Login Murim Chapter 950
For everyone, the summer of that year was exceptionally short and chaotic.
The strangely capricious weather was just one of many reasons. Floods are no longer so surprising.
On one day in midsummer, hail fell instead of monsoon rain, and there were times when white frost fell following the greatest heat wave in history.
Those who ruined their farming overnight sat down and wept, and were now in a position to worry about tomorrow’s meal due to soaring grain prices.
The government department released Guheulmi (救他米), but one bag of rice was reduced to one hop through the hands of several people.
In the end, those who could not stand hunger headed for the mountains.
There, they peeled off the bark and ate it, or became bandits using rusty farming tools as weapons.
But even that won’t go far.
What can they do, who have been dutifully cultivating rice fields all their lives? Only death awaits the clumsy bandit.
Whether they were government soldiers or Murim people, they would be subdued someday, and only when they reached the moment when cold blades cut their bodies, they would suddenly come up with a question.
He wondered why he had become like this.
But no one knows the answer to that question.
Things that happen in this vast world are often so esoteric that no one can understand them.
Especially when I look back on the past two years.
“Did you hear that? Just a couple of months ago in southern Manchuria…
“That’s not all. The land of Guangxi is stained with blood.”
“I’m crazy. how the world works.”
It’s common that there are many stories going around wherever you go.
However, the atmosphere, no, the air was different from a few years ago.
The voices of the people who had filled the inn were as low as the morning mist, and their eyes and faces were full of worry that could not be hidden.
The rumors of Moorim, which were once just for drinking and entertainment, have now become real knives and pierce the skin little by little.
They could no longer laugh and sing.
Watching the government forces patrolling the streets in groups of dozens of people and the Murim people who occasionally passed by with anxious eyes, they hurried their steps toward their homes before the sun went down.
Now everyone instinctively knew.
That a new war had already begun.
The fact that a disaster incomparable to the 100,000 Demonic Cultists who trampled the Central Plains decades ago was hanging over their heads.
And those who belonged to the fence called Moorim felt the current reality more vividly and clearly than anyone else.
“They say they’ve even reached out to the imperial family. It’s been around for decades since the Great War of Jeongma.”
“I also received a word through the opening.”
“The power of the dark sky is more than I thought. It’s unfortunate that it went back to naught, but if their plan had succeeded…
it was no longer special for the Murim people, especially the gathering of dozens of families and heads of families leading the clan. .
They discussed the current situation in heavy voices and
discussed the future.
And every time that happened, there was a name that appeared without falling out.
“Yeolhwa Shintong did a great job this time too. I heard that this incident has earned the imperial family’s active support, and the Emperor’s favor.”
“If so, is the rumor true?” “What rumors?”
“Looks like you haven’t heard yet. Rumor has it that the Son of Heaven personally came to see him off a few days ago when the Spirit of Yeolhwa left the ecliptic and sealed him to the throne.”
“What is that… the emperor gave a government post to the Murim people, and that’s also the tenth generation? Is that what you did?”
“They weren’t the only ones watching. After all, since it is the ecliptic, it took some time to get information from Haomen and the opening side, but it seems to be true.”
How a horse without feet can travel a thousand miles.
The imperial proclamation that declared war on Amcheon externally and the performance of Jin Tae-gyeong, who received unprecedented courtesy and rose to the ranks of the empress, quickly went up and down in people’s mouths.
Now, he even went to the imperial palace.
Even in the Great War of Jeongma, if the great country, which had been watching with both hands on its hands, would come out with countless soldiers and supplies, it would be like a lamp in front of the wind.
No, that’s exactly what everyone expected.
Except for a few few people who know the details.
Good food!
The old man, watching the back of Jeon Seo-eung (傅書應) disappearing into the distance with the wild flapping of his wings, unfolded the small piece of paper he was holding in his hand.
Every time his pupils scanned the grain-like letters, the sword scars on his face distorted little by little.
“Yeah, that’s how it happened.”
A soft tingle escaped from between dry lips.
The old man, who had been contemplating something for a while, threw the paper he was holding into the fireplace prepared in the corner.
Then, after watching until the end that the seal, oiled so as not to get wet, burned up in an instant, he moved on to the place he needed to go.
that buck widely.
A dull noise that resonates every time you move with a limp.
At first glance, those who looked like Confucian scholars bowed their heads slightly whenever they saw the old man.
“Are you here, footnote.”
“For a moment, I have something to report on things in Guangxi.” came in.”
“In Hebei, Liaoning, and Shaanxi…
Some people passed by with a full bag of bamboo sticks in their arms, and some left with only a short greeting, but most of them gave new information to the old man, and each time he did so, his head was filled with new information. I organized and refined my thoughts.
And finally, I stood in front of a tightly closed door.
Click.
The door opens as if you’ve been waiting for it. But the old man was not surprised.
Just as he knew the details of things thousands and tens of thousands of miles away, so did the owner of this room.
Of course, it’s similar, but in reality, the dimension is different.
The old man has many eyes and ears, but the opponent can grasp everything that happens within a radius of 100 with his own power.
“Were you practicing martial arts?”
At the first words of the old man who had entered the very simple room, the man who had been sitting cross-legged opened his eyes. “It did. Until a little while ago.”
“sorry. It seems I was inadvertently interfering.”
“Don’t worry. There must have been something like that.”
The smiling man was young.
At best, the face that seemed to be standing apart, and the undressed upper body boasted a perfect balance of muscles compressed to the utmost.
Of course, the moment he put on his clothes, he became one of the ordinary young people you see everywhere.
“Yes, what is it?”
A natural bottom line that continues to flow.
However, the man had enough qualifications and experience to do so.
The sword star Maizong Crane is one of the greatest pillars supporting the world.
“I came to see you because I have an urgent report to the Lord.”
“It is something that needs to be reported urgently.”
The smile that had formed on Maijong Hak’s lips disappeared. Sitting in the prepared seat, he continued talking while tilting the teapot.
“Is the report related to Shanxi?”
Squeak.
Even before the cold tea water fills the cup, steam is steamed up. The old man, seated along with the Maejong crane, touched the teacup heated with the heat of Sammae Jinhwa. “yes.”
The teacup was warm. But the story from now on will be cold and dark.
Maejonghak read that fact from the old man’s expression.
“Speak. Eunyeonggakju (隱影間主).”
The old man, Cheonmyeonhori (天面孤程) Songho replied.
“Taewonjinga has withdrawn the retreat.”
“More details.”
“The entire Shanxi Wulin is on the move. More than 30 clans and clans have gathered around the Taewonjin family, and the Shanxi province is also mobilizing all its forces.”
“Uh ”
“石”.
Maejonghak let out a low voice. nothing more to hear
This is literally all-out war. “What is Shanxi’s strength?
”
“First of all, about 5,000 soldiers are on standby, led by Taewonjinga, and in addition to that, there are only 10,000 government troops including 1,000 cavalry.”
Fifteen thousand in total.
It’s literally a troop that has been scraped to the bottom.
Even so, if Taewonjinga hadn’t brought about an amazing prosperity over the past two years, as many as 5,000 warriors would not have been able to gather.
However, the biggest problem is…
“Not even half of the enemies.”
Cheonmyeonho-ri nodded heavily at Maejonghak’s brainwashing.
According to Eunyeonggak’s understanding, the army of Chowon, who is under the southern command, will increase from a minimum of 30,000 to a maximum of 40,000.
Due to its proximity to the grassland, the government troops deployed in Shanxi are quite elite, but the waves of the cavalry corps, which are more than twice the total number of troops, are a real nightmare.
“In order to minimize damage, it seems that the intention is to empty the northern part first and fight in the central part.”
“If it’s in the central region, is it Taiyuan, which is also your base?”
“To be exact, it looks like we will have a decisive battle in Jeongyang, which is about 300 li away from Taiwon.”
“It’s Jeongyang. Jeongyang······
Maijonghak, muttering softly, suddenly realized the identity of this strange familiarity. “That’s it. Eight Heavenly Gorges “Yes. you’re right.”
Cheonmyeonho-ri spoke in a calm tone.
“Palcheonhyeop itself
is no different from a heavenly fortress. It is a place that made a decisive contribution to the victory of Taewonjinga two years ago
during the Jeongma Daejeon in the past .”
Located on the border between the central and northern parts of Shanxi Province, Eight Heavenly Gorge is a jar-shaped gorge.
The road is steep and the entrance is narrow, so it is the best battlefield to deal with many enemies with a small number.
Furthermore, considering that most of the opponent’s forces were cavalry, it was difficult to find a place like this.
The problem was that the number of cavalrymen reached tens of thousands, and the true enemy had yet to reveal its true identity.
“If there is a decisive battle at Eight Heavenly Gorge, what do you think is the chance that Tae Wonjinga will win?”
“Even if you hit it high, you can do this. No matter how much the war situation goes in favor of Taewonjinga, it is difficult to do more than that.”
Cheonmyeonhori’s eyes sank deeply as he answered firmly.
“If the enemy’s army consisted only of nomads, it would have been more than five percent. But…
“Yeah, we can’t forget them.”
Amcheon.
The pitch-black dark clouds had swallowed up even the blue sky of the meadow before they knew it, and their presence alone was entangling everyone’s ankles like a trap.
“It is difficult to expect support for Taewonjinga at this time.”
Cheonmyeonhori’s face was dark when he said that.
As the right-hand man of the Murim Lord and the owner of Eunyeonggak, he was one of the people who knew the reality better than anyone else in the world.
“Everyone already knows. The fact that if you act hastily, you could get caught up in their witchcraft and suffer a great disaster.”
It is completely incomprehensible to common sense, but Amchun has already demonstrated a spell known as Lee Dong-jin (移 動陳) several times.
As a result, Shaolin, also known as Taesan North Head of the Righteous Sect Murim, suffered severe damage.
Even if it was right here, Hanam, where the Murim Maeng headquarters was located.
“Then, there are no troops that we can mobilize right now…
”
“does not exist?”
As if there was no room for reconsideration, Maejonghak stared blankly at Cheonmyeonhori, who spoke so clearly.
“I will ask you one thing. Please answer carefully.” “Tell me.”
“The statement that there are no troops to be sent to Shanxi, is it true that there is no lie?”
Cheonmyeonhori chose silence instead of answering.
He lived the same life as his nickname.
It was as natural as breathing to hide one’s identity and spread outright lies as the truth.
However, even with such a thousand faces, he couldn’t bear to fake a lie in front of the transparent eyes of the swordsman Maijonghak.
“Doesn’t the Lord also know…?”
Cheonmyeonhori pursed his lips heavily.
“The balance of power has already tilted significantly, so helping Shanxi now is the bottom line. It is right to formally order a retreat to Taewonjinga immediately.” “Looks like it’s late.”
“It’s not like that. Even though the remaining time is running out, if we don’t delay and take the front to Hanam, we can preserve the remaining troops and plan for the future.” “No, it’s definitely too late.
”
Mae Jong-hak shook his head slightly and added.
“To get their minds back.”
“So Ji-ju of the Taewonjin family is a clever person. You always have a broad understanding of all situations and are very prudent in making decisions once. So, didn’t you also recommend him to the Murim Maeng military department?”
Cheonmyeonhori unknowingly let out a quiet voice.
If someone so prudent has made a decision on the fate of the family, it means that it cannot be undone.
Even if it was the order of the Murim lord.
“But at this rate, Shanxi, we may lose them all.”
“I know. And that if they back down like this, those poor civilians who couldn’t escape will be annihilated by them.”
“Don’t try to look away. The fact that what they want to fight for is not just to protect the hometown they have lived in.”
Cheon Myeon-ho-ri, speechless for a moment, closed her eyes without being able to face Mae Jong-hak
.
I knew. I just pretended not to know.
Because this is a war, not a battle.
To win this war, thousands of soldiers are more important than 100,000 people.
“Is my judgment… wrong?”
“No, that was great. You are a better soldier than anyone I know.”
At the unexpected answer, Cheonmyeonhori opened her closed eyes.
Before he knew it, Maijonghak was smiling softly at him.
“I just forgot one thing,
“What is it?”
“Being too busy looking through the whole forest, he didn’t see a single branch in it.”
That was the moment.
Seruk.
The energy that came out with the hand gesture of Maijonghak opened the door that was firmly closed.
Then, at the same time as the clandestine presence, a shadow of a person came rushing in like the wind.
“Yes, what news have you brought?”
Majonghak, who seemed to have waited, answered the messenger under the direct command of Maengjubu by prostrating himself.
“Urgent news! Habuk Paengga and Mo Yongse, and Hwasan and Jongnam each sent 2,000 reinforcements
to save Shanseoseong
… Sending so many troops as reinforcements…
It goes against the common sense that everyone knows in the strategy he learned.
But…
‘Yeah, was it like that?’
Cheonmyeonhori smiled wryly,
and only after the messenger who had delivered the unbelievable news had left, broke the long silence and parted his lips,
“Now I understand. The name of the branch I hadn’t seen before.”
“Something?”
“It is Hyeop (俠).”
Mai Zhongxue smiled softly,
recalling himself when he was young when he swore to build up martial arts and achieve cooperation
.
On the day when the Mid-Autumn Festival was four days away, 2,000
soldiers left the Moorim League and headed north.
