Episode 1410 It’s time to wake up from the dream. (5)
Should it be considered reckless? Or should I say foolish?
No matter how you look at Baekcheon’s actions now, he will not be able to escape those two categories. But no one watching his back could bear to say that to him.
Anyone who holds a sword must think of his own end.
As Cheongmyeong has habitually said, those who hold a sword must keep in mind that the day will come when they too will be cut to death by that sword.
So what should a warrior do when faced with an unbeatable enemy and inevitable death?
Now Baekcheon was giving the answer to everyone.
Hyeonjong turned his head and looked back. A small sigh escaped.
“Ah…”
And it wasn’t just Ogum’s story. The disciples of Hwasan who filled the back, the family members of the Tang family, and the warriors other than Namgung and Sae were looking at King Hyeonjong with faces that soon regained their composure.
“Why are you looking like that, Lord Maeng?”
Han Yi-myeong, the elder of the Ice Palace, smiled.
“Do you really think that we were brought here simply because of the leader’s orders without being prepared to risk our lives?”
“Elder Han…”
Han Yi-myung shook his head.
“That kind of expression is an insult to us. No one has been brought here. And no one came here unaware that their lives would be in danger. “Even though I knew all that, I still came here.”
Many people nodded at Han Yi-myung’s words.
The consequences of confrontation are harsh. However, no one wanted to blame Hyeonjong. Hyeonjong also did his best, but it was he who made the choice to cross the river.
“One…”
“Of course, there is no one here who would not regret dying. but.”
Namgungmyeong said with a stern face.
“It is a hundred times better ending than watching the bandits dying on the other side of the river.”
“As expected, our elder.”
“sure. “If Namgung is dead, he’s dead and he can’t do such things!”
The Namgung family, who desperately felt what it was like to be ignored at Maehwa Island, looked rather refreshed.
Hyeonjong bit his lip.
Know. Most of these words are simply said to ease his burden. On the outside, they pretend to be calm, but on the inside, they are filled with uncontrollable fear.
“Lord.”
At that moment, Tanggunak opened his mouth in a cold voice.
“It won’t be easy… but we should try. No matter how many places there are, Sapaeryeon is different from us. “Those who are at odds with each other will not be able to fight in perfect cooperation.”
“⋯⋯.”
“So you just have to create a gap. The party will take the lead. “It looks like the Surochae guys have almost arrived, so we can just take that ship.”
Surochae’s landing means that the number of enemies to be defeated on this land is increasing. It was definitely not good news for Cheon Woo-maeng.
However, instead of pointing out that fact, Hyeonjong nodded.
“Yes, matriarch. “I have to try it.”
Hyeonjong held his sword tightly.
Even giving up is not allowed. All that’s left to do is fight as hard as you can. Even if the resistance is futile, we will fight until the last man.
Hyeonjong looked back at the elders of Hwasan without realizing it.
Was his intention conveyed or was he already thinking the same thing? Their eyes also had the same shine as King Hyeonjong.
At that time, Geumyangbaek walked forward, pushing the disciples who were trying to stop him.
“If anyone should take the lead… it should be me.”
“Jangmun-in!”
“If you say something long like this…!”
He stumbled as if his knees would buckle at any moment, but he remained steadfast.
“⋯⋯You’re not going to say no, are you?”
A smile spread across Geumyangbaek’s pale face.
Of course, Hyeonjong could not do that. Now who would dare say no to gold and silver white? This is something no human can do.
“Golden print…”
Geumyangbaek’s smile grew deeper.
“It looks like I’ve finally found my place to die.”
“⋯⋯.”
“I have lived enough. “Now there is only one wind left.”
You can understand it without even saying it in words. What is his wish? And that was also King Hyeonjong’s wish.
‘My ancestors,’
I think I understand now. Why did the ancestors of volcanoes risk death on that distant mountain? How did you feel when you fought?
What they wanted was for those they left behind in a distant land to survive. There must have been only one.
“Baekcheonyi, please step aside.”
“⋯⋯Yes?”
Baekcheon looked back with an expression of disbelief, but Hyeonjong firmly shook his head.
It is true that Baekcheon led everyone, even if only for a moment. And he does not deny the fact that Baekcheon has already surpassed himself.
This is just the last stubbornness and greed of an old man at the end of his difficult life.
“Disciples, step back. And elders, come forward.”
“yes! “Taesang Jangmunin!”
Phenomenon and Unja ships moved forward, sending the disciples behind. Even Hyeonyoung stepped forward resolutely without saying a word.
“Now, elders…”
And at the same time, Geumyangbaek raised his voice.
“Elders of Haenam, take the lead!”
“Namgoong too!”
“You little ones, step back! “It’s not your place!”
Those who held the position of elder and those who prided themselves on being adults even though their position did not reach that level, came out to reject every single one of the younger disciples.
“Elders, this is…!”
“Shut up and get away!”
Those who tried to dissuade him from the raging incident backed away with pale faces. Disagreements do not work. Those left behind bit their lips.
Hyeonjong looked at everyone and opened his mouth.
“I’m not saying you shouldn’t fight.”
“⋯⋯.”
“It’s just a different way of fighting. Opening the way is our fight. And your fight is to somehow survive and cross that river.”
“Lord…”
Who would dare say that they would not do that?
If everyone dies here, that will be the end. But if someone survives, the will takes over. Thus, the deaths here will finally have meaning.
So how can it be said to be a light fight?
“The head of the party is…”
Hyeonjong was about to ask him to take over, but Tanggunak stood firmly next to him without saying a word.
“Are you going to treat me poorly now because I’m not old enough?”
Hyeonjong ended up laughing. How could anyone dare say such a thing to the Tang military evil of the world?
“I am the head of the Tang family.”
“That’s right… “I was rude for a moment.”
“The chase party is coming. “I don’t think I have time to talk too much.”
Hyeonjong nodded and exchanged glances with Geumyangbaek.
The neater the ending, the better. If this is the last thing they leave behind, they should at least show a confident appearance to their students.
Now all I have to do is risk everything and fight!
“Listen to Cheonwoo-maeng!”
It was the moment when Hyeonjong drew his sword with determination and shouted.
Someone’s loud voice cut in and interrupted.
“Lord Hawk!”
“hmm?”
“excuse me! Over there, beyond the river! Oh no! On the river! Look over there!”
Hyeonjong glanced back. Soon his eyes widened.
“Uh… What?”
Something unbelievable happened. Something I had never imagined before was unfolding.
“Shaolin! It’s Shaolin! “This is Shaolin and the Nine Sects, Lord!”
Those who were occupying the riverside from beyond the river.
Those who knew clearly that they existed but tried not to notice them.
A group of monks dressed in yellow robes, the symbol of Shaolin, were running down the river, breaking the surface of the water.
“So Shaolin?”
At that moment, a cry-like shout came out of Hyeyeon’s mouth.
“Bangjaaaaaang!”
It looked clear. His brother-in-law, who knew they were beyond the river but could not bear to call, were running down the river, risking their lives.
The two big eyes were filled with tears.
It really is Shaolin. His executioners are coming here now.
“⋯⋯No, this is⋯⋯?”
“It’s not just Shaolin! Panga too! The joint is also jumping into the river! Support! Gupa supports us! “The nine factions are crossing the river, Lord!”
Hyeonjong’s mouth suddenly opened.
I can’t believe it. That Shaolin… That court risked its life to help Chun Yu-meng? Crossing the river to fight in this land occupied by the Sapaeryun?
Who would have imagined something like this would happen?
But no matter how many times I closed my eyes and opened them, the scene before my eyes did not change. They are definitely coming now.
Right across this river!
Paaaaang!
The court repeatedly broke the surface of the water and let out a roaring roar.
“Il Dae disciples, keep Surochae in check! “Elders, secure a place for our troops to land on the riverside!”
“yes!”
Paaaaang!
Every time his feet hit the water, his body surged forward.
Below them, the warriors of Shaolin, Gong, and Panga were swimming with all their might. The court’s face was distorted like a demon as it floated up and looked across the river.
‘Did you look at me funny, Jang Il-so?’
Did you think this court would back down? Did you think I would just let go and watch? Like so far?
If so, you are mistaken.
The court is not one that is afraid of fighting. What he fears is defeat. To be precise, a defeat that requires losing everything. So there was no way we could just sit back and wait for the approaching defeat.
The reason he has avoided fighting until now is simply because there was a better way than fighting. Now that things have come to this, there is no reason to hesitate to fight and open the way.
‘Hyeonjong!’
The gaze of the court went beyond the Sapaeryun and turned to King Hyeonjong.
Nothing has changed. If we can join forces with Cheon Woo-maeng, we can compete with Sapae-ryeon.
As long as they remain determined to cross the river, victory is still theirs!
‘Shaolin does not burn!’
There are some things that must be protected at all costs.
The court would not hesitate even to burn one’s body alive in order to protect the two letters of Shaolin.
But why would you hesitate to go to Doha out of fear? What a great thing it is to cross this river!
“Defeat the evil enemies of the Four Sects and save Cheon Yu-maeng!”
The loud voices of the court echoed like thunder over the cabinet.
“Yes, Bangjang!”
The Shaolin monks also responded with all their might.
The best gate in the world, Thousand Years of Shaolin.
They have protected the midfield for countless years, and at this moment, they are heading towards where they should be. The majestic spirit they exuded dyed the Yangtze River golden.
Meanwhile, a strange silence fell on Cheon Woo-maeng’s side.
Maybe it’s a moment to be thrilled about. And maybe it’s a sight that should make you tremble with excitement.
Because Shaolin, the leader of the nine factions who were extremely unsuited to Cheon Woo-maeng, is risking his life to save Cheon Woo-maeng at this moment.
However, what appeared on the faces of those standing on the hill was an emotion closer to bewilderment than emotion.
Jo Geol, who was staring blankly at the unrealistic scene that was hard to believe even after seeing it, slowly opened her mouth.
“That…”
After choosing his words several times, he finally couldn’t hold back and muttered.
“Has the octopus head lost its mind?”
It was an extremely rude thing to say, but no one pointed it out.
