Chapter 229

Episode 229. Crisis is opportunity (2)

Late at night, the fireman entered the city of Suyang and looked at the prisoners and wounded soldiers without saying goodbye to Woo-geum, whom he hadn’t seen in a long time.

“Are the prisoners just that?”

The fireman looked at the prisoners and put on an absurd expression.

There were thousands of dead soldiers in the eastern plains, but only about 500 prisoners.

This contradicted the story he and Jojo had shared.

“Jo Tae-soo, no, now it’s a performance piece. Anyway, when the reinforcements arrived, the morale of the Yellow Turban enemies was at its highest. Because of that, we fought very fiercely. Why did you tell me to save those things that wouldn’t be cool even if I killed them? Tsk.”

The one who answered the fireman’s question was Woo-geum, who was looking at the captives with hostile eyes. He didn’t know that the fireman was the fisherman, so he was using the same way of speaking as before.

The painter understood Woo-geum’s feelings. For JoJoya’s great ambition, he had to appease even enemy soldiers and turn them into soldiers, but from the perspective of Woogeum, a general in Yeonju’s army, they were just enemies who came to kill them.

“As I came, I could see how fierce the fighting was when I saw countless bodies lying on the plains.”

“If Jo Yeon Yeon-mok hadn’t come... I would have been one of the corpses lying on the plain.”

The painter also had a bandage on Woo-geum’s left shoulder, but he didn’t loosen it like he did for Jo-in because the treatment seemed to have gone well.

The painter was late at night, so he decided to start treatment tomorrow and went to the place Woo-geum had guided him to and slept.

The next day, while I was having breakfast, an urgent message came in saying that Poshin from Jebuksang had died.

Woogeum, who was eating, cried and shed tears, and the whole city became depressed in a short time.

Chunk.

Suddenly, Wu Jin drew a long sword and ran toward the cage where the prisoners were being held.

“Dog bastards, because of you guys, my main heroine died. I will kill all of you too.”

Woo-geum, who cut the lock of the iron cage with a single knife and entered without anyone stopping him, mercilessly swung his sword at the prisoners who retreated in fear.

“Ugh! Save me... Kwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaak

cage cage era...” In an instant, the father returned.

Eight people lost their lives in the short time when the fireman was startled and jumped into the cage.

Caang.

The fireman hurriedly took out his sword and slashed the prisoner’s neck to catch Woogeum’s sword.

“brother! Are you crazy? Why are you suddenly killing prisoners?”

“Why? ask because you don’t know that? I heard that my master, Poshin-san, passed away. So, shouldn’t you take revenge?”

“Brother, is it revenge for the statue of the late gun barrel to kill those who were only captured as prisoners and their hands and feet tied?”

“Of course revenge.”

Wu Jin turned and tried to kill another prisoner nearby.

Cacao.

However, that attack was blocked by the fireman’s sword.

“I understand how you feel, but is this just an innocent murder?”

“What is an innocent murder? Then what did these bastards kill my men and the people of this castle? The innocent murder was done by these bastards first. And my main lord is dead too!”

Shuaang.

Wu Jin jumped up and reached the prisoners who were fleeing in a far corner and swung his sword again. This time, the painter expected to block it again, so he put a strong momentum into the sword attack.

bang.

As expected, the fireman also jumped up to block Wu Jin’s sword, and the sound was as fierce as if a bell had been struck with a hammer.

“Why the hell do you keep interrupting me? Move!”

Woogeum nervously swung his sword at the fireman. It wasn’t a swordsman’s attempt to kill him, but rather a way of pushing him back if he was blocked.

Tuang.

However, rather than being pushed away by Woogeum’s attack, the fireman took it obliquely and threw it away.

“uh?”

If alumni had not known the path and characteristics of Biggi like reading their palms, these attacks would have been unstoppable.

thud.

Woo-geum, who barely defended himself and flinched backwards, put on a desperate expression when the iron bars hit his back. The sword was already drawing a long, smooth curve horizontally so that it could not be avoided anywhere on the left or right.

The only avoidance was jumping into the air, but simply jumping high with no back was just asking for a leg amputation.

aww

Woo-geum had run out of strength, so he knew that if he received the fireman’s attack with his sword, there would be a shock that would twist his internal organs, but he had no choice but to block the sword from cutting horizontally.

Whirly Rick.

The moment the two swords were about to collide, the fireman’s sword drew a sharp and graceful curve that could not come out in the current situation. Then, avoiding Wu Jin’s sword, it soared upward and stopped after cutting through the air.

‘How?’

Woojin’s eyes widened.

No matter how hard you try to change the concept of a start, it is very difficult to break something that started once in the middle. If Hwabu had mixed this change of direction during an attack using a secret skill, he would have run away without being able to block it a few times.

clap.

The painter took a step back after putting the sword he had swung into the sword holder.

“Whoa~. Are you feeling better now?”

“Bah what is that? How could that be?”

“Somehow it happened that way.”

“.....”

“If you’re more conscious than that, let’s go out now, right?”

When the fireman first turned and went out of the iron bars, Woo-geum watched the prisoners tremble in the corner, put the sword into the sword case, and followed the fireman.

I didn’t have the heart to kill any more prisoners, whether it was because of a fight or because the fireman said that and went out, but he was too shy to go on a rampage to kill the prisoners again.

When Woo-geum went out, the prisoners escaped from fear and looked at the fireman who had gone ahead as if they were looking at a savior.

When Woo-geum ran rampant a moment ago, no one came in to stop it except for the fireman.

If he hadn’t stopped them, Wu Jin would have killed them until they were all gone.

I don’t know how many times I had to kill to relieve my anger, but what was clear was that many people who died, maybe several times, maybe even tens of times, of the eight people who died.

‘Who is it?’

‘He’s a longevity who can stand up to the author... He’s a face I haven’t seen on the battlefield yet?’

In the minds of the captives, the image of the fireman was imprinted so deeply that they would not forget it until they died with a question.

* * *

Not only Woo-geum, but Jo In, the fireman’s guards, and many people who saw it were surprised by the fireman’s powerlessness, but the person who was most surprised was the fireman himself.

‘To think that I was strong enough to push Geum-i older brother...’

Woo-geum, the painter knows, is one of the best generals in the history of this era.

I felt proud and shrugged my shoulders.

He thought that he might be a master who would not be left behind even if he competed with Xia Hudon or Guan Yu’s equipment.

And while the corner of his mouth went up toward his ear, he suddenly remembered the bandage that was wrapped around Woo-geum’s shoulder.

‘I’m sure the movement wasn’t good because of the shoulder injury. I just liked it after winning the injured.’

The moment I remembered the bandage, my momentary pride shrank like a deflated balloon.

‘In addition, he must have accumulated blood from fighting the Yellow Turbans for a long time.’

I kind of lost my appetite.

“Eh~. I just wanted to prevent the death of the captives. Let’s not swallow vain winds and focus on treating patients.”

“Master, everything is ready.”

At that time, Obo came and announced that all preparations to treat the patient were complete.

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