Chapter 210

Episode 210. It might be right to give up, but (1) Even though it

was only a few days, Jegalgeun began to receive great trust from the Son family, and the generals and soldiers followed his advice.

When Jegalgeun was able to operate soldiers, the first thing he did was strengthen the surrounding patrols and vigilance.

Sun Ce’s guards were about 10 li in all directions from the garrison, but Zhuge Kun doubled the number of guards and tripled the range.

“Miss Hwa. I think you should leave here soon.”

The painter made a slightly absurd expression as he listened to the words of Jegalgeun, who hurriedly came running.

“why? What are you doing?”

“About 3,000 of Liu Biao’s soldiers are secretly flocking here.”

“The Liu Biao army is attacking?”

“yes.”

In an instant, the fireman’s expression became strange.

‘There is no record of Liu Biao’s attacking Sun Ce in Gangdo... but what happened? Has my damn history changed?’

I couldn’t remember what changed history, but there was no time to hesitate. If you were on the battlefield, you could be swept away and you could die.

“Ah got it. Let me pack up right away.”

The painter ordered his disciples and Eulji to pack, and hurriedly said goodbye to Son Ce, Son Kwon, and the wives of Oh.

They were all distracted by the sudden change, so they roughly said goodbye to the fireman and got busy with their own work.

“Mr. Hwa.”

While doing so, Jegalgeun came running with the map again.

“Why?”

“It seems dangerous to travel by boat, so cross Munsan in the back and return to Seoju.”

“I still think so.”

If it was Ryu Pyo’s army, he would have sent troops from Yangyang Fortress, so crossing the river was like going to Saji.

“And this is the map that I have been climbing the mountain for the past few days to grasp and draw the surroundings. It will help you along the way.”

The fireman took the map, unfolded it, and opened his eyes wide.

I drew the strength and the surrounding terrain, but not only the roads but also the byways and shortcuts were all marked.

“I can run away without this. And this map seems more absolutely necessary to you than to me.”

The painter tried to return the map, but Jegalgeun waved his hand.

“The map is already in my head. And I drew a few more.”

“That’s right. I get it. Don’t use it well.”

“yes. Then I’ll be asked to lead the army, so I’ll go now.”

“Have you already been asked to lead an army?”

When the painter made a puzzled expression, Jegalgeun shrugged.

“It’s not about commanding, it’s about assisting the main character from the side.”

“That’s right. Anyway, good luck.”

“Yes then.”

As Zhuge Kun quickly disappeared, the painter suddenly thought that the reason why something unprecedented in history had happened was that Zhuge Kun had entered Sun Ce’s command in an untimely manner.

‘Oh no. I’m going to join them in a few years anyway... It won’t be.’

The painter struggled to shake off his thoughts, checked the luggage packed by the disciples and executioners, and left the house.

After leaving Songajang and climbing Munsan for a long time, I saw the robbery and the surrounding scenery.

The fireman tilted his head at the sight of thousands of horsemen boarding boats to cross the river in the distance.

“Let’s rest here for a while.”

The carriage stopped at the fireman’s command, and the disciples and executioners had time to look down at the battlefield below.

“Master, isn’t it easy to get attacked if you cross the river openly?”

At Sun Ce’s words, Huang Gai put on an embarrassed expression, but that didn’t change the way he looked at Zhuge Kun.

“Anyway, why did you let those hundred or so go?”

Jegalgeun’s strategy worked so well, so I followed his words, but I couldn’t figure out why he would spare an enemy who could be killed.

“It’s not to be looked down on.”

“Isn’t killing them all more revealing the dignity of this side?”

“Those who run away will taste hell from the chasing soldiers following them like a cat chasing a mouse. And when they return to their base, they will spread the hell they went through to their comrades. Then, even if they invade this place again in the future, they will be scared in advance.”

“Oh~. That’s why I told the pursuers earlier not to kill the enemies and to urge them as much as possible so that they can’t eat or sleep.”

“yes.”

Sun Ce and the generals clucked their tongues as they watched Zhuge Keun shake the minds of the opposing soldiers with just one fight.

‘I thought that Liu Biao’s schemer was a monster... but looking at it today, he was nothing!’

Son Ce’s chest swelled spontaneously.

Maybe the Gangdong tiger had wings on its back.

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After seeing Sun Ce’s army win completely thanks to Zhuge Jin’s resourcefulness, the fireman continued to drive the wagon.

“Master, if you cross Munsan, you will return to Gwangneung-gun. Wouldn’t it be better to go down the mountain again?”

Beon-a tilted her head while looking at the map Jegal-geun had given her by the fireman, and the fireman smiled and drove off.

“I’ve never been to Gwangneung-gun, so why not take a look at it now?”

Painter suddenly remembered the days when he was studying abroad in Seoju.

It is not the memory of Han Jin-soo, but the time when the original owner of this body, the painter, was studying with other Confucian students in Seoju.

Usually, the old memories of the fireman do not come to mind, but the reason why they came up like this was because they were so imprinted in their brains.

‘At that time, I was treated with contempt by those who were studying alumni because I was a poor nobleman...’

Among them, the one who looked down on himself the most was Cheongsu, the third of the Cheonggajang of Gwangneung-gun. He was the one who led the so-called thugs and ran around like an alley leader.

‘When I think of that poisonous toad, I suddenly feel dirty. He must be occupying a place in the county office with the halo of his family, right?’

Even if he became an official, he would not stand by if he was still doing the same corrupt things as in the past.

Of course, it is undeniable that this memory, which makes me feel uncomfortable just thinking about Cheongsu, makes me feel that way, but as a monk, it was definitely my job to punish those who do.

‘Am I a little childish? Well, if he had changed his mind, he wouldn’t run into me, so it’s not childish.’

The fireman took comfort in the name of justice when his conscience was about to prick him.

“Sister-in-law! Mr. Master! Please pause.”

At that time, a horse quickly ran toward the fireman’s party, and the rider heard a shout.

“uh! The author looks like Son Ji-jang’s deputy commander.... What’s going on? Did Mrs. Oh ever fall down again?”

“Madame... Little Madam suddenly vomited and passed out.”

As the distance got closer, the deputy governor started talking about the patient’s symptoms to the fireman.

“Little Mistress... You mean the second wife?”

“yes.”

“I fell down while vomiting... I understand. Come on. Lord Dan, me and the disciples will go first.”

“yes. We will follow soon.”

The painter hurriedly took his disciples and headed for Sonjijang.

When I arrived at Sonjijang, I saw the doctor putting acupuncture on Mrs. Oh, who was still not awake, and massaging her hands and feet.

“What happened?”

The painter asked the doctor and the first wife.

“I was worried when I heard that Liu Pyo-kun had invaded, and suddenly I started talking nonsense saying that someone had hit me on the head with a hammer, and then I collapsed like this.”

“You said you felt like you hit your head with a hammer? This...”

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