Chapter 486

Episode 486

“What!”

The meeting hall of the Jeongmu-maeng was shocked by the unexpected messenger’s report.

An enemy attack in the early morning hours.

It was an attack that would not be strange at any time, but I thought that the enemies must have been tired as much as this side was tired from the continuous battle.

I was complacent.

Their complacency, which they thought would be okay to rest for a day, caused the current situation.

“sorry. I judge...”

Cheol Ji-ryang, who had remained silent despite Jegal’s apology as if he couldn’t escape the shock, stood up clutching his sword.

“Lord!”

“Let’s talk about it later. It doesn’t seem like this is the time to blame anyone. Countless people are dying because of our poor judgment.”

“...”

After that, Yang So-bang, Yeo-pyeong Yang, and Byuk Un-yeong, who had not fully recovered from previous injuries, ran out following Cheol Ji-ryang, who hurriedly left the conference hall.

thud!

“Shit.”

Jegal Hyeopjin slammed the table and spat out swear words.

One wrong decision is costing countless lives.

But defeat could come at any time.

In addition, it was a war where it was not strange that anyone, from the lowest-ranking soldier to himself and the leader, died.

You can’t avoid responsibility later, but now, as the leader said, it wasn’t the time to argue about it.

Finding a way to win even in a moment of crisis was the role of a great soldier.

If things go wrong with too much excitement, more people will die than now.

I had to cool down.

“Huh...”

Taking a deep breath, Jegal Hyeopjin stared at the letter on the table.

It was a letter from Sapaecheon’s musketeer Jeoksaeng.

The present meeting was organized by a letter written based on Jinmu’s opinion that he was attacking the enemy’s rear.

It was obvious that the same type of battle that had been going on until now would only increase the damage, so an inevitable meeting was convened to promote change.

Their shortcomings that Jinmu saw.

He has weak bonds and lacks combat experience.

So if your enemies use unexpected tactics to amplify your fears, they will be easily thwarted.

The only thing left anyway is the core warriors of the palace. The war could have ended sooner than expected if things went right.

You have to look at the battlefield and enemies carefully from the beginning. I had to think over and over again so as not to repeat the same mistake.

“Have you grasped the size of the enemy?”

“The numbers are not exact. It was only written that the enemy seemed to have launched an all-out offensive.”

“An all-out assault?”

There was a deep gap between the brows of Jegal Hyeopjin.

A general offensive, isn’t it too early?

It was a bad decision to move a large army in a situation where even the defense line was not properly penetrated.

However, the palace is more like an army going to war than an unmanned group.

Since he was only thinking about victory, not fame, he had to focus on that.

Sacrificing is a stigma to the warriors, but to them it is only one part of the strategy.

They probably don’t know that they’re driving their subordinates to death, but what effect do they expect by throwing away that number?

Grand Palace... What are you aiming for?

Jegal Hyeopjin stared blankly at the battlefield situation map placed in the center of the empty conference hall.

Shanxi.

A city developed on a wide plain in the center with rugged mountains on both sides.

And Daedong in the northernmost part of Shanxi, a road occupied by enemies.

The Guandu that connects Hebei and Shaanxi is connected, and traffic is...

Guandu? Guan Do?

Jegal Hyeopjin, who opened his eyes wide for a moment, rummaged through the topographical map to find a detailed map of Daedong.

“Damn it!”

I can’t believe what they’re aiming for... How come I only noticed it now?

I thought they would just use Shanxi as bait to target Hebei.

The place Zhugegal Hyeopjin was looking at was the huge Guando that stretched east from Daedong to Hebuk.

Follow it to Hebei and go around Xiaotai Mountain.

“Forbidden City...?”

It was a time when Jegal Hyupjin came up with numerous hypotheses and the number of all available ranges.

“Great Commander!”

“...”

“...!”

Aaaaang!

In the fearsome blow that pierced the trail of the sword, the amount of iron he blocked by crossing his swords stopped the grueling sword dance and looked at the person standing in front of him.

A warrior standing in his way with a huge double-edged ax slung over his shoulder laughed.

A warrior of the palace who has fought several times in previous battles, but whose name is unknown.

he opened his mouth

“Sword Saint Cheolji amount. Let’s say hello at this time. I’m the scentless of the maengbu

...”

Before he could finish his words, Cheol Ji-ryang started to slaughter the surrounding enemies by throwing himself again.

full name? What is the importance of such a thing?

There was only one thought left in his furious head.

There are still people alive, so you have to kill enemies at random to save them.

“This bastard.”

Maengbu, who had been suddenly beaten up, rose to the point of anger and threw himself at Cheoljiryang.

promise.

His martial arts frenzy is so savage that the word fierce is appropriate.

He was confident in his martial arts.

“Haap!”

Maengbu’s ax soared high and fell toward the crown of Cheoljiryang’s head, along with numerous remnants.

Kaaang! clang clang clang!

Cheol Ji-yang, who was interrupted by the slaughter, swung his sword to block it, added a sword, and widened the distance.

“...”

But his bloodshot eyes were still looking beyond the blind man.

“Lord!”

Yang So-bang, who followed him, stood by him, followed by Byeok Un-yeong and Deung Yeopyeong.

“Leader...”

Byuk Un-yeong, noticing that Cheol Ji-ryang’s condition was different from usual, hurriedly used the fire to dye the surroundings golden.

“You shouldn’t get excited, Lord.”

“...”

Is it because of the supernatural ability of fire?

The rage that made my heart throb was gradually dissipated, and the murderous intent that had blackened my eyes dissipated.

However, the thought of saving it did not change.

“Whoa...”

Cheol Ji-ryang took a deep breath and said while glaring at his blind man.

“...I’ll take the interest. Rescue the soldiers of the Jeongmu-maeng. But from now on, I hope you don’t take matters into your own hands.”

“yes!”

After confirming that Cheol Ji-ryang’s eyes had a youthful life, Yang So-bang and others flew towards the battlefield.

Believe in the name that the Sword Saint will not be defeated.

Wow.

Cheol Ji-ryang’s gaze, which had pulled and grabbed the sword that had been floating in the air, turned to Maeng-bu.

“okay... If I kill you, this battle will end.”

“...”

Cheol Ji-ryang’s words left Maengbu with a sneer.

“Is that possible?”

“...”

Cheolji-ryang lightly nodded his head at the sight of Mengbu holding the double-edged ax with both hands in an oblique position.

“I am the swordsman who represents the political and military alliance.”

“...!”

The weight of that one word weighed heavily on all sides.

At the same time as his steps moved toward the blind man, the ax flew with all his might.

A fight between rivers and rivers, risking their lives, not fighting, and pouring everything they have.

A storm began to rage on the battlefield as their clash started as if there were only two of them in the world.

However, the thin sword blade of the Sword Master was slightly heavier than the axe, a heavy weapon made of solid iron.

Cheol Ji-liang continued to advance, and Meng-bu withdrew little by little as he was wounded.

Just like their endless fight, the surroundings also continued a fierce battle.

Whoa!

And the distant sound of a horn.

It pours.

A far greater number of Red Turbans than before rushed towards the battlefield.

As if the current battle would never end.