Episode 107. When they heard that
the survivors were strong and that ‘the enemy appeared’, the reactions of Yeon Moo-baek and Yeon Seung-baek were different.
For example, Mubaek Yeon, who was living in Namgung family and did not know about Yeonjeokha’s life in confinement, was delighted. He felt guilty to some extent towards his younger brother.
On the other hand, Yeon Seung-baek, who had lived with Yeon Jeok-ha, who was locked in a warehouse, for over ten years, was squeamish. He had no interest in the younger brother.
If the speaker had not had a special experience of Obong Sanchae, she would have been the same as Yeon Seung-baek. Because she also spent her childhood in the hands of Baek Mi-joo.
“How is the enemy doing now? Did you see him meet up? Is it open?”
The speaker said to Yeonmubaek, who asked without a chance to breathe.
“Brothers, don’t be surprised to hear it. Do you remember the young thief who excelled in martial arts among the 5 Bon 10 Girls? He was the enemy.”
“what?”
“Really?”
Seeing the surprised faces of the two brothers, the speaker shrugged.
“Yes, there was a reason why they asked for 1,000 nyang just for Waryongjang at that time. It’s unbelievable, but it’s true.”
Hyeonmubaek shook his head, thinking deeply.
“Aren’t you misunderstanding something? How could a child who was locked up in a storage room at the age of six learn the swordsmanship of Waryongjang... He hadn’t even been introduced to martial arts until I left for the Namgung family.”
“I heard it directly from the owner of Obong Sanchae. It is said that Jeokha found the vision left by Yeon’s ancestors in the warehouse. It was a blessing in disguise.”
“Hmm! Is that why Ohbongsipgeol used Waryongjang swordsmanship? If the enemy taught it directly, rather than the rongin leaking it, the prey would match.”
Yeonmubaek did not directly witness Yeonjeokha’s inaction, so he thought, ‘It could be so’.
“Then, was everyone doing this to get revenge on Waryongjang? Teaching Nokrimdo swordsmanship because even ripping off 1,000 nyang wasn’t enough? It’s amazing.”
Yeon Seung-baek was quite unpleasant.
Then, Yeonmubaek said a word.
“Seungbaek, don’t blame the enemy. When I think of what my mother did... ha!”
“Brother, that’s not it. Have you forgotten how much we struggled with that 1,000-yen debt? Uicheonmun’s money has not yet been repaid. Besides, teaching the family swordsmanship to Green Forest? It’s no different than putting shit on Waryongjang’s name. Imagine that thieves use the Nine Heaven Sword. shit!”
“It was a foreseeable problem when the Nangin were randomly accepted. Swordsmanship always had to leak out. After all, we did something similar. You have no right to criticize the enemy for that matter.”
The speaker, who watched the heated conversation between his brothers, bit his lip.
‘Should I tell you that the enemy’s inaction is close to that of a soldier’s sword?’
The speaker, who had been thinking for a long time, carefully parted his lips.
“Your brothers and sisters’ inaction may be greater than is known.”
Hyeonmubaek looked at the speaker with puzzled eyes.
“What I heard from you and Yeon Sa-sook is already great, but you say it’s even better?”
“According to Lee Sojeo, the third member of your Uicheonmun Gate, it seems to be similar to the Gunjageom Daehyeop.”
“No matter how...”
In that part, Hyeonmubaek didn’t accept it easily either.
Even if you get a chance at the warehouse, it’s ten years. Even considering the great vision of the ancestors, that doesn’t seem like much.
Yeon Seung-baek also showed a negative reaction.
“Tsk! nonsense. Even if you make up your mind and grow up in Chilpaimun, it’s impossible at that age.”
The speaker did not respond.
Listening to my older brothers, I wonder if it is like that again.
Doesn’t it mean that fighting with Uicheon Sword Zone and winning and running away with the sword is equal to the sword of a soldier!
When I heard such a story from Lee So-min, I was swept away by the atmosphere and blindly accepted it. However, as he listened to his brothers, suspicions arose.
There is no doubt that Yeonjeokha’s martial arts are excellent, but is it really the same level as a soldier’s sword?
‘No, I think I forgot something more important than that...
‘ and hit my head.
“really! And they said that Jeokha cut ties with our Yeons.”
“Have you met the enemy?”
Yeonmubaek looked at the speaker with regretful eyes.
However, the gilt-bronze god of the ark of the golden ship has a relaxed face.
In ancient times, the outcome of a battle is determined by ‘Which side has the master?’ rather than number of heads. He was reassured because he had recently recruited two famous masters.
It was the same with the patriarch and the invincible horseman.
Born in Mugeukmun, he had high expectations for Poong Yeoncho and Tak Gomyeong.
It was because they were more trustworthy than the other subordinates of famous military officers.
Even now, other people’s faces are intimidated by the number of enemies, but Punga and Takga are calm.
‘As expected. I heard that they slaughtered professional shooters...’
Although the ronin are said to be rough, there are not many people who shine in the real battle. In that sense, the joining of those two could be said to be a divine move.
The gold-bronze god of the ark sent a glance at the patriarch horse.
Then, the horseman stepped forward, holding a huge sword with nine rings.
“Great deal to go! I’m cold, so why should I see blood? Let’s make a concession to Jinanya City. So far, we haven’t conceded too much.”
Haewon Sangbang Hamwoldae Daeju Galhong blew a cynicism.
“joy! What nonsense! It’s the Ma Daehyeop, don’t hurt your subordinates and leave! We entered Jinanya City first, so why are you showing up late and being greedy?”
“Phew! If you don’t want to yield, you say you don’t want to, so why make up a story that doesn’t exist? There is no one who does not know that Geumseon Sangbang developed Jinanya City.”
“what? Stop whining and let’s just fight. Isn’t that what you came for anyway?”
The red-haired Daeju, who had the upper hand in the number of heads, went out boldly.
There is no head of the Haewon Sangbang, but Galhong was playing that role. It’s because he’s the oldest, and he’s evenly earned the trust of the people around him as well as his inaction.
Eventually, Daeju Sangam and Daeju Yeongyeon took their seats on the left and right of Galhong.
Then, the magician glanced back.
I can’t hit those three by myself, so I’m looking for someone to join me.
The horse’s eyes passed the two masters and stopped at Poongyeoncho and Takgomyeong.
Masang immediately glanced at the two of them.
Even before the fight, those two were more reliable than the great lords who were suppressed.
‘Sooner or later, the lords might change.’
While thinking so, Poongyeoncho and Takgomyeong stood side by side next to the horse statue.
An instant moment.
The speaker first walked towards the horse statue.
Wanting to avoid Poongyeoncho and Takgomyeong, she decided on a partner first.
Naturally, the brown and red Poongyeoncho and Sangam moved to the front of Takgomyeong.
The corner of the horse’s mouth went up slightly, as if he liked the situation.
I subtly induced a great battle, but it is understandable that the opponent follows without thinking.
There is nothing like a great battle to raise the morale of allies in a numerically inferior situation. Of course, it is a bonus to reduce even one of the enemy’s masters through the great battle.
Soon after, the horseman’s Guhwando and the speaker’s sword collided.
Chireung Chireung Chachachang. visor. Chaeeng.
The noise made by the nine rings of Guhwando resonated far away.
The higher you are, the more your five senses develop.
The speaker frowned involuntarily.
I was worried about the sound of ‘chireungchireung’, so I kept getting sick from inside.
It means that your composure is shaken.
At that time, in the ears of the speaker, ‘Wow!’ A shout was heard.
After that, the scene of the warriors of the golden line waving their weapons and cheering caught my eye.
Gal-Hong and Sang-Am said that the fight had already ended. They are masters who cannot even guarantee victory.
The speaker bounced back the Guhwando and quickly looked away.
‘Huh! What is it?’
Galhong and Sangam stood there blankly with blood dripping from their shoulders.
Both of them seemed to be fascinated by something rather than resentful.