Chapter 210

Episode 210. What should I do now?

Southern directness.

Shinhyun Lee.

West Bihe River.

A group of as many as four hundred and fifty people are moving slowly along the riverside.

Justice League

Among them, there were about 400 soldiers, and the rest were merchants and idle spectators.

The large-scale movement of Moorim people these days, when there is nothing else to see, was an interesting spectacle.

Moo-deok Jang, a free apprentice who was walking in the lead, glanced behind him.

It’s been a while since I left Lee Shin Hyun, but the onlookers are still following me.

It’s kind of unpleasant to think that they’ve become a mere spectacle as they risk their lives to fight.

But that doesn’t mean you can’t kick them out by swearing at them.

Don’t you know if it’s a four-way affair?

That is unacceptable at a Justice League event.

They must have been following at an appropriate distance because they obviously knew that fact.

Jegal Seung-woon, a mysterious detective who saw the discomfort in Jang Moo-deok’s expression, spoke cautiously.

“Even if you don’t like it, be patient with me. It’s been a while since I came out of town. After an hour or so, I’ll be heading back home.”

“I know. It’s good to see us as a spectacle just for the sake of the world’s creation...” ”

Haha! You are looking at it with eyes of envy, not spectacle. If not now, when will we be able to see the free apprentice elders? I would have wanted to see them, even from afar.”

Jang Moo-duk laughed.

Jegal Seung-un’s words are not wrong.

Without a doubt, they would live their lives knowing what they saw today as the pride of a lifetime.

At that time, one of the Cheonchudae members in the front ran behind.

“Dae-lord, I found a place where the river is narrow. It seems like you can cross them all in a short amount of time. Even further up the riverside, it doesn’t seem to get any better than this. What should I do?”

“Is there a boat?”

“Yes, there is a small boat.”

“Huh! Can this many people cross by one boat before the sun goes down?”

“It’s close, but I think it’s possible until the sun goes down. However, I think we should prepare for homelessness right away on the other side.”

“Right. i get it. If it’s a river that we have to cross anyway, let’s cross it here.”

“yes! Then I will tell people to prepare.”

Cheonchudaewon quickly ran to the back.

Jang Mu-deok turned his gaze to Jegal Seung-un, who was watching from the side.

“What do you think?”

“If it is a suitable place to cross a river, we must cross it.”

Jegal Seung-woon is a musketeer, but Cheonchu-dae is the responsibility of the great owner Jang Moo-deok, so he deliberately said vaguely. What did he say when the leader, Poongroe and Jang Kang-ho, quietly followed him?

Jang Moo-deok laughed bitterly at Jegal Seung-un’s conduct.

I don’t know what kind of insolence this is because I put an old master of the age to retire as a Daeju.

“At this point, the onlookers will be leaving.”

Zhang Moo-deok cast his eyes on the fifty or so ordinary people.

Wouldn’t it be a merchant?

There was no one who would give the boatman money to cross the river.

If you have to cross it, it’s just an empty field.

***

Somewhere across Seobiha.

Baeksu-beom, the residual blood demon, appeared like a ghost in front of the Moon-haseon and the three Baekdu-ma-guns.

He walked straight to the moonlander.

“The Cheonchudae guys are crossing the Seobi River. The number of people seemed to be about four hundred. There are no other Justice League forces within a hundred li. Everything is as the head of the house said.”

“Keep an eye on it.”

“Johnny.”

Baek Soo-beom disappeared in an instant, just like when he appeared.

Wolhaseonja said to Jeokwol Gongchwisan and Musanangrang Lee Maehwa and Ung Jaegwi.

“As you have heard, Cheonchudae is right in front of us. The number of people is four hundred, as written in the book. This is a fully prepared table. I think we can do it as planned, but what are the opinions of others?”

As scheduled, it meant ‘to destroy the enemies in a sudden attack at midnight when they were resting’.

Gongqushan muttered to himself like he was talking to himself.

Their inaction, which they thought was ordinary Madou, was never below them.

Except for the three Twelve Horsemen fighting against the long master of Chilpai Gate, the rest of the Twelve Horsemen swept around the Cheonchudae like wild beasts.

Even though it seems to be driven one-sidedly, Cheonchudae did not collapse easily.

At the center of Cheonchudae, Shaolin Temple Mugeukmun Moyongse Jegalse back is holding up.

In fact, except for the Baekdu Horse Army and the Twelve Horse Soldiers, the famous Christians were no match for them.

That is why Cheonchudae did not completely collapse even in the face of the crisis.

However, that breathtaking tension did not last long.

It is said that the 12 horsemen approached the leader of the Chilpai Gate, but it was only literally approaching.

As time passed, the long masters of Chilpaimun clearly knew the limits of the twelve horsemen.

Jang Kang-ho, the head of the impatient Mu-geuk gate, was also at work.

As soon as the opponent’s tactics were clearly visible, he immediately resorted to killing.

Jang Kang-ho’s sword fell diagonally like a beam of light.

The eyes of Han Yu-taek, the Blood Goddess, who had been struggling to keep his level, widened to the size of a bell.

He belatedly lifted the Bakdo, but Jang Kang-ho’s Tao was fast.

A long crack stretched from Han Yu-taek’s shoulder to his chest, and blood gushed out.

It was a mortal wound that would soon stop breathing.

Jang Kang-ho jumped to another place when his opponent fell backwards.

In the midst of the fierce battle, he forgot the fact that the Twelve Horsemen would come back to life when they died.

If he had remembered that, he would have kept his place whether it was witchcraft or not.

In fact, it was the same with other long-timers who forgot that the twelve horse soldiers were resurrected.

The twelve horsemen in front of them were so strong that they had no time to think about anything else.

When Jang Kang-ho changed his goal, Cheonchu-dae was instantly energized.

It was because another Twelve Horsemen had left the battlefield to deal with Jang Kang-ho.

Jang Kang-ho, who had already defeated the Twelve Horsemen once, saved his momentum.

Having experienced the Twelve Horses, he did not hesitate to attack his opponent.

Their inner workings are incomprehensibly excellent, but that’s it.

Their swords never touch themselves.

Poongsando, his season, changed remarkably with such confidence alone

.

Like the wind sweeping through the mountains, Jang Kang-ho’s pottery was blown away by the twelve horsemen.

However, the opponent was also not easy.

Baek Soo-beom said, “Hey!” With a sneer, he confronted Yoo Yeop-do.

He is Baek Soo-beom, a master of swordsmanship, to the extent that he was called a residual blood mage early on.

His pottery was not easily pushed by Jang Kang-ho’s pottery.

The white and blue pottery stood up between the two of them, biting their tails.

Papa-papa-.

A dazzling flash flashed every time the pottery collided.

This is the moment Jang Kang-ho thought, ‘I need to slightly revise my evaluation of the Twelve Horses’.

“Kra la la la la-.”

A scream that was not believed to be human sounded from behind.

As if they had made a promise at the moment, the famous believers began to slip away like the ebb tide.

Baek Soo-beom also ran away after scattering a pile of pottery.

Jang Kang-ho was dumbfounded when the opponent he had been fighting against so far ran away.

Jang Kang-ho, barely able to breathe, turned to the source of the sound.

Immediately, his mouth fell open.

A monster with a single horn sprouting from the top of its head like a goblin raised its arms to the sky and howled.

The overall height of the black-red body and the height of seven feet (about 2 meters 10 centimeters). And the one-foot (about 30 cm) long blade attached to both fingertips.

“A unicorn?”

It was clear that there was a lot of talk about ‘it’s not witchcraft’.

Jang Kang-ho hurriedly found Jegal Seung-un.

It was not difficult to find him after the famous cultists had escaped.

Just in time, Jang Kang-ho, who met Jegal Seung-un’s eyes, pointed to the ilgak horse.

I think the witchcraft you mentioned is over there?

What should I do now?

Then, Jegal Seung-woon shrugged his shoulders with a face that he didn’t know.