Episode 1297 Is there a place to rest on this earth? (2)
“Aaaah! You political bastard!”
“Die!”
A lightning-like sword strike flew into the neck of the person who was running towards him with his eyes closed.
Suddenly!
A strong sword strike only left a small sound. It was a small noise that made even the process of cutting a person’s flesh and bones and separating the neck and body feel like it was nothing special.
Creep Creep Creep!
Eventually, the sword that cut through the heart cut the tendons of the opponent’s elbows and wrists like flowing water. Even if a person’s heart is cut, he or she can still move for a while.
Has there been one or two people who tried to move forward, confident that their heart had been cut, but died after being stabbed in the back?
I don’t think with my head.
The experience accumulated layer by layer, as if layering on the instincts inherent in the fingertips of the sword, is naturally guiding the sword.
Paaaaat!
As soon as he noticed another enemy attacking him viciously, he reacted and moved before Cheongmyeong’s black head.
Kagagak!
Cheongmyeong, who was trying to cut down in one go like he had done up until now, stopped for the first time. I glanced at the sword stuck in the enemy’s neck.
“Big …… Lessel …… Krak ……”
I saw the eyes of the enemy to be completely turned off. Fear is overflowing.
It was as if he sensed that his end would soon come.
The eyes that were filled with fear soon turned into resentment. Cheongmyeong applied strength to his wrist and pulled the sword that was stuck in it.
Let’s go!
The sword was pulled out, scratching the bone. Blood spurted out like a fountain.
“Ouch…”
The convulsing enemy fell helplessly with his face on the ground. The eyes that I couldn’t even close couldn’t contain anything anymore. Blurry, empty eyes reflected the world in emptiness.
Cheongmyeong glanced at the fallen man and looked down at his sword.
Dark plum blossom sword.
The blade is not damaged. It’s just dulled by the oil from the enemy’s body. As we cut and cut again, finely accumulated oil was piled up layer by layer. Like the resentment built up against him.
If he had been in the past, he would have used his hands before the sword got damaged like this, but it seemed like his senses had not yet revived to that point.
Paaaaat!
The internal power that was pushed into the Amhyang Plum Sword blew away the oil on the sword at once. Eventually, Cheongmyeong raised his head and looked ahead.
The forest spread out in front was ordinary, but it was no longer the forest people knew. The fresh smell of grass was covered with a thick bloody smell, and the quiet land, where only the sound of grass insects could be heard occasionally, became noisy with harsh screams.
Cheongmyeong feels an inevitable sense of familiarity in this terrible space, filled with flesh-biting flesh and a bloody smell.
I suddenly felt disgusted by that fact.
‘How much further do we have to go?’
The heaviness that started in my hands spread to my entire body. It felt like the world was gradually becoming hazy, perhaps because my internal power was being used up. It is a feeling that is familiar, but cannot remain familiar forever.
Cheongmyeong gritted his teeth.
The Demonic Cult was close to an elite group. The strength of each one far surpassed that of the ordinary warriors of the central plains. And the power of the bishops, who were chosen among the elite, shocked the heavens and made the earth cry.
However, this battle was different from the battles against demonic religions he had experienced in the past.
Even if you cut it, it will not end.
Each one is by no means strong. No, from Cheongmyeong’s point of view, it is so weak that it can be ignored. If it were not for the situation where Haenam was led and only Cheon Woo-maeng could move alone, they would have already broken through more than half of Gangnam.
But those insignificant guys rush at you like a swarm of mosquitoes.
It’s not like they rush in without caring for their lives like the Demonic Cult. There is no madness or will to become a martyr for one’s faith.
Even though they are trembling with fear, they take advantage of whatever fear they have, and even though they don’t know what to do, they end up attacking with evil intentions. Cutting off the heads of those people was a different dirty job than anything I had experienced so far.
“Hu…”
Cheongmyeong let out a deep breath. He then turned his gaze back.
Those holding the sword are still relentlessly rushing towards Haenam. Unlike the first time, Haenam’s disciples are now risking their lives because they know what a battle is. His body seemed to understand what it was like to fight, so he didn’t back down and fought back
.
“Aaaaaaa!”
Warm blood splashed on the face of the Haenam disciple who plunged his sword into the enemy’s chest. All that was clearly visible from his face, which was soaked in red, was his distorted face. All I had was my eyes tightly pressed together.
Justice in the narrow sense, and perhaps a great heart.
Are the things I wanted to gain from this land really with them? Do they know what I look like?
War is like a terrible bottomless pit, and the things that people have All shining things are pushed into the deep darkness. Deep beyond the reach of humans.
After that, all that remains are the most basic emotions that touch the root, such as the desire to survive and hatred.
“Die!”
Other swords were stabbed one after another into the pierced and lifeless body.
It wasn’t just because there was no time to calmly examine the enemy’s condition. Even if the enemy’s head had been blown off, that sword would have flown in the same way and stuck in the dead body. Out of hatred or fear
. It is an expression.
The things that made humans nothing more than mere beasts are gradually sinking deeper.
The humans who were discussing matters become beasts driven by evil and fight. The humans who were willing to give their food to the poor people are stabbed with a knife in their bodies that are already corpses. and cries out.
This was the battlefield that Cheongmyeong knew.
“Ahh!”
“Death penalty!”
Everyone has justice and everyone has a position. But here, all that is meaningless.
The moment the enemy’s sword pierces my body and my comrades bleed from the enemy’s sword, reason loses its power.
“You damn bastards! “I will kill you!”
Only evil intentions remain and expand without end.
It won’t be released unless you plunge the sword into the opponent’s heart… No. There is only malice that will not be resolved even if the sword is plunged into it.
“Aaaah!”
One of Haenam’s disciples rushed forward with a scream and thrust his beloved bottle into the opponent’s neck with all his might.
A blood-soaked pout came out through the black neck that had dug into the neck.
Murder is something no one can easily get used to and should not get used to. He is a murderer. However, even though he had committed murder with his own hands a little while ago, there was no hesitation or guilt in his eyes. He just
thrust his sword in even harder and continued to move forward with great force.
“So-hyeop!”
Yunjong stretched out his arm and grabbed the man . He grabbed his shoulder.
“Let go of this!”
When the man tried to shake it off and move forward, Yoonjong tightened the hand holding his shoulder. At the moment of pain, the man looked back at Yoonjong with murderous eyes. Yoonjong looked at him with murderous eyes
. Even though he was hit head-on, he was not pressured at all and shouted,
“Calm down! If you get excited, you’ll die!”
“Ugh…”
The man pursed his lips and looked away. He saw the death penalty lying on the ground bleeding. Only then did his hands begin to shake. “Death penalty
! Are you okay?”
“Ugh…”
“Councilor! Rep. here! People are dying here! Here!”
“calm down! “I can’t die like this!”
“Haewon (海院) died like that too! I heard you won’t die!”
The words that came out like a seizure made those around them close their mouths.
“How can you believe it… How can I believe that? I…”
He was sobbing while clutching the hem of the fallen executioner’s clothes, and then screamed hysterically again,
“Counselor! Congressman…! ”
“I’m already here, so stop looking for me!”
Dang So-so, who came running in soaked in blood, immediately inspected the situation and sprayed hemostatic powder on an open wound. It was a calm and quick move.
“Here! Grab it here. We have to stop the bleeding! Hold on tight so that not a single drop of blood escapes!”
“Yes!”
Tang Xiaoso gritted his teeth.
‘I lost too much blood.’
Tears don’t come out. No, more accurately, they don’t come out anymore. The tears she needed to shed have already been shed.
She’s not used to death either. In the past, she’s seen the deaths of patients who came to our home a few times. But many people who were alive and well like now are dying at a rapid rate. This was the first time that she, a dying doctor, had experienced something she could not do anything about.
So many deaths had occurred in such a short period of time that she had no time to get used to it. Of course, how many people could be at peace with the deaths of those who were with them? Nyama’s burden was bound to be even greater in this situation, where not only the patient but also the people around her were desperately looking at her. It is not her fault that she cannot
prevent the coming death. Dangsoso also knows that. But the head Even if you understand it, it doesn’t mean you can accept it with your heart right away.
Dang So-so… It felt like all these deaths were only my fault.
“Press hard, damn it!”
“Yes! Yes! I understand!”
She gritted her teeth and applied glue to the wound. Normally I would have finished sewing it, but I don’t have time to do that now. The glue specially made by our company will prevent the wound from reopening for a while.
For now, just stop the bleeding and postpone detailed treatment until later.
“That’s it! Move it inside!”
“yes!”
Those around him were relieved and picked up the fallen person.
‘It’s not good…’
Tang Xiaoxiao’s face suddenly darkened.
Although life was barely saved, the number of injured increased by one more person. As the number of injured people who cannot move properly increases, movement speed inevitably decreases. As the number of people who can fight decreases, the number of people who have to move the wounded
increases.
The death of one person simply results in the loss of one person’s power, but the occurrence of such injuries inevitably consumes more manpower.
It’s a vicious cycle. As more people are injured, the speed of breakthrough slows down, and the more people there will be blocking the way.
Moreover, while all this was going on, the main force of the Maninbang would be getting closer step by step.
“Soso, it’s okay…”
Jjoaaaaaaaaaa!
“What the hell!”
Jo Geol, who was worried, was shocked and looked at Dang Soso. A trickle of blood flowed from her burst lip.
What really surprised Jo Geol was the fact that it was none other than Tang Soso who hit her in the face and burst her lip.
“Why are you doing this?”
“No, it’s okay.”
“What…”
“It’s okay. Since I came to my senses, I must have felt a bit dizzy for a moment. “I think about all these things.”
Jo Geol couldn’t bear to ask what ‘this thought’ was. Anyone who saw Tang Xiaoxiao’s expression would be speechless.
Besides, now wasn’t the time to be asking such things calmly.
“I have to go.”
“Okay, let’s go.”
Jo Geol nodded and gritted his teeth.
How much did you cut?
How many people did they kill?
And when will this road end?
As the battle continued without a break, I felt like my nerves, which had become extremely sharp, were gradually piercing my brain.
At that moment, Jo Geol flinched greatly. When he felt something approaching from the front, he suddenly shouted loudly.
“It’s coming! It’s tough!”
As soon as those words were finished, a group of people dressed in red uniforms poured out from the thick bushes like wolves rushing towards a deer.
