Zhuge Liang’s army forcibly recruited troops from the rear without our knowledge?”

When Ilmok asked that question with a startled expression, the messenger quickly shook his head.

“Wh, what are you talking about!? They joined voluntarily!”

At the words that he had volunteered to join, Ilmok remembered the appearance of Jeokri River two days ago.

With the flyer he handed out.

* * *

Propaganda posters and leaflets were produced under Ichimoku’s direction from the time of preparations for war.

The posters and leaflets that Baekcheon, who received the order from Ilmok, commissioned the artists of Pingliang County to produce were spread throughout Gansu starting from Nanzhou, the capital of Gansu.

Women, the elderly, and children were able to earn a minimal living by writing or drawing on the posters and leaflets.

“Yes! I have received a favor from the Maitreya Buddhism. No, from the Cheonmasingyo. Shouldn’t I repay it this time?”

“Of course! It’s because of those bad eunuchs that we’ve been living like this!”

“Let’s change the world together with the Cheonmasingyo!”

Some young men of good character volunteered to go to Nanju to join the war.

The leaflets and posters copied by women, old people, and children all over Gansu spread beyond Gansu to Xinjiang, Qinghai, Tibet, northern Sichuan, and Shaanxi. Like a chain letter.

Of all the places, the one that elicited the most intense reaction was, of course, Xinjiang.

Since it was an area that had been influenced by the Cheonmasin religion for over two hundred years, there were quite a few people who volunteered to join.

In addition to the first batch of recruits who had come to Nanju to receive basic training, new recruits began to gather their strength and head to Gansu.

A similar trend was also happening in Xinjiang, although to a lesser extent.

“I must repay the favor I received from them.”

“Have you forgotten how much Han has persecuted us? This is a chance for us to show Han a lesson together with the Cheonma Sect!”

The common people of Seojang have been suffering for over ten years due to the corruption of the left and right great virtues of Podalrap Palace.

They did not forget the grace of Ilmok and Cheonmasingyo that had saved them.

Furthermore, there was considerable discontent toward the Han soldiers who frequently crossed the border and caused trouble.

However, not everyone unconditionally moved to repay the favor to the Cheonmasingyo.

A representative example was the common people of Shaanxi Province.

When leaflets and posters were first distributed around Xi’an, the capital of Shaanxi Province, the response from the local residents was lukewarm.

The reason for the change in reaction was the wounded soldiers.

While Ilmok was staying in Ankang and fighting a battle.

Occasionally, those who were injured in battles with the central army were brought to Xi’an for treatment.

And those who survived the treatment would endlessly preach their heartfelt testimonies.

“Left-handed! He is a god! No, he is the messenger of God!”

“With just one wave of his hand, thousands and tens of thousands of enemy soldiers are burned to death!”

“This is a war where the whole world is with us! How could we possibly lose!”

There were also many testimonies that exaggerated Ichimoku’s martial arts skills by about ten times.

“You. Do you see this wound? You were pierced by an arrow and still survived!”

“The medical techniques of the Cheonmasingyo are no longer of the human world! If you can come back to life even after you die, what is there to fear?”

I was dragged to the rear, thinking I was dead. Those who survived thanks to the medical skills of the Cheonmasingyo sect praised the medical skills.

In fact, even though the medical technology of the Cheonmasingyo was advanced, it was still far behind modern times. In fact, five out of ten seriously injured people lost their lives.

However, it was nothing short of a miracle for them that five out of ten injured people, who would normally have died, survived.

At first, some of the common people of Shaanxi Province were skeptical, but as they heard rumors about Ilmok and his medical skills, they began to feel a little better.

“If it’s a war we’re going to win anyway, wouldn’t it be okay to participate?”

“If you’re lucky enough to have a major, wouldn’t your life be full of adventures?”

“I had no way of earning a living anyway, so this is a good thing! I heard that they even provide me with three meals a day!”

A similar trend unfolded in Shaanxi Province, and Qinghai also had a similar trend, although it was lukewarm compared to Shaanxi Province.

It was also a place where the influence of the Maitreya Buddhism was to some extent, and it was because there were testimonies from those who witnessed the divine power of Ilmok when the Qinghai Army was defeated by the Gansu Army.

In this way, people from Xinjiang, Xizang, Gansu, Qinghai, and Shaanxi began to volunteer to join the army.

Some do it to repay the favor of the Cheonmasingyo. Some do it because of their resentment toward Han. And some simply do it for their own personal advancement.

The reasons were varied, but their destination was the same: Lanzhou in Gansu Province.

That was because there was a training center there that Ilmok had prepared.

After completing the minimum necessary training, however insufficient, hundreds of thousands of people headed to various places where war was taking place.

The seeds that Ichimoku had been steadily sowing since the lead-up to the war were finally beginning to sprout.